'Cause I'm gonna make you see there's nobody else here, no one like me. I'm special, so special. I've got to have some of your attention. – The Pretenders
Eli headed home with his head down and his hands shoved deep in his pocket. He was trying very hard not to think. Sadly, the thoughts were coming anyway, too fast and insistent to be ignored. He had just had a crazy, hot, sexy make out session with Holly J. Holly freakin' J! What the hell was wrong with him? For that matter, what the hell was wrong with her?
He shook his head and moodily kicked a rock out of his way. He'd been heading to the auditorium to get away for a minute, to just clear his head. He'd tried to talk to Clare again, and she'd blown him off again. In a nice way, but still. To make matters worse, she'd looked scared. Scared. Of him. As if he'd ever hurt her. Usually, the only person he ended up hurting was himself.
So he had to get out of there before he started screaming, or worse, crying like a girl. And yeah, he knew he'd run into Holly J on the way there, but she was standing right in the middle of the hallway. Who does that? So what if he hadn't stopped? He kind of had more important things on his mind. And then she followed him and started yelling. So he had yelled back. The girl was a nut job. Except he kind of enjoyed it. Clare might have been afraid of him, but Holly J certainly wasn't. It was kind of nice to not have someone look at him like they thought he was going to go all Columbine on them.
Then, all of a sudden, they were kissing. How the hell was anyone supposed to see that one coming? And it was serious kissing. Throw down on the floor and screw your brains out kissing. Then when it was over, she was standing there staring at him all beautiful and fragile and hot with this look in her eyes that made him afraid of what would happen next. So he ran. Huh. That was embarrassing.
That girl was dangerous. Touching her bad been like getting electrocuted, his body was still vibrating from it. He'd never felt anything like it. Well, he was just going to have to stay away from her. Yeah, definitely the best course of action. For all he knew, she was already plotting to take out a restraining order on him. Girls like Holly J never wanted to have anything to do with guys like him anyway. So he'd just forget it ever happened. If only he could get his brain to cooperate….
Holly J had passed a very sleepless night. It seemed like every time she closed her eyes she got an instant relay of the day's events. Then when she factored in all of the time she'd spent trying to develop a plan to get Eli alone, then discarding those plans as worthless, she felt like she was running on empty.
In the end she decided that simple was the way to go. She was going to have to get him after school. As much as she wanted him, she wasn't about to get busted for cutting class. Also, if she was going to get embarrassingly rejected, she preferred it not be in front of the Degrassi student body. She would just have to make sure he stayed after. A stuck locker was the most natural way to ensure that he didn't leave right after the final bell. Plus, he couldn't bolt again if he didn't have his stuff. She would simply get a bathroom pass during last period, detour by his locker and superglue the combo lock. Then she could show up and take care of business. Easy as pie.
It had seemed like the perfect plan last night, but now standing in front of her own locker, she was starting to doubt herself. What if the lock trick didn't work? True, she had tested it out five times last night after an emergency trip to the hardware store, but still. What if he told her to get lost? Well, if he blows me off, then it's his loss. She huffed out a breath and lifted her chin. He is just a boy, after all. She closed her locker and turned just in time to see him walking into a classroom down the hall. She felt her breath hitch and her heart do a slow tumble in her chest. Ok, so maybe he wasn't just a boy. But she was Holly J, damn it. Holly J always got what she wanted. Usually.
"Hey space cadet," Fiona walked up behind her and linked their arms together. "I've been trying to text you all morning."
"Sorry, Fi, I must have forgotten to turn my phone on." Holly J forced herself to stop staring at the door Eli had disappeared into and turned to face her friend.
"Really?" Fiona raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "That's like Vin Diesel deciding to become a drag queen. Kind of shocking and really, really scary."
"Dork," Holly J stuck out her tongue.
"Yeah, well let's get to class. Seriously though, do you think he has the legs to pull it off?" Fiona dragged her down the hall to first period.
"Okay. Okay. Just breathe." Holly J smoothed her hair down and resisted the urge to bolt from the school and run home to hide under the covers. She carefully inhaled through her nose, then exhaled through her mouth. Just. Calm. Down. She checked her reflection in the bathroom mirror one last time. Satisfied, she made her way to the door and cautiously poked her head out. The coast was clear. The majority of the students had either left for the day or were safely locked into after school activities.
As she made her way towards the hallway where Eli's locker was, she paused to listen. Yup, she could hear him cursing from here. Allowing herself small smile, she offered a silent thank you to the person who invented superglue. Then she took a deep breath, let it out and casually rounded the corner.
"Eli." She stopped and leaned back against the locker next to his, dropping her bag beside her.
"Holly J," she saw the muscle in his jaw tighten and jump. Then he sighed. "Great."
"Problems?" she asked sweetly.
"More than you'll ever know," he muttered tuning to face her. "What do you want?"
"After what happened yesterday, can you really ask that question with a straight face?" She managed to get the question out calmly even though she felt like she was about to puke.
He looked at her for a long second, then slowly walked around until he was standing directly in front of her. She looked him directly in the eye and felt excitement start to race through her body. Suddenly he leaned forward and slammed his hands on the locker behind her. Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes widened, but she refused to break the eye contact.
"This," he leaned closer and motioned between the two of them, "is never going to happen."
"Because you don't want it to or because you won't let it?" Her voice came out low and breathy.
He didn't answer right away, instead smirking a little. "Aren't you afraid of what I'll do to you?"
"I'm not afraid of you Eli," Holly J's eyes dropped to his lips.
"Maybe you should be," his voice was seductive as he whispered to her.
"Maybe you should be afraid of me," she whispered back, then reached up and grabbed the collar of his polo shirt and pulled him to her.
He didn't resist, just reached for her and crushed her body to his. When their lips touched, she felt electricity surge through her again. It was better than she remembered, better than the dreams she had about him all night.
When he suddenly pulled away from her she felt like she had been doused with cold water, "Wha-"
"We can't… not here," Eli's breath was ragged and his eyes glazed. He grabbed her bag in one hand and her arm with the other and pulled her into the nearest classroom. He dropped the bag by the door and locked it behind them.
When he turned back to her, the desire she saw in his eyes made her knees go weak and her breath catch in her throat. She licked her lips as he walked towards her and backed her up against the front row of desks, then gasped as he slid his hands around her waist and lifted her up and deposited her on the top of the desk behind her. When he nudged her legs apart and pulled her hips flush against his, she had to work really hard at not passing out. She couldn't seem to catch her breath at all; this whole thing was just so hot.
"You are so sexy," Eli whispered into her ear before lowering his lips to her neck. Holly J's eyes fluttered closed as he worked his way down her neck and began to pull her shirt out of her skirt. When she felt his warm hands trailing up her back, she unconsciously pressed her hips even closer to his. God, she just wanted to get rid of the clothes altogether and…suddenly her eyes snapped open.
"Shit!" She groaned in frustration.
"What?" Eli raised his head to look at her. "What's that noise?"
"My alarm. I have to leave for dialysis. Shit, fuck, damn, piss." She sighed as he lifted her down from the desk, but he didn't step back, so she was still pressed against him. "Sorry" she tipped her head back to look up at him.
He offered her a lopsided grin that made her heart speed up again. "It's cool and probably for the best. We are still at school and all."
"Yeah. This is getting to be a habit with me," she muttered an pulled away from him reluctantly. She walked over to her bag and fished out the pair of bolt cutters and extra lock she had been carrying around all day and held them out to him. "Here."
"Um…" Eli scrunched his eyebrows as he took them from her and looked at her questioningly.
"I superglued your lock," she admitted matter-of- factly.
El let out a shocked chuckle and shook his head.
"Ok, I really have to go now." Holly J hustled out of the room and started down the hall. She had only taken about four steps before she turned and ran back to the room. Eli was still standing contemplating the bolt cutters when she launched herself into his arms and kissed him hard.
"We're not finished here," she warned him and then ran back out of the room and down the hall.