You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

 Harper

 I stare at the roses in my locker and almost burst into tears.

"What do you think?"

Easton's deep voice is behind me.

I swipe my cheek as a tear trails down it.

I don't tell him, but all I keep thinking about is this ridiculous montage of all the moments as I walked by his locker, mine, wishing things were different.

Wishing we were together.

And now I'm looking at a locker full of roses, candy, and I'm hearing my man's voice behind me as he wraps his arms around my body, resting his chin on the top of my head.

"Didn't expect tears,"

he whispers.

"I mean, I expected at least a kiss, a hug, maybe a BJ if I was a really good boy—"

I elbow him in the ribs and turn in his arms.

"I love you.” His eyes go glassy.

Did I do that? It's only us in this moment, and it's all I need as I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him hard, he pushes me against the locker next to mine, and I start to hear whistles and catcalls.

I don't care.

All I care about is him.

All I need is him.

And then I wonder how did I ever survive without this boy? His mouth on mine and the way he makes me feel like I can conquer anything in this world as long as he's by my side? He pulls back.

"Happy Valentine's Day."

“I got you a card,” I blurt lamely.

He throws his head back and laughs.

"I like cards."

"It has a turtle on it,” I grumble.

"With a heart, so at least there's that, but I didn't know what to get you, and I just—"

He cuts me off again with a kiss.

Then another.

Easton pulls away again.

"I have tonight all planned."

I've never been more excited that school is done for the day as I am at this moment.

I want to jump his bone and fuck him against the metal and wrap my legs around his body.

We break apart when I hear Ryan curse under his breath.

"Sorry man.” Easton wipes his mouth like I licked him, and my brother narrows his eyes like he's contemplating homicide.

"It is Valentine's Day though, so..."

Ryan grunts.

God Sadie rushes to his side and pulls his

hook up on a bed of

Ryan kisses her back.

my turn to

flips me off literally while kissing her, then stops and turns to

"Should we tell them?"

starts bouncing on

us what? Are we going out to eat? Italian? French? Should

Ryan says and silences

know is that you need an

and be ready

literally slump against Easton, already thinking about how nice it would be to

relaxation is ruined however when the sound of

in front of us and puts her hands

white

audition for Legally Blonde or at least be a body double as her eyes move from

be an exciting Valentine's

Her penciled eyebrows arch.

Blake comes up behind her, gives her a weird

it, but I

get back with the guys, but who am I to even attempt to understand High School politics at this point? "What the fuck do you want?” Easton sounds

you were like a bad cold, now I'm

like you even

Didn't you fail twice?"

Easton smirks.

should

Aisha lifts her chin.

every other loser on Valentine's

around

roses in a locker,

me Freshman year? Only I think they were white roses? God, those chocolates

your funeral,” Ryan

"Let's go man."

is fuming at his

And I'm just done.

what? He gave her

me

gave him my

laugh just

"What's so funny?"

Aisha nearly growls.

Easton's hand, and put

the fact that there are still

he never gave

bad I took

your flowers, take your chocolates, and shove them up your ass the way his dick

"My ears!"

Ryan yells.

a

back in her

"Best ass ever."

top of my

"You guys ready?"

will never recover

Ryan mumbles.

"Atta girl!"

we leave Aisha in the

is pressed against the very ass he

Point.