Ps this song is really creepy.
"Who are you working for!" Andrew yelled. The man pointed to me. "Her... F-father." he said. "Why?!" I shouted. "He wanted to know about... him." This time he pointed to Andrew. "What about?" I asked, Andrew loosened his grip. "He... wanted to know if you were okay... And well taken care of." he man spoke between gasps.
"Well?" I questioned. "You are." the man huffed. "What should we do with him?" Andrew spoke up. "Just let him report that I'm safe back to my father." I said. Andrew nodded and kicked him. The man left and Andrew walked back over to me.
"Is it weird that watching you get up turned me on?" he asked. "It's quiet different." I laughed. "So what do say?" He hinted. "We have school." I said.
He kissed me and I moved my lips to his rhythm. I pressed my body close to his as his arms squeezed me tighter.
I pulled away and he sighed, we got ready and I drove my car to school.
I opened my locker cautiously one paper came out. I opened it.
-Be careful, goons lie.-
I crumpled it and through it out. They couldn't know. It just happened. Impossible. I walked to class with a nervous tick.
"Miss." A man called out. "Yea?" I asked turning to face the tall pale figure. " I suggest you stop further contact with Mr.Scott. He's a very dangerous man." He said. "I'll do what I want." I told him. " Then again he's not as dangerous as your father." I stopped and turned around. "My father? How'd you know?" I asked. " I didn't until now, you confirmed it. Andrew could get you killed. Watch out." He warned backing away.
I went to class. Hour one is quiz, two was reading. I made my way to hour three.
"Hello darling." Andrew said. "Hey" I mumbled. "Come here." He said at his desk. "What?" I asked. "Come here, baby." He teased. "No, you dummy." I scoffed. "Come on babe." he pleaded. "We're in school." I told him.
He wrapped his arms around me. "I want you...so bad." He whispered nibbling on my ear. "No." I said. " Funny thing...about no...it sounds a lot like yes."
"Andrew stop."
He shove me a bit.
"What the hell?" I asked
"Come on, fight."
Sorry it won't let me do paragraphs.
