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"I am going to give you to the count of three to get your ass over here." I pout and put my hands on my hips. "two" I slowly walk backward knowing what is about to happen. "three" with that I squeal and run out of his offic...
When Monday finally came, I felt refreshed from the eventful weekend. The sunrise shining through my curtains hurt like a bitch though. I turned to hear my phone ping with a text from Talia.
T: good morning love of my life💖💖
ME: good morning!! Am I picking you up today?
T: Nah ill just ride with Mark thanks tho
ME: k babe see ya💖💖
I continued to get ready for the day by putting on my usual school uniform. It may be warm in LA but it gets colder than a witch's tit in my classes so I grabbed a hoodie from my closet. I paired my look with a messy ponytail and some makeup. When I looked at the time, I realized that I had 20 minutes to get to school. I raced down the marble stairs to the kitchen and quickly kissed my parents goodbye. One again, mama being the only one to reciprocate.
When I stepped out the door I saw...Daren? " Took ya long enough!" he smiled while leaning on his black car. The breeze blew in my hair as I ran down the stairs and into his arms kissing him. "What are you doing here?" his hands rest on my ass squeezing lightly making me giggle.
"I'm gonna take you to school, princess" he kissed me again before opening the door for me. The drive to school was short but full of laughter. The way he smiled when I sang along to the radio. His fingers woven with mine. All the little details that made being with him so special.
At a red light he looked at me, " I'm throwing a party at the beach Friday, wanna come? I'd love to get to show you off " the morning light reflected his skin like caramel, mesmerizing me for a moment. " I'll be there" his rough finger lifted up my chin.
"Good girl" after a quick peck the light changed and soon we were at school. All eyes were on us. The new hot guy and "it" girl got together after two days! Hells yeah we did!
The whispers of jealous hoes never bothered me. I was used to it. But I realized that Daren may not be. "You ok, babe?" his eyes were looking straight ahead.
" yeah I'm ok. I just don't know why they're staring, I haven't given them a reason to...yet" his smirk making me laugh.
But I couldn't help but wonder what he meant. Not yet?
On our way to class, we stopped by my locker. Darren casually leaned against the other lockers just looking at me in a protective manner. So. Fucking. Hot.
" Shit" I dropped my book but before I could bend down, he leaned to grab it for me. Ah such a gentleman. In the split second he was down some random guy slapped my ass.
Darren did not like that.
In seconds he grabbed the guy by his collar. Darren toured over him, pushing him against the red lockers. "GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OF MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND YOU CHEETO FINGERD ASS WIPE!!" the look of terror on that poor guy's face was the same as mine.
I'd never seen Darren like that before. He had been nothing but sweet to me. Yeah he is dominant in bed but I had never seen him angry. " Babe stop!" I grabbed his arm to pull Darren off of him but he was too strong.
He was unfazed by my words. It's like he couldn't hear me. The veins in his neck were popping and his muscles were flexed. It was honestly kind of hot-damn it snap out of it!
"DARREN STOP NOW!" With that, he froze about to deliver another shove. His eyes softened when he saw me. His body relaxed and he let go of the guy who ran for the hills. "What was that?!" I asked.
He just grunted. "Talk to me, baby." I cupped his face but he shook me off. The tension never left his muscles as he pulled me to class. " we're gonna be late" the whole class, he didn't look at me. His hand wasn't on my thigh. It felt cold without him
I tried talking to him but he only answered when he needed to. Little "im fine" and "don't worry about it" was all I got. Not gonna lie I was pissed. But it was kinda sweet how protective he was of me. I just didn't know why he wouldn't talk to me.
He looked angry. So angry. I didn't know who he was angry at. Me? Himself? That guy? Who knows. All I knew was that things are gonna get a lot messier around here.
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-Love, V
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