II: Hickey

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~I had final exams this week, so I'm kinda stressed.

"Hi, my name is Trish. What's your name?" a girl half the size as me asked, walking down the hall. "All-Haley Reddington." shoot. I forgot, I'm not supposed to give out my real name. Shoot, shoot, shoot. The girl looked at me, studying me. "You look like an Ally." she stated. "I don't even know what you're talking about..." I walked away from the girl.

"Hey, you want some real advice? Stay away from Austin Moon. Don't lie to strangers. What's wrong with the name 'Ally'?" she wore my name out. I didn't have time for this nonsense.

I turned back around, as she strutted toward me. "Fine. Don't talk to me." she walked away in frustration. "Ahem. Where do you think you're going, Red?" I'd recognize that voice anywhere. "To class." I looked him straight in the eyes. "Really? After you dissed that girl over there, you got some real balls just talking to her." Austin smirked. "You have no balls compared to me." I walked away. He slammed my body against a locker. "I know you're hiding your feelings for me, Red." I looked him in the eyes. "Get lost." I retorted.

"What if I don't?" he grinned. "Why do you wanna know?" I asked, smirking. "Why do you wanna know what my answer to that question is?" he returned. He suddenly dove into my neck, giving me a hickey. "Now, you're mine." he smirked.

I touched my neck. What... The fuck? I thought. "I must thank you, really." I spoke. "For what?" he grimaced. "For..." I leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Showing me what fun really is." I whispered seductively. I bit my lip. Of course, I was only kidding because he's an obnoxious jerk that needed to taught a lesson. I walked away to class femininely.

"Red, yo, Red." Austin whispered. "What?" I replied annoyingly. "Your bra is unstrapped. Want me to touch your breasts for you?" he stated. "Your ass is unkicked. Do you want me to kick it for you?" Austin meowed. "Feisty today, aren't we?" Austin smirked. "Only when I'm with you." I stated.

"It's my job to make you uncomfortable, Red." Austin smirked. "You're in love with me." I joked. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." he smirked. "Slow your horses, boy." I revoked.

"Red," he stared at me almost openingly. "Don't move." he raised his hand. I don't know why, but somehow I wanted it to happen. Austin smacked his hand in a swift movement, swiping something off my shoulder. "Spider." he smirked. "Austin!" I gave him a look. "Calm down, Red." he called me. "I wanna question why you gave me a love bite." I touched the purpled sore on my neck. "Because you're mine." he grinned. "Austin, what are we?" I asked. "Why do you wanna know?" he questioned. "I wanna know because I'm confused." I said. "We're," he paused, a smug on his face. He then leaned in close to my ear. "'Special enemies." he whispered. He left a tingling sensation as he bit my earlobe.

You know, in this type of situation you'd kiss the person you're desperately in love with, but no. I smacked him away. "You know, I rather be kissed by you." he said, rubbing the area on his face where I smacked him. "You know, that's rather disgusting." I retorted. He stuck his tongue out, mocking me. "Behhhh." I mimicked him. "You never answered my question." I stopped. "What question?" he asked. "Why did you give me a hickey?" I whispered the word 'hickey'. "I usually mark my girl." I gave him a weird look. He sighed. "Not that kind of girl, just like a girl friend. You know? Homie? Friend?"

"But we aren't friends." I put my binder in my bag. I got up at the bell, leaving the class.

"Exactly, which leads me toward to the fact why you resisted my sexual attack earlier." I walked outside toward my dorm, Austin following me. "Why is that, exactly?" I rode the elevator. "You lust for me." he smirked. "You wish." I put on my disgusted look. I got out of the elevator and swiftly followed suit.

I opened my room door, throwing my bag inside. "You know, as fun as this seems..." I slammed the door in Austin's face. "You know, as fun as this seems... I'd rather watch TV." I sat down near the TV, right leg crossed my left. "Haha, very funny." Austin sarcastically said behind the closed door. "In fact, I'll think I'll," I paused to smile. "Undress." his mood suddenly changed. I went to my room and tore out my t-shirt and jacket. I threw the clothes out the door to see his expression.

"Hey, while you're in there," he paused, plotting something. "Get me some panties." he was playing with me like I was with him. "Nice try, pervert." I opened the door. "I'd appreciate it if you'd get undressed for me, Red." he smirked, entering my room. "Pervert." I rolled my eyes.

"Face it, you luhve meeee." he said playfully. "Get over yourself. You self-conceited jerk." I spoke. "Kiss my boo-boo, Red. You really hurt me. I was just trying to help you do something." he put his hand on his heart, snickering. "Go kiss yourself." I was acting on impulse. "I'd rather kiss you." he grinned. "Not a chance. Are you a player or a frost-bitten troglodyte?" I retorted.

"That depends. On Tuesdays, I'm both." he laid back on my couch. "Put your feet down and use a damn coaster." I nagged. He booped my nose. He probably thought I was cute.

"Red, I'm hungry. Be a dear and go make lasagna for me. Oh, and a blanket please. Thank you." Austin treated me like a servant in my own dorm.

"Get off your damn lazy ass and get your damn food." I gritted my teeth. "Red, please don't misbehave. I'll have to punish you if you do." he smirked.

Punish?! I thought. "Red? I'm waiting." Austin was dragging out the word waiting as if he was singing. "I'm not gonna give you anything." I clenched my fist. "Your choice." he got up from the couch, grabbing me by the wrists. "Let me go!" I struggled in his grasp.

Handcuffs? "There, now you won't resist me." he handcuffed me by my bed. I felt his cold hands surround my neck. "What the fuck? I didn't sign up for any of this! Fuck you!" I put up my middle finger. "Shush Red, the more you struggle, the more punishment time you get." he smirked.

He started to kiss my neck. "What the fuck are you doing?" I questioned. He certainly, in time, pierced my pristine neck with millions of purple and black discolored hickeys. He then bit my earlobe, projecting, I swear to God, small murmurs from me. "You like that, dontcha?" he whispered, grasping my neckline. "In your dreams, you big-headed troll." I rolled my eyes. "C'mon, pretty face, let me see that jacket of yours unzipped." Austin whispered huskily, leaving a slight chill down my spine. "Not a chance." I bit my lip.

He scoffed, uncuffing me. "I would like to see you die." I said, looking him straight in the saber tooth eyes. "I bet you would. Then you would see my sexy body pressed up against yours." he winked and left my dorm.

I would like to slap him when I get the chance to.