You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 31

Easton

I’m a dick.

I hold her all night and go to school the next day pretending like nothing happened. Her locker is back to normal though I have a bad feeling it’s just going to get worse if she’s seen with me and I’m still pissed that I don’t know who took it upon themselves to be an asshole to Harper of all people.

A small annoying voice inside me says that I’m an asshole enough for her to actually suspect me, but I ignore it, just like the feeling of want every time she walks by smelling like fucking sunshine and the tropics.

I know I’m in a shit mood.

Ryan points it out to me several times and asks if I’m hung over to which I want to reply yeah, from your sister.

That would be a shit show.

What the hell is wrong with me?

She’s not even that pretty!

Lie.

I scowl and look down at my phone in annoyance. It’s dying and all I want to know is if she’s okay, where the hell she’s at and shit I’m acting like such a pussy right now. Ryan’s furiously texting someone like his thumbs are gonna fall off if he doesn’t send it fast enough. “Yo, can I borrow your phone?”

“Huh?” He doesn’t look up. “You have a phone, it’s in your hand.”

I wave it at him knowing he won’t look up. “Battery almost died, I just need to look up the score from the game last night.”

“What game?” He frowns at his screen, damn it just give me your phone!

“The basketball game.” Surely there was one on last night right?

He sighs. “Hold up.”

Seconds later I have his phone while he’s digging into his lunch and pulling out candy and a Coke..

A minute after that I’m texting her from his phone, and using his battery to charge mine so I can at least have a bit of juice.

It’s almost too easy.

A few minutes go by as I wait for her text.

Nothing.

Its’ her fault anyway, I would have charged my phone had I actually stayed in my room last night rather than pulling her greedily into my arms and trying not to kiss her again.

“Thanks man.” I hand his phone back to him and stand.

Lunch is almost over. I haven’t seen Harper the entire lunch period but assume that she’s out doing what nerdy girls do-studying.

I hate that my eyes keep searching for her and look down at my phone.

Me: Harper…Where are you?

Little bubbles pop up right away, then disappear. It’s slow torture as I wait for her to at least send me a middle finger emoji.

in

Of course she

H: With Blake…

Nope!

sprint out of the cafeteria and down the hall into the library. What the hell is she doing with Blake of all people? The guy should still

And again.

were rules about this sort

doors and stomping towards their table. Both of their heads are leaning in as she points

book

perfect GPA, no way is he actually using her as a

I hear him say, then glance up and smile. “I needed a good

She smiles. “You’re just

“I have some to

interject fully looking like a jealous idiot. “What’s going

soon and Blake wants to earn extra friend points by getting him something better

“And you’re helping

bought me

only response I can think of

mother fucking winner in

You’re. Welcome.

just stand there like an idiot. “That means it’s your birthday

claps and stands. “He’s so good at

today is so not the day to piss me off, not after touching her,

into the library. What the hell is she doing with Blake of

And again.

were rules about this sort of

angrier I get, until I’m jerking open the library doors and stomping towards their table. Both of their heads are leaning in as she points at

no way is he actually using her

smile. “I needed a good

smiles.

have

you though?” I interject fully looking like a jealous

blushes. “It’s Ryan’s birthday soon and Blake wants to earn extra friend points

“And you’re

me coffee.” She

I can think of is, who

fucking

You’re. Welcome

I just stand there like an idiot. “That means it’s

and stands. “He’s so good at

the day to piss

by this, I’m almost offended at how

bell rings. I curse it to Hell while she shoots me an apologetic look and grabs her backpack and a protein

you.” Blake says. “How about

half way to her mouth as she whispers.

dinner, will only stare at your tits like twice while lying about being lost in your eyes and will attempt to feed you without grabbing your

She laughs.