He love me but i hate him...

I was walking down the way to my locker, looking at the ground when i bumped into a wall..or someone and fall on the ground. I looked up to see a tall guy with white supra, black jeans, full white v-neck t-shirt and a black leather jacket, his hair were light brown in a quiff and deep hazel eyes, I pick up my things, put them on my bag and get up wishpering things under my breath thinking he wouldn't hear me and before i knew what was happening, i was pinned up against the wall with a tight grip on my wrists. I keep my look on the ground not daring to look up at him. "What was that?" His voice was deep and harsh. Then he come down near my ear "Say it again, i dare you" i dont answer, scared shitless of what he would do next.