Key To My Hart

The Painting {Chapter-6}

I walk into school on Monday morning happier than usual. I can't wait to see my girlfriend. So I am probably smiling like an i***t right now, but I don't care. I'm slightly early today so I walk in my history class and place my things down. Maya isn't here, but I remember that her art competition is today, so I head to Mr. Jackson's class.

"There's my little artist", I giggle.

Maya's face lights up when she sees me.

"Hey beautiful," she coos.

I lean down and kiss her lips softly.

"You look cute in overalls," I tell her. She giggles.

"You say I look cute in everything."

"Because you do", I exclaim.

"Whatever," she laughs and I intertwine out fingers.

"So can I see your painting now," I pout.

"Not until tonight babe", she kisses my nose.

"This is not fair", I pout.

"What isn't fair, is how cute you are when you pout," she says before kissing me again.

"Actually it's not fair that your such a good kisser," I reply.

You're right", she smirks causing me to giggle.

We head to history class together, and after lunch, we go out separate ways. I have English and Maya has art. I told Maya that after English I would meet her at the art room and walk her to her last class of the day. I walk towards her class when I see something shocking. A tall guy has his hands wrapped around my girlfriend's wrist. She struggles and tells him to "Back off and he is hurting her". The guy doesn't stop though, he keeps saying something along the lines of "not until you go out with me". I run over to him and punch him square in the jaw. He stumbles back and clutches his face.

"Who the hell are you", he asks.

"I'm her girlfriend so back the f**k off before I have to make you", growl at him.

"Is that a threat", he asks walking closer to me.

"Damn straight its a threat!"

"Fight me then b***h", he growls back at me.

I'm about to lunge at that ass-hole when Maya clutches my arm.

"Don't baby, he isn't worth it," she begs.

I unclench my fist and my face softens.

"Stay the hell away from her", I tell the guy one more time. I grab Maya's hand and proceed to walk her to her next class.

"You better watch your back," I hear the guy yell from behind us.

Maya's class is on the other side of the building so it's about a 2-minute walk. Maya doesn't speak for the entire walk, I'm worried that she is mad at me. I just wanted to protect her. We finally get to her class and stop outside.

"Protective y/n is really hot by the way," she says kissing my cheek.

I let out a sigh of relief and giggle at her words.

"Noted", I reply before she walks into her class and I go to mine.

When class is finally over, I walk outside to find Maya already waiting for me.

"Hey lover girl, can you give me a ride," she asks.

"Sure where to," I respond.

"My apartment, I need to change for the show," she says.

"Oh alright, I can drop you off and change at my place, then pick you back up", I say.

"That's perfect", she replies.

I drop Maya off but not before giving her a sweet kiss and

driving to my house and change into this.

I drive back to Maya's house and text her, letting her know I'm outside.

She walks out and looks drop dead gorgeous as usual.

She gets in my car and I lean over and kiss her. The kiss starts out short and sweet but I deepen it and slides my tongue into her mouth causing us both to moan. She slips her tongue into my mouth, our tounges battle for dominance, her winning. I pull back out of breath and she bites her lip.

"What was that for," she smirks.

"For one thing I'm proud of you, and second your just really hot", I say in honesty.

"Well, I'm definitely not complaining," she giggles. Shortly after our adorable moment, I drive to school, So Maya and I can help Mr. Jackson set up the painting.

"You ready to see it," Maya asks me.

"YES," I replied excitedly.

Maya uncovers the painting and my jaw instantly drops.

She looks at me anxiously awaiting my reaction.

"So what do you think", she asks nervously.

"I, I knew you were talented but damn."

She sighs in relief.

"You really like it", she asks.

"I love it! It's beautiful, just like its creator," I coo.

She blushes and hugs me.

"I seriously inspired you to do this", I ask in unbelief.

"100% yes," she says.

"How did you get something so perfect from me," I laugh. Maya nudges my arm playfully.

"Have you seen yourself? You are perfect. You're different and special."

"Awe, you philosopher you," I laugh and kiss her cheek.

The competition begins and Maya's painting made it into the final three.

"And the winner of the 2017 John Quincy Adams Art Competition is," the announcer pauses to build the anticipation before continuing.

"MAYA HART", he exclaims.

Maya and I start bouncing up and down in excitement. I hug her and swing her around. I put her down and she runs to the center of the stage. 

"Umm, I never really won anything, like ever, so this is really cool", she says. I see all of Maya's friends laughing and cheering in the audience. I'm so proud of her.

"So I just want to thank the judges, my friends, and family for supporting me, and a special thanks to y/n y/l/n for inspiring me!" Thanks and goodnight, she runs over to me and hugs me again."I couldn't have done this without you," she whispers. I kiss her temple. After the competition, I drive Maya back to her apartment. We sit in my car talking for a while.

"Baby", she says looking into my eyes.

"Hmm", I hum in response

"I think I should come out", she says.

"Really? You think you're ready," I ask.

"Well, I don't want to lie to my parents forever. I'm proud of my girlfriend and I want to show her off without being afraid."

I smile and kiss her forehead.

"Whatever you decide, and whenever you decide to do it, I'm here for you," I say sweetly.

"I know," she leans her head on my shoulder.