chapter 15

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Aubrey POV

I stand there for what feels like hours as I wrap my head around what just happened. Hearing the bell go off indicating the next class is about to start I jump startled and immediately go gather my things. 

The rest of the day passes without me seeing Ian and for that I am very grateful. 

"Ready to go princess" Spencer says leaning against the locker next to mine as I get my stuff.

"Almost" I say momentarily looking at him and then focusing on trying to stuff all my books in my bag. 

My bag and the books I am trying to stuff in are all of a sudden ripped from my grasp. 

"Leave" I hear Ian say. I look up to see him holding my stuff and staring directly at Spencer.

"I think I'm good thanks" Spencer says staring straight back at Ian.

Ian clenches his jaw and uses his free hand to usher me behind him. I can only oblige with the amount of force he is using. 

"Gray what the hell-" I start to say but am cut off by Ian talking to Spencer.

"I would leave if I were you" Ian says bringing his hand from caging me behind him to lift up his shirt. I can't see what is underneath but I can gather from Spencer's shocked expression.

"Dude what the fuck?!" Spencer says, quickly looking at me to make sure I'm ok and I just nod.

"Don't look at her" Ian snaps and brings his hand to push me further behind him. He keeps his hand there wrapped around my head and trapped against his back. His other hand still holding onto all my stuff.

"Spencer it's ok, you can go" I say but it's slightly muffled since my face is pressed against Ian's back.

"You heard the lady" Ian says, if I could see him now I know he would be smirking.

"Aubs I'm not leaving" Spencer grits out.

"Oh just go already" Ian says getting exasperated. 

"Spencer, don't worry it's all good, I'll text you when I get home" Ian growls slightly at the last part and pulls me closer to him.

"Aubrey" Spencer says, you can hear the resignation in his voice.

"Spencer go" I say, really hating the fact I'm making him worry. I don't like this and the attention it is bringing. 

"Don't you fucking hurt her Ian, or I swear" Spencer says and I can hear him get closer. 

Ian just chuckles darkly, I can feel his body rumble. 

A few seconds later, yet it feels like an eternity, Ian turns me around, resting his hand on my shoulder to make sure I can't leave. "Hmmm, I'm pretty sure I said not to talk to him" now directing his dark gaze at me.

We are so close and he towers above me so I have to crane my neck to look up at his face. "Ian he is my friend, the friend I had when you dropped me like the shit on the bottom of your shoe and then disappeared for two days" I say trying hard so he can't hear the cracks in my voice.

Ian's gaze on me softens and he removes his hand from my shoulder and runs his hands through his hair. I step back slightly and this brings his hand back down onto my shoulder, making sure I can't move away any further.

"Fuck" he mutters and then leans forward to rest his forehead against mine. His minty breath fans across my face and he says "I'm so sorry angel"

I shrug in response and then he stands tall again and looks down at me. He uses his free hand to cup my cheek and says "I was just trying to protect you"

"Ayyy Gray, before we leave we just-" Ian's intimidating friends say as they walk in from the entrance of the school, but stop abruptly when they see Ian and I and his hand caressing my cheek. Ian quickly drops his hand and stares at me with a look filled with hatred. 

"Fucking nerd bitch" Ian says dropping my stuff he held all over the floor so my papers and books scattered across the hallway.

"Yo dude, this hottie piss you off or something" the blonde guy says laughing, as I bend down to try and pick my stuff up.

"Had her hands all over me, she didn't seem to understand that I couldn't give two flying shits about her" Ian scoffs, refusing to look at me. I tried so hard to mask the hurt I was feeling and put on my coldest expression. 

I can't believe him. Is he really that embarrassed to be seen with me? Wow. I literally can't keep up.

"Always the innocent looking ones the most clingy" the other guy with a scar across his nose says.

"So what you need boys" Ian says looking down at me as I try and organise my notes back into the textbook. He really managed to spread everything everywhere, thanks Ian.

They begin talking and I tune them out and gather the last of my shit. I don't bother stuffing it into my bag because it's too hard. I stand up and start walking rapidly down the halls to escape. 

"Later gorgeous" I hear one of the guys say and I just ignore them. 

I step outside and oh great it's raining! Bloody brilliant. The rain pours down on me and soaks me within minutes. I don't intend on rushing inside again so I run over to the bus stop shelter. 

I sit down and sigh, I try for about 5 minutes to shove everything into my bag. Bloody Ian. That mothertrucker. I am never- UGH.

Once everything is in my fingers hurt from trying to pull the zip harshly. I refuse to cry. I feel the tears brim but I refuse to cry. I will not cry over some insecure twat. Bet he has a tiny dick. 

I can't call my parents to come pick me up because they are out of town for the next week. I feel bad texting any of my friends, because I would hate to inconvenience them, plus they have only known me for not even a week. 

I shrug my bag onto my shoulders and brace myself for the walk home. I pull up on google maps the route and it says it should be about a 40minute walk, I was going to catch the bus but the next one comes in an hour. 

I pull the hood on my hoodie up and walk into the rain, continuing to be drenched by mother nature's tears. I feel you mother nature, I feel you.

I am absolutely freezing after about 15 minutes of walking, my clothes have become heavy and I can't stop shaking. Shit maybe I should have just called one of my friends. I pull out my phone to text Spencer when I am startled by someone yelling.

"ANGEL? IS THAT YOU" 

I look up to see Ian in his car with the window rolled down. Oh great. When I look up he sees me and stops the car. But I quickly look away rolling my eyes and keep walking. 

"WAIT ANGEL STOP" Ian says starting the car again and driving slowly beside me as I keep walking. Now I can't text Spencer because he shouldn't have to deal with moody Ian.

I ignore him, refusing to look at him and keep walking with newfound purpose to get as far away from Ian as humanly possibly.

"Come on get in the car angel please, you must be so cold" Ian says sounding almost as broken as I feel. 

I continue to ignore him and then see in my peripheral vision that his car is stopped. I think maybe he has given up when suddenly two large hands turn me around and take my bag off my back.

"Oi!" I say rather loudly reaching to grab the bag out from his grasp.

"Fuck Angel your lips are purple" Ian mutters, his jaw clenching and himself now becoming drenched by the rain. 

"Come on get in the car" he says grabbing my hand and starting to pull me to his parked car. I stop dead in my tracks and shake my head profusely. There is no way in hell I am getting in a car with him.

"No thanks, I'd rather die" I say 

"Nope" Ian says and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder

"Put me down you bastard!" I shout as I wriggle in his grip and swat at his back.

"Sure" Ian says as he places me in the passenger seat of his car, he closes the door and uses the key to lock the car before I can try and open it myself.

Ian chucks my bag in his boot then makes his way to the driver's side and gets in the car. Ian looks at me with concern swelling in his silver eyes. I just roll my eyes and try to open the door, my attempts futile against the locked door. 

Ian reaches into the back seat and then says "Angel"

I remain facing out the window. "Angel please" he says his voice sounding broken.

I turn slowly to see him with the same concerned face holding a black hoodie. Must be his.

"Here put this on" he says giving it to me.

I just look at him with a 'are you serious' look and then turn to look back out the window.

"Fuck Angel" he says, and I can see in the reflection him running his hands through his hair furiously. 

"Just take off your fucking hoodie and put on this one" he says sounding slightly frustrated. I give him no response.

"Angel please, I don't want you to get sick" he says his voice turning softer. 

I am trying to be as stubborn as possible but I am still freezing and my body is shaking so much, even with high heat Ian has going in the car.

"Look away" I say sternly turning to face him.

He looks startled and cutely covers his eyes with his hands, putting the hoodie on his lap.

I peel off my soaking hoodie which is so heavy and then take off my wet shirt. 

"Don't look" I say as I reach over to Ian's side and grab the hoodie off his lap. I quickly pull the hoodie over my head. I close my eyes and bask in its warmth.

I all of a sudden feel the hood being brought over my head and I open my eyes to Ian leaning over me tightening the hood strap. 

I look into his eyes and see them swirling with concern and adoration. Completely dumbfounded on what to do with him so close I just look at him with widened eyes. Before he pulls away he does up my seatbelt.

"Angel I-" he starts but I cut him off.

"Don't" I say sternly, done with his bullshit and done with his meaningless apologies.

I see in my peripheral vision his jaw clench and him tighten his hold of the steering wheel obviously trying not to lash out his anger onto me. Instead he stays quiet and pulls away from the curb.

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