My Blade Of Love

Chapter Four

*photo above is Parker*

*Mia's POV*

A small smile graced my lips as I open my car door and seat myself in. I wave to my friends as I leave the house. Lily's date had gone well and she hadn't looked up from her phone, a smile plastered on her face, but Natilyn had waved back before slipping into her own car.

I run my fingers through my still wet hair and sigh. I slept in and I'm already ten minutes late for my lesson, and looking at the traffic I'll be another 30 minutes late.

I groan and slam my palms on the steering wheel as I'm caught at another red light. I grab my phone out of my purse and toss the bag into the passenger seat. I wish I had the number so they wouldn't worry. I sigh again and pull forward. Quickly, I plug in the aux cord and shuffle my music.

I bob my head to the music and sing along to my favorite songs. I tap my thumbs against the steering wheel and think back to the last lesson. The thought leads me to giggle. Then realizing that I'm insane for giggling for absolutely no reason, by myself, I cut it short and focus on driving so I'm not later than I have to be.

Soon I'm pulling into the alleyway. Tyler is by my door in an instant. He pulls it open before I even have time to shut off the car. He pulls me out of the car and to his chest. I begin to slightly panic as he squishes me to his chest. He ignores my struggles as he buries his head in my neck.

Realizing he's not going to hurt me, I stop struggling against him, but I can't stop the panic that surges at his touch. strangely, his smell and the tingles shooting across my body calms the panic and I embrace him back.

When he's seemingly calm, I push against his chest. "Tyler" He... growls? And pulls me tighter.

"Tyler, let the poor girl go." Purple-hair comes to my rescue and reluctantly his arms loosen around me and eventually he lets go all together. He drops his head like a puppy when he's in trouble. Purple-hair pushes him out of the way just when I was about to comfort him. "Oh, don't worry about him, sweetheart. He was just worried is all."

"Thank you..."

"Oh my gravy! I never introduced myself! I'm Dillian!" I chuckle.

"Thank you, Dillian" She waves her hand to dismiss me and drags me to the practice room where Tyler sat on the couch with his head in his hands. Dillian quickly excused herself from the room.

Shyly I approached Tyler. When he didn't look up, I sat next to him and rubbed my hand across his shoulders and back. He sat up and opened his arms. Giving me a puppy dog face, I give in and place myself in his lap. I've never been this close to a male in years.

He gives me a small smile and squeezes me closer to him. His puppy dog face never leaves and I giggle. I lift my hands and squish his cheeks together, which causes me to laugh harder.

He whimpers and I give him a quick peck on the cheek, which Immediately makes him brighten.

One of his large hands rises from my waist and places a few strands of hair behind my ear. He cocks his head to the side and licks my cheek. I giggle and raise his bangs from his forehead. His eyes seem darker but I shrug it off.

His grey-blue eyes connect with mine and he smiles. "Should we get to practice?"

He nods and adjusts me on his lap so he can reach around me. "So you can play both kinds of guitars, anything else you can do?"

"Sing, dance a little, I played volleyball for a few years, I was in cheer as well."

"You're full of all kinds of surprises." He smiles at me and I shrug. "Would you ever sing for me?" He pecks my nose and I giggle.

"I suppose" His smile lights up the room and he pleads with me to sing now. I reach behind me and grab the small acoustic laying on the ground and hand it to him. He glances up at me through his bangs, waiting.

I tap my finger on my chin and his wonderful laugh fills the room causing me to smile. "Do Adele" I decide at last and he nods.

His fingers elegantly slide across the strings as he plays Someone Like You. I begin to sing and he eyes never leave mine, awe and love filling them. I blush and hide my face in my hands once I finish, I usually don't sing in front of people.

He pulls me back onto his lap after placing the guitar beside him. "That was lovely" He nuzzles my neck and whispers "can we stay like this, forever?" He whispers and I sigh. I could handle that. Then I frown at myself, I had only just met this man, am I turning into a slut?

I almost fall off his lap as the door is slammed open.