They were just making out and making another daily uprising in front of everyone, and now they're fighting in front of everyone.---I stood back and watched from the bleachers, my headphones covering my ears but the sounds of the clearly-troubled-couple arguing filled my ears.

Now originally I was gonna get up and walk off but,

"You are SO fucking ANNOYING!"That prissy, prick, Quinn said before slapping the shit out of his girlfriend, I let out a sigh. And before I knew it I dropped my bag and started walking up to the SOB and pinning him against the nearest wall, the collar of his sweatshirt in my hands.

"Something wrong, buddy? You got an issue?"I asked in a calm, condescending tone as I continued to hold him up to the wall, my eyes narrowed and my eyebrow raised as I looked up at him.

The bitch shoved me, and I stumbled back a little sure. And those words,"You lost? You want me to show you the lost and found, doggy? Maybe call my friends so we can *help* you?"

I sucked my teeth a little before shoving him to the ground and leaning on my knees in front of him,"Ohhh, can't do anything yourself without your fucking friends, hm? So much for being a prince,"

It didn't take a few more malicious talk-backs from each other before we got into a fist-fight, and after a while I shoved him away from me, making him stumble back a little and clutch onto the fabric above his stomach. I wiped my mouth, and was about to leave before glancing back at his "girlfriend" I let out a curse before rolling my eyes and abruptly grabbing her arm and forcing her over to my motorcycle."If him and his friends come for me tomorrow, I'll beat you up myself,"

I plopped my helmet onto her head, got onto the motorcycle, and drove her home. If I left her there, dude would've continued to tear her a new one in front of everyone, with no one else to defend her.

I walked her to her doorstep, and was about to turn around before I felt a tug at the back of my shirt. A concerned look in her eyes, and she couldn't seem to take her eyes off of my bruises and cuts."Stop it, I'm good, leave me alone. Quit tuggin' on my shirt, I gotta go home,"

Unfortunately, my protests fell on deaf ears. And the silence in the room was deafening, the quiet only being interrupted by the clicks of her clock. She gently tended to my wounds with a saline solution, rubbing alcohol, and an ice pack to reduce the swelling; I glanced up at her, she looked so focused.

She was being so...fucking generous to me, it felt kind of weird cause I was expecting a stuck-up, annoying girl, but I felt myself subconsciously aching for more of her affection and hospitality.

I only frowned and pushed her hand away a little, I said something under my breath and felt a light smack at the back of my head. My eyebrows furrowed at her audacity,"Do that again and I'll kill you,"

There was a deafening silence filling the room once more before I felt her palm come in contact with the back of my head again. I gritted my teeth, before tackling her and pinning her down to the couch, our faces a hairsbreadth away from each other."I fuckin' warned you, princess,"

I glared at her before realizing just how close we were, I had one of her legs pinned up and her wrists in one of my hands. My mouth ran dry, and I felt my face starting to warm up, I promptly cleared my throat and sat back up.

Is it bad I damn-near immediately started thinking of how she would look under me as I had my dick buried inside of her? Fuck, that was Quinn's girl I was thinking about.

She's even prettier up close.

Alright Romeo, enough day dreaming. Gotta get up outta here and get home, I tossed her the ice pack she was using on me and leaned back onto the couch."Enough of that, keep patching me up, nurse,"