Austin's POV
I watched her stare into a small mirror while I fastened up my pants and a devious smile grew on my face as she frantically applied makeup to the new mark I left on her neck during our rendezvous in the small janitor closet. Like I said, it took five minutes to get the job done, but with that came some bruises.
"I'd but some of that shit on your thigh too Al's." I said, grabbing her attention. She looked to me, not understanding so I pointed to the five new marks on her thigh, laughing that my fingerprints were visible and for the next few days, permanently on her thigh.
"Damnit Austin!" She whined as she bent down and started working on it. I chuckled, now completely dressed myself. "You couldn't just be a little gentler?" I scoffed at the dumb question as I walked over to her. Her backside was facing me and I had to take advantage of that. I grabbed her waist wand pulled her bum towards my pelvis, making her squeal as she stood up straight; her back now against my entire abdomen.
"You're the one who gave me ten." I whispered in her ear. She looked over her shoulder and I couldn't help but bite my lip at her sass. I love it when she gets pissed off.
"Yeah." He started as she turned around to face me. She glided her hands up my chest and I just looked at her with my cheeky grin, dying for another round. "And it showed with how rushed you made everything." She patted my chest before she turned around and grabbed her large tote bag. I couldn't help but scoff.
"Right, that's why you were just moaning my name not even a minuet ago." She laughed, rolling her eyes. "That's what I thought. So stop your bitchin." She just smiled before I took her bag out of her hand to carry for it for her. He looked to me with furrowed eyebrows, clearly not understanding. "Go." I ordered her, gesturing for her to leave the closet. He just shook her head, but like most of the time he did what I said. I gave it a few second before I stepped out myself and when I saw were clear, I started walking towards the music hall.
"Austin, where are you going with my stuff?" I groaned before I turned and walked backwards.
"You have auditions, do you not?" She finally started following me and as she caught up I turned around and we began walking next to each other. "So um, why are you carrying my shit?" She asked. I sarcastically scoffed as if I was offended.
"Wouldn't want to tire out those precious fingers of yours before the audition, right?" She laughed, rolling her eyes as we continued towards the room. "So tonight, you good to come over?" She didn't reply instantly like normal, so I looked to her as a bell rang through her head as to why I was being out of character.
"Austin, my grades are about to plummet screwing around with you! We never actually study anymore!" I sighed. She's annoyingly been trying to end our study sessions over the last week.
"I mean, it's happening with me too. We just need to have a bit more self control." She rolled her eyes before I nudged her arm with my elbow. She looked to me laughing. "I know it's hard and all, but-..." she pushed me this time, cutting me off. I couldn't help but to continue laughing with her. This always happens when we hung out and not it that the only reason we're so close, but also because she just knows the real me. Sure I have tattoos and piercings everywhere on my body, and sure, I don't have the best reputation when it comes to my behaviour. But I do have the IQ of a genius and our tutoring sessions actually involve us helping out each other.
"Okay, okay." I continued as we simmered down a bit from laughing. "But seriously Al's. I failed my history exam last week..." Her eyes widened.
"How! I made those flash cards for you!" I bit my lip, smiling.
"We also shagged three time before you left me to study. I was tired." We both laughed again, but soon she took a deep breath.
"Okay, we can meet but we have to do homework. I have so much Euro to do and I want to knock out our Calc homework for the week and seeing as I don't understand any of it, it's gonna take alone time."
"Alright, how about this? I do our math homework and you do the Biology. I haven't touched that books since we started school." She laughed, nodding her head.
"Okay, deal. But I might need you to explain things. The exams next week and I don't want to be completely oblivious when I have to study alone." I just nodded my head as we finally opened the doors to the music hall and I instantly heard the music coming from the orchestra room. We didn't get to far down the hall and I decided to look over and sneak a glimpse at her impressive breasts. But when I did, I saw them rising up and down rapidly and it was clear she was getting nervous. Just like she does before every exam. She has the worst test anxiety, and cause of that I always get way better grades than her. I guess she's the same when it comes to auditions.
"Fucking shit," I breathed, really not having the time to do this. But it's safe to say I have a soft spot for Ally. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the small nook leading to the choir room door. The orchestra room was right next door.
"What are you doing?" She asked as I placed her bag on the floor and pushed her against the wall. "Austin-..." She started before I pressed my lips on hers. But this time, a bit differently. I automatically felt her body loosen up and when I brought my hand to the side of her face, the soft exhale I was waiting for escaped her lips before I slowly pulled away to see if she was better. She slowly opened her eyes, clearly taken back. "W-What was that?"
"Just shut up. You feel better?" She bit her lip, nodding her head and with that I took a step back, picked up her bag and handed it to her. She hesitantly took the bag back, but I could tell she still doubted herself. I just groaned. "Seriously, relax."
"Not everyone can be you, Austin!" She snapped. I scoffed, very aware of that comment.
"Clearly, I'm me." She rolled her eyes as I laughed. "Anyways do I need to give you some fucking pep talk so you can calm your tits?" She folded her arms, sarcastically laughing at me. "Alright here it is. You're Ally Dawson, a fit geek who rock my-"
"Austin!" She shouted, cutting me off. She finally started laughing with me, just like I needed her to do. "Damnit, I hate you."
"Yeah, but you love..." I cut myself of, gesturing towards my boy before she laughed and slapped my chests. But this time I grabbed her hand and pulled her in for a kiss. Both of us laughing through it. I was so tempted to push her against the wall, and just handle business here, but soon notes from the room again filed our ears and he pulled away from me.
"I gotta go." She breathed on my lips. I nibbled on her lip, pissed I couldn't have her right now. She pecked my lips again, and she tried to walk away before I got a tight hold on her wrist and pulled her back into my chest again.
"Tonight. Be at my house at 7, alright?" she nodded her head and when I let her go she turned around to walk to the room before I slapped her ass.
"Fuck you!" She said laughing, now walking backwards towards the door.
"You can. At 7 o'clock." I said, playing with my lip ring. She laughed and soon he walked into the room. I shook my head, not sure why the hell I give this many fucks about her, but I do and oddly I always look forward to the nights before Blue days, those are the nights we do 'homework,' but they're also the nights life just seems...Easier.
It wasn't long before I reached the gym where Cassidy, Tilly and Kira were stretching with their team, the dance team. I could tell Cassidy wanted to talk, but I didn't have time, nor do I ever enjoy talking with her.
"Where the fuck have you been man?!" Dallas yelled, as I entered the locker roo,. I ignored him and pulled my shirt over my head as I made my way to my locker. "Coach was flipping a shit over you just-..."
"Moon!" Coach Hotchkiss yelled, cutting Dallas off. "Where the hell were you?! You're ten minutes late!"
"I had to meet with my tutor." I said, not even bothering to face him and getting on my gear.
"Oh," Coach started. I looked over to Dallas, Trent and Elliott smirking. It's just too easy. "Well then. You all need to get like Moon and get your grades together." Sighs came from all the corners of the room as the coach gave a speech about why I'm captain and a positive example of a true student athlete. I just chuckled.
"If I had a geek doing my homework, I'd have straight A's too." Elliott said just loud enough so the four of us could hear. All the boys laughed with him. This is my favourite part of every day. Playing football with my best mates. The only thing that could make it better is if Dez were here. But he's not an athlete. He's creative and more of an art guy. He sketches all the time and he actually designed the majority of the crew's tattoos.
"You can Elliott, just find one." I relied. Dallas scoffed.
"Not as fit as that!" Dallas started, earning a fist bump from Trent. "If I have to sit and watch the geek do my homework, I at least want a good view!" All the boys laughed, me included.
"Yeah, she's got a good set on her." Trent scoffed.
"What?! Understatement mate! If she wasn't such a bitch and stopped hanging around those friends of hers, I would shag the hell out of her!" My eyebrows furrowed, rather shocked.
"Really?" I asked. They all nodded their heads and I had to smile at that. I always knew how sexy Ally was, but for other reasons.
"Moon." My coach roared as I finally tied up the laces on my cleats. "Take the team outside and get them warmed up. We're starting practise with the Man-U fitness drill." Sighs and groans filled the room, but not from me. I love fitness.
"Alright lads." I started as I rose to my feet. "You heard the man. Lets' go." The team did just that; Dallas, Trent and Elliott following closely behind me as we walked towards the pitch.
"So you're coming tonight." Trent started "To Riley's bar. The Trade is performing there." I shook my head, trying to get in the zone for the fitness.
"Can't. I got tutoring." All the boys grew quiet, annoyingly grabbing my attention. "What?"
"Ditch it bro!" Dallas said, like it was so simple. "You would rather a night crammed in a room with Queen Geek studying, over a night out with your mates and some good ass music? Plus we're trying to open for them during their UK tour! We can't miss this!" I sighed, annoyed at how right he was.
"Fine," I groaned. "I'll meet you guys there. But it'll be after she does my homework." Elliott scoffed, and my eyebrows furrowed seeing the look on his face. He was definitely about to call bullshit.
"Mate, you're shagging her." I said nothing, rather puzzled Elliott actually took it all the way there.
"HOLY SHIT!" Dallas exclaimed as Elliott smiled hitting the jackpot and Trent looked to me with wide eyes and a large one of his own. "So he's doing your work and a bit of over time for you?!" I bit my lip nodding my head.
"You fucking dick!" Trent said, nudging my shoulder. "You never cease to amaze me!" I laughed as we finally made our way to the centre of the field. The team was around us stretching and the different cliques on the team talking amongst themselves.
"So." Dallas started. "What's it like? Sex with a geek." I smiled chuckling a bit.
"She's a geek so she's a perfectionist. How do you think it is?" I slyly replied earning oh's ad even more questions about Ally. But I welcomed them feeling pretty fucking great that my mates were so intrigues with her. And I couldn't help but think maybe...
She could fit into my world.
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Someone asked me if I'm British why did I call football football not soccer! But in England what America calls soccer we call it football and to England American football is called rugby get it? No? Google this shit up then man because I obviously can't explain LOL! But anyway i want to say thank you for everyone who told me to continue this story your amazing.
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