Wild Baleigh Love

Plan aborted

Songs I was listening to while writing this chapter

• Who do you love by Chainsmokers

• Piano man by Brandy

• Pillow talk by Zain

• Let you love me by Rita ora

• Mirrors by Justin Timberlake

• Break free by Ariana Grande...

I was listening to them just for thrill they've nothing to do with what the chapter is talking about!???

They're my best songs though!✨?

Boom!

And there is me. Taking slow motions. The breeze dishevelling my already frowzled hair. I finger comb it as I scan the familiar environment surrounding me.

It's break time students are hustling in all the hallways, others are on the field but,

But...

He is in the parking lot leaning against his car perching one leg behind.

It'll be an understatement to say that he's looking just good, no he's looking like a f*****g Greek god. Part of his hair is tousled back and the other is falling to his forehead and there's still part of it set in a quiff on the top.

There is something about him I still can't put a finger on. Just how any type of cloth looks good on him. No doubt he can still look sexy even without clothes, ewww gross!

He's wearing black jeans, Long dark Maroon trench coat stopping at his knees and a collared white t-shirt underneath it. With his signature black boots. God he looks so good, too much of cuteness. Despite the cold air whispering around, his trench is rolled up on both of his hands.

After I park my bike I start moving to the opposite direction. He ignored me for two days, well game on.

Five steps, five strides is what I take to be exact before a hand slips under my arm from the back and wraps itself around my stomach pulling me back. I come into contact with a hard rock like surface. His chest! And then I forget how to breath again. Cinnamon and pine scent invades my senses. His cologne.

I smooth out the initial tension that has come with his embrace as I dissolve into his touch. I'm still in a daze and I don't know what is running through his mind with all this proximity between us. My heart also takes a temporary vacation from my ribcage.

He breaks the silence first after what feels like an eternity.

"Princess." He hisses against my skin his voice deeper than I remember and it's so raw and pure all at once. Maybe it's this crisp air and coldness adding to it. But it's smooth. I can't compare it with anything than purified honey.

Silence.

"Where do you think you're going? Don't tell me you didn't see me here, I've been waiting for you, an hour now." He quips and I still keep quiet. He exhales loudly. "s**t! I didn't know I missed you this much!" He wraps his other hand around me and he tightens both his hands on my stomach my back pressing on his front. He then lowers his head and soaks his face at the crook of my neck.

Now I'm reminded how to breath again but my breath hitches at the back of my throat. God teach me how to hate him again! I can feel the hair on my neck standing, my heart doing somersaults, goosebumps, heat creeping up my neck, eyes watering, legs turning jelly-like, butterflies in my stomach, my head spinning. All emotions at once.

I clench my fists at my sides. Deep breaths Tleigh. Deep breaths. In a swift move, I turn around to face him. I'm still caged in his arms. I move my eyes up but I stop them at his lips for a second. Hey Tleigh. I drop them, I don't meet his blue ones. I'm afraid and I really don't know why.

Even with my wedgy boots I'm as tall as his shoulder blades. If I wear six inches, maybe just maybe, I'll be as tall as his neck or chin.

I don't know what to feel with the position we're in. Somehow it's more than just the hard ridges of his stomach against my front. With his body so close to mine our heartbeats syncing, my own delve into a temporary paralysis. If not for the blush I applied to my cheeks he may have gotten a hint of my Scarlet cheeks.

"Princess how're you?" His voice startles me from my train of thoughts and this time I bring my eyes to meet his. "Why?" He says.

"Why what?" I snap immediately, forgetting the rule I had set in my mind three minutes ago, not to talk to him for two hours.

"Everything, everything you're doing to me. You sent me a pic, it wasn't just a pic, it was... It was, oh s**t!" He unwraps his hands from me and he runs them down his face frustratingly. " I can't even find appropriate words to describe it, and then here you show up late looking like a fallen angel, heck no! angels don't look like this, maybe looking like a halo, beautiful halo."

Literally, I blush. He reels his hands back and grabs mine impulsively his warm calloused skin igniting something in my cold one. I know I was supposed to ignore him but I can't do that anymore.

Plan aborted!

"Why are you so irresistible?" I break down into a one prolonged sob. My body is shaking. I start throwing fists at him and he is staring me not even fazed ,not even stopping me. I throw weak fists on his chest. "You ignored me! You thought that was funny?" Sob. "Maybe you could have still ignored me if not for that pic!" Sob. Fist. "I want to hate you even a little for that." Sob. " But I can't, I had planned to get back at you." Sob. Fist. Sniff. " But I can't, because it's killing me!" Long sob.

"Shhhhhhh..." He cooes pulling me into another embrace. He sneaks one hand to the crown of my head fisting my hair and the other secures my lower back firmly.

"It's not funny, and if you're playing some tricks they're not working or maybe yeah they're working!" I bawl. Christ, where's the girl who looked so Savage when she left the house? Where is that girl who took that picture and sent it to him just to get a reaction from him?

I hate to admit it but Ballice turns me into an emotional wreck.

I feel him vibrating against my body and through my bleary eyes I gaze up to find him cracking. Like really laughing.

"Be honest with me princess, why are you crying? As much as I hate to see your tears, sometimes they unravel me in good ways and I'd like to watch them." I throw a punch on his stomach and he shrieks. "Ouch! It hurts." He scrunches his face. "But I was kidding, why are you crying? Is it because I ignored you or because you missed me?"

"I hate you!" I growl.

" I hate you more." He winks down at me.

" I'm leaving." I start wiggling in his hands.

"You're not going anywhere." He States flatly. "I'm sorry for ignoring you princess. I really am. Let me tell you how it happened. On Tuesday morning you were supposed to send me that snap, the snap you sent today, right?" He stops to look at me. Oh yeah. I forgot. " Why didn't you?"

"I woke up late and I had no time, I even forgot!" I frustratingly yowl.

" Well, so I said that I'll play the silent game till you send it. But I also knew that I was going to meet you at school, unfortunately it didn't happen." He sucks in air and then releases it.

" What happened then?" I bring my eyes back to him taking a step back.

"My dad..." He trails. "My dad was at home. So he called me. I didn't want to meet him but I did. Because I wanted to hear what he had to say and stop him all at once. Do you know what that asshole of a father said?" I shake my head.

" What?"

"That he's glad I'm finishing school, so I should be ready to start working at his companies. He f*****g doesn't even know that I'm not interested in them. To hell with it, I told him that I'm looking forward to joining my dream campus. And I'm going to study what I've always wanted. He wants me to get used to it and that soon I'll be in charge of all those companies and that I'm supposed to take after him. He sounded like a stuck up jackass so I rubbed it off on his face that I won't take it, not even in my dreams. He got mad and told me that I shouldn't be talking to him that way, that he's my dad and whether I like it or not I'm going to take care of all those companies. I got mad too and crashed my phone storming out on him." He grimaces at the thought and then replaces the look immediately with a soft one. "So that's why I've not contacted you princess, I'm sorry, I just got a new phone first thing in the morning today before getting to school. Yesterday I was kinda agitated, I didn't want you to see me that way." He smiles running a hand along my jaw, I take it gently and drop it.

"And I hate you more! You should have told me! You know you didn't have to go all through that alone, I could have helped you in some way maybe. I could have made jokes for you. Laughing is medicine you know that?" I raise a brow. He smiles.

" No, kissing is medicine, that's what I could have asked for first." He jokes.

" Perv!" I swat his arms laughing. "Now about your dad's---"

"Just forget about it." He states cutting me off.

" Okay." I surrender dropping my face.

" I missed you." He whispers pulling in a serious look now without his usual snark in his voice.

" I missed you too, till it hurts." I say moving closer to him. I wrap my hands around his stomach inhaling his cinnamon and pine scent once more.

"I know." He says stroking my hair as he wraps one hand around me. He brings his lips to my forehead. They linger there for some minutes before he pulls back. I swoon.

And then I hear a sound of a camera going off. "Oh s**t someone has been taking pictures of us." He groans annoyingly. " No wonder I've been seeing flashes, I thought it was just some figments of my imaginations.

"Should I be worried?" I ask my voice subtly low.

" Just let it be." He drops his hand lower to my butt through my trench coat. " You look so hot, you always are but there is an exaggeration today." He then grabs it but he fails, not possible, his hand slides because of the trench lining which is made of silk in it's inside. I chuckle. "Ughh." He groans.

"Exaggeration?" I quip.

"Addition."

"Bad?" I ask.

"No best!"

"Well?" I raise a brow.

" Serve me." He muses.

" At your service sir." I state leering up at him.

Back to our usual jittery.

" I love you." He whispers into my ears. Before I could answer, he lifts me up from the ground and starts walking us towards the classroom blocks. I wriggle in his arms biting, punching and spitting saliva on him but he doesn't budge in. I'm getting more embarrassed. I finally aim at his chest in his n****e taking a good bite of it which definitely renders him loosening his grip and I sneak out of his arms laughing.

"You'll pay for this Princess!" He swears chasing at me.

I can't tell you how good the day ends without dragging itself. With Bally everything runs smooth around me.

Deliberately, I enjoy each and every second with him. I didn't know that before. I like his dark and wild charisma.

How his touch feels like fire brought back to life is something questionable.

Even though he came along in ordinary moments, it feels like I found a precious pearl in an oyster when I deep dived into the sea...