Chapter 24 : His Possessive side

"Harley, wait stop!" I reach out for him but he continued roaming the halls looking for a particular person. I knew he would strike at any moment, he just waited to get off school grounds like that's ever stopped him from ending up in the back of a police car.

"I told you not to do anything stupid!" I chase after him while wiping the sweat off my forehead. My gosh, he's fast and he's only walking! Am I just that damn slow? Harley turned the hallway corner and stopped making me bump into his back.

"You!" He said and walked across the hall. A guy and a girl stood by a set of lockers talking but stopped to give Harley their full attention. "Have you see Jayden?" He asked harshly.

"Yeah, 2 hours ago. There was an ambulance here taking him away. He was hurt pretty badly," The guy said, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "Good," Harley muttered. The girl standing next to the guy glanced at me as I stood behind Harley and gave me a sympathy smile.

"Let's go," Harley pulled at my arm making me yelp in surprise. "Would you slow down and listen to me?!" I pulled away from his grip once we were outside of the school.

"What, what?!" He raised his voice and spun around. I jumped back at his tone and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry for yelling i-" I held my hand up, cutting his sentence off.

"You can't just keep going around and fighting people. You know mom hates when you get in trouble! Damon already beat him up, if you do something you'll most likely end up killing him!"

"And? He deserves to get fucked up! Do you know what he did to you?!" He yelled back.

"Yes I do, but I'm trying really hard not to think about it! If you do this... you may get suspended from playing the game," I added a sigh at the end. Harley stared at me for a few seconds before shaking his head.

"You are so soft. You care about people too much."

"Hey, I do not care what happens to that jerk!"

"Sure doesn't seem like it. I mean, come on Hermione, he almost took advantage of you!" He yelled making me take another step back. I was taken aback by his words and felt the air get sucked from my lungs. He knows?!

"W-What?"

"Yeah, I know what he almost did to you. And when I see him, he's gonna wish he didn't leave the hospital," He balled his fist and started pacing back and forth out of anger.

"H-How did you find out?" I mumbled and folded my arms. Harley stopped pacing around and looked at me disappointedly, "Joslin told me."

What?!

"She said that Jayden told her what happened. Of course, I didn't believe he tired 'hooking up' with you, I know Jayden. He tried taking advantage of you."

I stared at the floor for a few seconds, feeling my lip tremble. I just wish I could run away from this place and never come back. I hate everything and everyone!

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I-I wanted to b-but I knew you were gonna-" My sentence got cut off by Harley wrapping his arms around me tightly. I immediately hugged him back around his waist and sobbed lightly into his shirt.

"Now you see why I scare every boy away?" He mumbled and kissed my head. I pulled away and titled my head up to look at him. As I did, my vision was blurry and my eyes felt puffy.

"I'm sorry for ever stopping you," I chuckled between my tiny sobs making Harley laugh and nod his head. "I know," He said and kissed my head multiple times making me smile.

"I love you har," I snuggled my head into his chest- well stomach since he's extremely tall. "I know," He said cockily and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

I pull my head away and punch him in the stomach which didn't do much. "Be nice, I'm hurting here," He rolled his eyes playful and pulled me closer.

"Fine. I love you too," He ruffled my hair as we started walking. As we did, I looked back at the school entrance to see Damon's mom walking up the steps but I don't think she noticed us. She looked like she just left work considering she had on her uniform.

"Is Damon still in the school?" I asked and sniffed.

"Yeah, he can't leave until his mom comes to get him. He wanted our mom to come because he didn't want to see his but the principal already called her," I nodded my head slowly and stared at the empty parking lot.

I feel like I haven't seen Miss. Conway in a long time.

Once we make it to Harley's car, he got into the drivers' side. As I was about to get in on the passenger side, the school entrance door opened catching my attention. Miss. Conway walked out with Damon and scarlet behind her.

They walked out hand in hand making my heart hurt. I mean, I knew she stayed with Damon because she's his girlfriend and has the right, but I guess seeing them holding hands just triggers me.

I found myself still staring until Damon turned his head in my direction. My heart fluttered as he gave me a once over before looking away and walking with scarlet towards his mom's car.

"It's gonna be ok," I heard Harley say making me snap out of it and get inside the car, throwing my backpack on the back seat where Harley's sat. Once I shut the car door, I turned to look at him.

"What did you say?"

"Everything is gonna be ok, I promise. But can I at least give him a few punches?" He whined and I let out a breath before re-thinking his words.

"No. As much as I want you to, you can't get in trouble. fighting people doesn't solve anything. It just gives people a reason to hate you more or think of you like some 'god'," I rolled my eyes and put my seat belt on as he started the car and drove out of the parking lot and onto the street.

"Like I can ever be hated," He scoffed making me roll my eyes again but hard. "Just don't do anything, k?" I asked while staring out of the car window.

"Fine."

Yeah right, like I'm gonna believe him. He just let the conversation go as if it was nothing. Knowing Harley, he isn't going to listen to me. I don't even know why I try.

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The first thing I wake up to in the morning is the sound of music blasting loudly down the hall. Groaning loudly, I take my pillow from underneath my head and cover it over my face to somewhat block out Harley's rap music.

I whine and sit up. He just woke up the beast! and I am so not in the mood right now. I'm leaking red hell from below the waist and all I want to do is lay in bed and stuff my face with chocolate.

Shit, my stomach hurts!

I get out of my bed, lazily and open my bedroom door. As I stomp angrily towards Harley's room, the music gets louder causing my head to pound and stomach to hurt even more. Fuck!

I began banging on his door loudly, "Harley, I'm going to strangle you with a tight rope! Turn it off!" I yelled while banging louder. He then opens his door after a few seconds, the music way louder now that the door is open.

Mom and Harmony walk out of their rooms, make their way down the hall and glare at an unbothered Harley, "What?" He simply asks, clearly not caring about our sleep he rudely interrupted.

"You just woke up the beast!" I say through my gritted teeth and cringe at my own words. He chuckles, "Clearly," He mumbled and I roll my eyes.

"Harley Scott turn this shit off now!" Mom yelled over the music and I snort at her cursing.

"I swear I will murder you, Brother, or not!" Harmony said and stomped her foot, her fuzzy animal slippers making a noise as she walked away.

"Fine," He rolls his eyes, walking back inside his room and turning off the music. I sigh in relief and take a deep breath, biting my lip at the cramps in my stomach I really wanna punch.

"Happy now?"

"Very!" I give him a sarcastic smile, walking back in my room. I flop on my bed and groan.

"Welp, you're up so time for school." Mom walked into my room looking tired just like me.

"I don't wanna go," I whine and cuddle my blanket. Images of yesterday suddenly popped into my head almost making me want to shed a tear.

"Why?" Mom sits down on my bed next to me, folding her robe over her body.

I sigh realizing my mom doesn't know about the events from yesterday. She especially doesn't need to know about the post. It's still hard to believe someone would do something so mean to a human being and the whole school believed it.

"Tell me, baby," she began running her hands through my slightly tangled hair. "I have cramps," I whine and bring my blanket up to my chest.

"Oh, that time of the month," She gave me a sympathy smile. "Can I stay at home? I'm not in the mood to be educated," I mumbled and stared at her with puppy dog eyes.

"And I'm not in the mood for work, but I do it to take care of my three children. You go to school to get an education and take over my job as a parent one day," She patted my leg and got up from my bed.

"Get dressed. I'll make breakfast," she said and walked out of my room, closing the door. I groan loudly, having a mini fit.

"God, why!?" I whine while hugging my pillow.

A few seconds later, I grit my teeth, hearing Harley's music again. I wonder how his blood would look all over the front lawn once I chop his limbs off.

I get up from bed, stomping into his room. I slam open his door open, kicking his speaker repeatedly.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He pushes me back making me stumble.

"You, You is what's wrong with me! You have woken me up, I'm not in the mood so don't fuck with me!" I yelled, picking up a hairbrush that sat on the floor near my foot and threw it at him. As it flew in his direction, he ducks it immediately.

"What the hell!" He yelled, staring at me crazily.

"That was your warning!" I death stare him before storming back into my room, slamming the door shut making the door shake.

Shit, now I have to pee!

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"Woah, who twisted your panties?" Scarlet asked, leaning on a random locker next to mine. I slam mines shut, turning to face her. She frowns at my facial expression before softening her face.

"That time of the month?" I whine and lean my head on her shoulder. She gets the message and rubs my back soothingly before pulling away.

"Well, lucky for you, I happen to have a snicker in my bag," She smiled and digs inside her backpack, actually pulling out a snickers bar.

"You're serious?" I glanced at the candy than at her. She holds it out for me to take and wiggles her eyebrows.

"Fine," I snatch the candy from her hand, opening the wrapper right away and taking a bite out of the chocolate Carmel goodness.

"Feel better?"

"Not exactly but this is good," I take another bite before walking away. Scarlet ran up to my side, slinging her backpack over her shoulder.

"Something happened this morning?"

"Harley happened. He woke me up this morning with his loud music, plus mom made me come to school," I sighed deeply, glancing at the students in the hallway as they stared and whispered things probably about me.

"Does she know?"

"No, she doesn't and I want to keep it that way," I tell her as we stop at room 312 mathematics. "Why not?" Scarlet asked, taking my snickers and biting into it.

"Because she'll literally freak and have every reporter, and news channel here to talk about the situation," I rolled my eyes at the thought of my overly protective mother and take my snickers back from scarlet as we walk into class, taking a seat in the middle rows.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"I already feel like the world is against me. School was the only place where no one noticed me, now everyone is disgusted by me," I said sadly just as students started filling the classroom soon as the bell rang.

"But you did nothing wrong. That video wasn't you, " Scarlet said in a duh tone making me shake my head. Yeah, but this isn't a movie where at the end, people would understand and everything would be okay.

Then the super hot popular guy stands on top of the cafeteria table, screaming how amazing the girl is then, tells the school to leave her alone. The next day it's like it never happened.

Man, I wish.

Looking by the door, I see Damon walk in with a purple bruised cheek. My heart flutters and I ache to walk over there and take care of him. Damon sat down across the room, Scarlet and I in his full sight.

"I thought Damon was suspended?" I whispered to her so nobody would hear our conversation. Especially, Damon, he may be across the room but he has good hearing.

"His mom worked her 'charm' on the principal so he's off the hook," She made finger quotients at the word ' Charm' making me raise my eyebrow.

"What happened to his face?" I asked, glancing at Damon. "The fight with Jayden, remember?" That's Impossible. Damon didn't have not near a scratch on him, he totally lied to scarlet.

"Right."

"Do you mind if I go check on my him?" I shake my head and give her a tight-lipped smile. "I'll be fine," She sideways hugs me and gets up with her things,  walking across the room and sitting next to Damon.

They exchanged a few words before he kissed her and she lays her head on his shoulder, smiling happily. I feel my heart sink and I frown at the sight of them. Gosh, why won't this feeling go away?!

Our eyes meet for the first time since the incident. Damon eyes me from head to toe just like he did in the parking lot yesterday. There was that same look in his eyes before he looked away.

Well, that didn't hurt at all.

"Hey beautiful stranger," Brett said a little loudly making some students look our way and snicker as Damon shifted in his seat.

"Hey," I slightly smile at him as the teacher walks into class with a briefcase and sits behind his desk.

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Ugh, I don't get it!

He's been ignoring me all day!

Hasn't said not one single word to me since the fight with Jayden. Only a few glances here and there. I haven't done anything wrong, Did I? No, I didn't!

Damon is so freaking confusing! One minute he's playing with me, flirting with me. Then he's ignoring and hating me like I stole something from him. I don't get it and guys say girls are confusing, Cue my eye roll.

"Don't get to close girls, she might have a disease."

I heard a voice and high pitched laughter. I grit my teeth together as her presences slowly filled the hall with darkness."Joslin," I mumbled and spin around.

"Waiting for your next whore session?" Her minions laugh as I slam my locker, the sound echoing through the empty hallways. Joslin grins evilly at me.

"I'm not in the mood, Joslin. Leave me alone," I growl, pushing past her. As I began walking away, she grips my arm spinning me back around.

"You don't walk away from me, Ever," She gritted her teeth, tightening her grip on my arm. She stared at me with pure hatred in her eyes.

But for some reason, it seemed fake to me. The look in her eyes seemed so fake like she was putting up a front or something. Maybe I'm just imagining it because I want her to stop her bullying and leave me alone.

"Let me go!" I yank my arm but her claw-like nails dig deeper into my arm, creating a purple mark.

"You have three seconds to let her go," His voice sounded threatening. Damon.

"Oh, Damon. Hey, didn't see you there," Joslin finally let me go practically shoving her body at Damon. She pokes out her chest in an attempt to make her boobs look bigger. She then twirls her finger in between her golden blonde locks.

"Go." He said, clenching his jaw clearly annoyed with her. "Oh, so demanding," she bites her lip while running her acrylic nails down his chest.

I roll my eyes and fold my arms across my chest.

"Get out of here, Joslin. Now," He demanded. I find His demanding possessive hot not going to lie.
But I can never tell him that to his face though, that'd be embarrassing.

Joslin turns around, whipping her hair into Damon's face. Her eyes land on me and she gives me a disgusted look.

"Whore," She says then storms away, her Barbie dolls on her heels. Literally.

"Ouch! Watch it, these are designer!" She squeals, pushing the girl away. Poor her.

Damon and I are the only ones left in the hall.

"Why are you here?" He finally speaks after a very awkward silence. "Coming to my locker is a crime?" He rolls his eyes.

"Are you ok?"

"Oh, don't like you care now," I roll my eyes, picking up my backpack. But he drops on the ground and takes a few steps closer to me.

"Leave!" I stomp my foot like a 2-year-old. He stares me up and down, his bottom lip between his teeth.

"What?!" I raise my voice, getting really irritated.

Damon stares at me for a few seconds, inching closer to me by the second. Suddenly I become nervous as I looked into his eyes and saw them darken. I bite down on my lip, making him growl and slam me onto a set of lockers but not too roughly.

My breath gets caught in my throat at his closeness and an intense stare. His eyes roam my face, landing on my lips. I watched as he growled lowly, bringing his face closer to mine. His lips were three inches away from mine, I felt his breath hit my lips making me weak in my knees and I felt like I couldn't breathe as butterflies started flying around in my stomach.

"I do care," He says through gritted teeth. Damon brought his hand up to my face, running his finger over my bottom lip with his thumb. His fingers then thread through my hair making my breath hitch. I gasped as his hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing a little bit. He stared at my parted lips and leaned his body on mines, creating warmth between us. The butterflies started going wild in my stomach as my heart started pacing at the feel of his hand wrapped around my throat.

I watched as he clenched his jaw, tilting his head to the side some, observing my face. "Talk to me like that again and I'll make those pretty little pink lips swollen until they turn purple, got it?" He said in a deep whisper, rubbing his thumb over my lips again slowly. I widen my eyes at his choice of words and felt my brain go to mush.

When I didn't say anything, Damon wrapped his hand around my throat tighter, narrowing his eyes at me. "Answer me darling before I have my way with those pretty pink lips and you don't want that do you?" He whispered in my ear. Yes, yes I do want that! God, his possessive side is so hot!

"Don't speak to me like that again got it, princess?" He repeated more sternly, moving his hand from lips and gripped my hip, his other hand still wrapped around my throat.

"Yes," I choked out, letting out uneven breaths.

"Didn't think so," Damon squeezed my hip before unwrapping his hand from around my throat, backing away from me. I felt cold missing his warmth. On the bright side, I could breathe normally again.

"Go away," He said suddenly, catching me off guard.

"What?"

"Go to class," He said before walking away, leaving me here with a slushy for brain and jello for knees. I stood there speechless, my mind replaying what just happened.

I could still feel his body heat and hand on my throat. I felt all tingly inside and crossed my leg over the other as my cheeks redden. Slowly, I lift my hand bringing it up to my throat and held it there softly remembering his touch and words.

Welp, My appetite for lunch is ruined since I couldn't even think about eating right now.

His possessive side is my new favorite thing.