This has become my new favorite story to write :) But tbh I miss writing Shadow so much :((((
16. You Really Like Him.
"C'mon just one" Carter whines, leaning against the lockers.
"No Carter"
"Pleeease" He begs "I'll never ask again"
"That's a lie" I roll my eyes playfully.
"Nope it isn't, instead I'll just take them without asking" He winks and I laugh "Come on Baby" He smirks, wrapping his arms around me.
"Fine, just one" I smile, my hands on his shoulders. He smiles brightly, pulling me closer to him, and pressing his lips to mine. I keep it short and sweet pulling away.
"Brogan that's not fair" He whines.
"You said just one" I giggle, leaning up and kissing his cheek "Now I have to go to class"
"I'll miss you"
"You better" I smirk, turning around and walking to History class.
"So you and Carter huh?" Oliver says when I sit down.
"I don't know" I shake my head "I don't think he'd be able to do it" I shrug.
"Do what?"
"An actual relationship, I mean it's Carter"
"Oh" He nods "Well do you like him?"
"Kind of" I blush "Okay maybe a lot" I grin.
"Good for you" He smiles, but something about it isn't genuine.
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"Brogan, can we talk?" Ella asks, coming up to me.
"No" I shake my head.
"Please, I have some things I want to say"
"No" I walk past her, going to sit with Oli and Mark at the lunch table.
"Hey" Mark smiles.
"H-"
"Tell me about you and Carter" He cuts me off, resting his chin on his hand.
"There's nothing to tell" I shrug.
"Oh come on please" He begs, and from the corner of my eyes I can see Carter, he's staring at me, and when I turn my head, he motions to the back entrance of the cafeteria before getting up himself and walking out of it.
"Really, there's nothing to tell" I shake my head "There's nothing going on with the two of us. I have to pee, I'll be back" I stand up, and walking out the same doors Carter did. When I step out, a hand grabs my wrist pulling me into the hallway leading to the workshops.
"Hi" He smiles, leaning down to kiss me. I hum in approval, letting his lips move with mine, before pulling away.
"Hi" I smile.
"How's your day been?" He asks sweetly, his fingers lacing through mine.
"Stressful" I sigh "How about yours?"
"Better now" He smiles, kissing my cheek.
"You're really cheesy today, you know that?" I chuckle, and he shrugs.
"Is that so bad?" He nudges his shoulder against mine.
"No, not at all" I shake my head, a smile forming on my lips.
"Good" He kisses my cheek.
"I should probably get back" I mumble, and he nods.
"Leave your window unlocked" He smirks, letting go of my hand.
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Bulletproof
Fanfiction"This isn't fair, don't you try to blame this on me, my love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me." *Warning: This story contains, violence, drug abuse, sexual content and explicit language*