Becoming His

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We sat in his car, my lungs threatening to explode as I tried to catch my breath as I put my head back against the headrest.

He swore as he turned to look at me, not an ounce of sweat on him, his breathing totally regular as I gaped at him.

‘Are you even fucking human? I am dying.’ I gasped as he began to laugh, shaking his head.

‘Babe, I have to run faster than that about three times a day, for a lot longer than that.’ He smirked as I huffed, my eyes falling on his phone.

‘Can I see it?’

He held it out in between his forefinger and his thumb casually, as he sighed.

‘I can’t fucking believe it. I thought maybe you had it wrong.’

He shook his head as he stared out of the window, as I pressed play on the video. It was shaky, but suddenly I saw Elena sitting on the teachers desk, her legs wrapped around Mr Herbert as he kissed her deeply. There was no mistaking that they were clearly involved sexually as she began to loosen his belt, her fingers expertly opening the zipper on his jeans with her other hand.

‘She’s an expert.’ I muttered as I felt Bailey stroke my face.

‘Yes, at being a slut.’ He remarked darkly as I handed him the phone back, shuddering as I did. I knew it was entirely irrelevant to the matter at hand, but all I could think about was that she had once used those expert moves on my boyfriend. I glanced over to see he was saving the file to his phone and I sighed heavily.

‘What are we going to do?’

He rubbed his jaw, his long fingers caressing his stubble. He turned to look at me, his eyes seeming lighter with the sunlight that was streaming in through the window.

‘I don’t know yet. But I don’t want you to worry about it. She’s a big girl. She isn’t our concern.’ He shrugged as he leaned over, taking the opportunity to kiss me fully on the mouth. Despite the drama of the afternoon, I found myself getting lost in his kiss, his mouth tasting deliciously of mint as my tongue explored it. My fingers tugged at his hair as I felt him groan against me, as he pulled away. I watched in confusion as he slid his hand under his seat, letting the seat slide back before pulling me swiftly over to him. I let out a squeal as he buried his face in my neck, before our mouths met again in a heated embrace. My body wanted his so bad, yet I was aware we were sat in the school car park, hardly the ideal make out place.

‘You drive me fucking crazy.’ He muttered as I leaned back against the steering wheel, my hands sliding up his top and onto his hard chest. I bit my lip and his eyes darkened as he leaned forward, his hand on the back of my head as he pulled me towards him. I opened my mouth to kiss him when he surprised me by biting on my bottom lip, softly at first as he held my gaze, then harder as I cried out.

‘I warned you about biting your lip, Annabelle.’

I could taste blood as I gasped, as he gave me a smug grin. I narrowed my eyes at him then when he looked at me mischievously.

‘Fancy doing it here?’

I folded my arms as I laughed, shaking my head.

‘No. Can you imagine?’

He put his head back on the head rest as he ran his finger down my chin, onto my neck and down my chest.

‘Yes. Yes I fucking can.’

I sucked in a sharp breath as he held his hands up, his face suddenly serious.

‘Unless you want me to fuck you regardless of what you say, I suggest you get off my hard dick.’ He suggested as I scrambled to get off him, whilst secretly wondering if he would just take me despite my protests. Mmm, maybe he could go a little Christian Grey on me.

‘Damn, I was hoping you would’ve stayed put.’ He growled as he adjusted himself. I took the opportunity to shamelessly study him, this man who had the power to turn me into a moist mess by just batting those eyelashes at me. His skin looked flawless, not a freckle in sight, a slight year round tan dominated his skin tone. His hair was never really styled, but I had noticed lately it was getting longer and I had to confess I liked it that way. I reached over and touched it as he snapped his head up to look at me.

‘Alright there sweetheart?’

‘No.’ I whispered hoarsely. He leaned over to kiss me again as he stopped halfway, nodding towards the school.

‘Here she is.’ He commented drily as we watched Elena sashaying out of school like she owned it. She stopped and rummaged in her bright pink bag before pulling out a mirror and lip gloss, reapplying it carefully, before admiring her reflection. She snapped the compact shut and threw a glance in the direction of Baileys car. She glared at us before flipping the bird in our direction as Bailey reacted by opening his car door. I tried to grab his arm but I was too late, he was half out of the car as he bellowed her name.

‘Elena! How was detention? What did you do, practice Biology?’ He cackled as she frowned at him in confusion, her eyes falling on me.

‘Oh are you giving her a ride tonight? I didn’t know if she would be riding with White again. He even came to see her at lunch, how sweet. Bye bye Bailey.’ She drawled as my face fell, her lips curling into a snarl as she flounced off. Bailey began to go after her but I managed to grab him with both hands, calling out his name. He slumped back in the seat angrily as he smacked the steering wheel with his hand.

‘What lies is she spouting now? God shes a fucking bitch. If she was a fucking guy I’d smash her straight in the mouth.’ He growled as he slammed the door, my heart pounding as I avoided looking at him, terrified of the confrontation that awaited me. He finally turned to look at me as he frowned.

‘Why have you gone so pale? What now?’ He demanded, his hand on mine as I gulped.

‘Erm, today I was late for school and it was raining....’

I daren’t look at his eyes, I could feel them burning into my skull as he seemed to hold his breath.

‘So I got a ride with Sam.’

The silence was deafening, albeit only momentarily.

What?′ He asked quietly as I shifted uncomfortably. I twisted my hair around my finger as I lifted my eyes to his, swallowing when I saw the anger that resided there.

‘It was raining.’ I whined, as he stared at me, unblinking.

‘Raining.’ He echoed slowly as I nodded.

‘Yeah so he just gave me a ride. Nothing happened.’

He raised his eyebrows then, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. Something about the way he looked at me made me wary, and I didn’t like it. I hadn’t done anything wrong here, but I know he and Sam had history. Why was everything so complicated?

‘I’m glad to hear you managed to control yourselves.’ He snapped coldly as he turned the engine on, peeling away from school at a rapid speed. I pulled the seatbelt around me quickly and clipped it in, noticing he didn’t have his done. I wasn’t about to tell him about road safety given the current climate.

‘And lunchtime? Was she telling the truth about that too?’ He snarled, his eyes staring dead ahead as I began to wish he would slow down, he was driving far too fast for my liking.

‘Slow down Bailey, please.’ I begged as he scoffed, not slowing down at all. I sank back into the seat as he spoke again.

‘Answer the question, Annabelle.’

‘It was gym, I was running track and him and one of his friends were at the school fence. He didn’t come to see me, he seemed to be just there.’

We pulled up at Baileys house and I sighed with relief when he turned the engine off.My relief was short lived though as he got out of the car, slamming the door shut behind him. He stomped off to the house without looking back and I groaned. Nothing as awkward as sitting in the driveway in your boyfriends car when you are having an argument. I reluctantly opened the door, pulling my bag over my head as I leaned against the car, hot tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. I felt emotionally drained. Being his girlfriend was amazing, and I loved him, but god was he hard work. Part of me wanted to walk down the drive and head home, but I knew he would only come after me and shout at me about the dangers that I could’ve met.

I let out a long sigh as I turned to the house, determined to be strong. I hadn’t done anything wrong, and he needed to know that. I reached the front door to see it was ajar, so I walked in, leaning down to slip my shoes off. My eyes fell onto his trainers that were by the doorway, my eyes running up the legs and broad torso that had arms folded over it. I looked at him nervously as he watched me with an accusatory glare.

‘Do you not think it odd, that he happened to be there when it was raining?’ He asked as he sighed, his hand reaching out to tuck my hair behind my ear. I shook my head, my eyes wide. ‘And what, he skipped to school to stand near your gym class? I don’t fucking like him, and I don’t want him anywhere near you. He’s fucking weird.’

‘Weird?’ I asked carefully as he narrowed his eyes at me.

‘Yes, weird. Promise me you won’t go anywhere with him on your own, ever again.’ He pleaded with me as I frowned, wondering what the history was between them that was so bad I couldn’t be alone with him.

‘Okay, Bailey. Okay.’

He breathed out a sigh of relief as he pulled me towards him.

‘So shall we go have make up sex?’ He growled into my ear, his lips nibbling on my earlobe slightly as I closed my eyes, allowing him to guide me to the stairs happily.

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