Bought For Protection

19

Hunter didn't let go of my hand until we were in class, I could feel the eyes of everyone digging into my skin, it was not an unknown feeling, I had been getting starred at all my life but this time it was different it was not just me. They were looking at our conjoined hands.

After the intense moment in our car, Hunter has been extremely clingy. It's not like I don't admire it but something was going on in his sturdy mind.

"Hunter, let go of my hand, everyone is staring," I mumbled not liking the attention, I tried pulling my hand away from his not he only held it tighter

"I'm not letting go of your hand, Alexander, you are mine," he said so easily "Everyone should know that," my cheeks flared with blood rushing into my face.

I didn't think his bluntness and shamelessness would know no bounds, I coughed trying to clear my throat.

"Hunter we are at school, behave," I hissed at him, and then pressed a tiny kiss on his cheek, he looked smug at the encounter and smirked.

I shook my head at him as the amusement was clear in his beautiful eyes, he leaned and kissed my lips pulling my bottom lip inside his warm and sexy mouth and biting it. I gasped at his endeavors and pushed him off of me.

He laughed and pulled back, it was refreshing to see him let loose, I smiled at him and admired the crinkle in his eyes, all this time he looked as if the burden of the world was on his shoulders, and now at this moment he looked free, lively and a teenager. Just like he is meant to be.

"I will see you later," he kissed me one last time and then disappeared in the hallway.

Ambrose came skipping toward me, I narrowed my eyes at his haunting smile, and he stood in front of me blocking my way inside the classroom "What?" I question watching his crazy smile.

"Hmm. Nothing, just watching my best friend falling in love," he taunts "Alex and Hunter sitting in a tree k.i.s.s.i.n.g" he sings.

I roll my eyes at his third-grade teasing "You are an adult, Ambrose," I say before shoving his laughing body off of the doorway and walking to my regular seat he pops in beside me

"I'm not the only one who's grown up my friend, looks like your childhood crush has evolved to its teen phase, I'm proud of you," he gloats.

I shake my head at him and take out my textbook, for a second his voice disappears, it gets too quiet which makes me look at him, he looks nervously at someone who has just entered the room, I follow his gaze and find the vice-captain, I forgot his name but he is friends with Blake.

I watched my best friend stare at this newcomer with invisible drool on his face, he looked dazed and out of it, Blake's friend turned and looked directly into Ambrose's eyes, and they started heatedly until the spell broke and He was attacked by someone, she hugged him tightly whining something into his ears but his gaze didn't waver, he didn't stop looking at Ambrose as she kissed his lips like a starved animal.

Ambrose snapped his attention off of them and stared at holes in the poor table, I stared between the two of them and tried to find a link. He smiled at her slightly but every bone in my body said it was fake, he pulled himself off of her and sat at the back of the classroom, I could feel his intense stares at Ambrose, he was watching him like a hawk.

"So, is it just me, or does Blake's friend seem overly interested in you?" I asked breaking the silence.

"He is not, he has a girlfriend, " he mumbled before throwing his book forcefully onto the tables, I felt bad for it

Before I could inquire about it some more our homeroom teacher walked in, and that was the end of our conversation. Ambrose lost his smile and giddiness from this morning. This Ambrose had issues and the issue was none other than the one sitting at the very back glaring daggers at him.

I let it go for the moment but not for long, I will get it out of him eventually.

Ambore and I separated for our next class and guess what, who was I sharing it with my lovely boyfriend, is it too early to say boyfriend? Am I rushing into it too much? I mean we did say we loved each other but who knows what this generation considered love?

I sat next to him at the very back and smiled, he smiled back before pulling me beside him. He didn't concentrate the entire time, he only had eyes on me, and It felt amazing. It's bad, very bad that he didn't concentrate on the class but I loved the way he looked at me. I had everything in the notes I could share with him later but right now I enjoyed his eyes on me.

"Hunter stop looking at me like that," I whispered

"Looking like what?" he challenges his hand moving to sit on my knee.

I choked "Hunter," I wheezed desperate to get his hand off of me before I had a full-blown boner in front of the whole class.

His hand moved up as he leaned closer to my body "I wish we were alone," his sudden confession had my heart beating out of my chest.

I glared at him in full force "Stop it," I shook his hand off of me, and he chuckled finding my misery hilarious.

I glared at him harder " You find it funny now, wait till we get home, I will have you begging for forgiveness, " I said but didn't realize the weight of the words.

His eyes clouded over with lust and hunger, and he leaned closer to mine and whispered darkly "I will get on my knees begging any time you want, but I would love to see you on your knees begging for my c**k, " he said while his thumb cherishes my lower lip pulling it just a little.

I lost my ability to breathe, and I had never heard of Hunter speaking in such a vulgar language but I loved it. The goosebumps on my skin were not of anger or that I didn't like the way he spoke it was because I liked it too much, for the first time in my life I couldn't wait to get home.