The bad boys princess

Chapter 11

Omg, I am so sorry for not posting in a long time, but I am back. I have been struggling with school, and sickness, and I have been having a lot of anxiety attacks lately. But I'm done with my exams, and started taking my medicine, so I'm finally ready to continue. And I will say thank you so much to the people who send me a text after the authors note last night, it really helped me. The reason why I posted last night, was because I wasn't done with this one, and I needed to explain to you guy's why. Hope you enjoy the story.

Alec's pov:

I watched Sam getting all flustered and hiding in my chest. I know that he hoped that I wouldn't hear what he said, but I couldn't not hear it. He almost called me daddy. I really wanted to be his daddy, but I didn't want to force him. but he almost said it without me asking. I bet if I get him to slip even more , he would start call me that by himself.

I took him with me to the kitchen, so I could make him something to eat. I started making chicken nuggets, it is kinda childish, and I think that he would like it. I heated it up, and placed Sam in a chair. I took the food on a plastic plate, and cut it into smaller pieces. Before I gave the food to him, I went to my drawer and took something up and put it on Sam, and then sit beside him.

Sam's pov:

He took a bib on me!!!!! A fucking baby bib! I felt really embarrassed over the hole thing, but in the same time, I felt safe. He took care of me. and I have always wanted someone to take care of me. So I didn't comment the bib for him, I just ate the good food he had made. Or heated, same thing.

He have been really nice to me lately, but I am still scared over that he would bully me when back to school. and it would be worse, since I almost called him daddy. Just imagine how life would be if this was just bullshit, and he would tell the hole school that I am a little. That can't happen. I have to stop this.

But in the other hand, he is so warm and big. I just want to cuddle with him all day. I want him to take care of me, and let him take control. And I think that he wants that too. He have tried to take control over me all day, he carries me around all the time. I sit in his lap, he plays with my hair, and he even made me take a nap.

-"You ready for a movie, princess?" he asked me. I turned to him and nodded. He took me on his hip, and walked to the couch, and sat down with me on his lap. He started a movie called bee movie (my favorite movie, nobody cares? Okay)