Unfortunately, the small choking sound wasn't the only audible thing, but also a small whimper when I looked up and realised how bloody serious he was.

His piercing eyes hypnotised me and I couldn't stop staring until he raised an eyebrow and I looked down, blushing heavily,"I-I should leave now." I mumbled and I tightened my grip on my books before turning around and walking away with red cheeks.

I got like... 5 metres until he grabbed my hand and pulled me back. My eyes widened in shock as I crashed into his chest, my hands finding his chest.

He laughed in a deep voice, his hands somehow laying on my bum what caused me to let out a high pitched squeal. I felt my heart beating faster than ever and I was sure that the other male could feel it, god, even hear it.

I wriggled out of his grip at the awkwardness of the moment and stumbled backwards clumsily. One of my books fell down and I pouted before going to pick it up. I somehow tripped over my shoe lace and landed shoulder, pouting even more and blushing in a deep shade of red.

The brunettes eyes widened and he bent down, lifting me and my books up easily after kicking his fag away.

I gasped and looked at my hurting arm, seeing a big, bleeding wound. The other boy's plump lips formed a small frown as his grip tightened on me.

"I'll drive you to mine and we'll clean that up, yes, baby boy?" He asked concerned and carried me to the parking lots. I wasn't used to this kinda affection at all so I remained quiet in shock and just nodded shyly, my cheeks burning red at the nickname.

We arrived at a smaller car and I was placed in the passenger seat of the nice car which I cuddled into. I was so shocked of the nice treatments and nicknames that I didn't realise how the brunette got into the car and that he started talking to me until his hand was in front of my face, concerned swaying around.