Don't Mess With Scott Hoying's Boyfriend

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I finished half of the cup and finally felt a little tipsy. I headed out into the party and onto the dance floor. I moved my hips to the beat of the music, causally swaying back and forth.

I wasn't ready to dance with anyone just yet, I wasn't that loosened up. That's why I jumped when I felt someone put their hands on my hips.

I turned around and pushed his hands off of me.

"Aw, cmon, sweetheart. I can make you feel good". He said aloud.

I could barley hear his voice but I could make out the words.

I shook my head and pushed him away again. I'm a virgin and I intend to stay that way for now.

He pulled me back by my hips before I got a chance to walk away. I started squirming in his grip and yelling at him to stop and leave me alone.

"Hey, dipshit". I heard a male voice call.

Shit, he's standing behind me. I can practically feel his presence.

"He told you to leave him alone. Now, if you don't back the fuck off, we're going to have an issue".

The weird man slowly let go of my hips and held his hands up in surrender, then walked off.

I stood there frozen, like an idiot.

I saw whoever save me, move to stand in front of me.

I looked up to see his face and my eyes widened.

Scott.

He reached a hand out and put it on my bicep. "Are you okay? Do you need anything".

"N-no, I'm fine. S-s-sorry you had to come s-save me".

He gave me a small smile and shook his head. "Don't be sorry. That was Mike, he's a junior. Hey, let's get you off the dance floor. I wanna make sure you're okay".

I nodded my head, timidly, and let him pull me off the floor. He took me into the kitchen and told me to sit on the counter.

I pushed myself on top of the counter while he got a damp rag with cold water and turned to face me again.

He moved to stand between my legs and put the rag on my forehead.

Fuck.

Shit.

I can feel his breath on mine and my body is in overdrive.

He chuckled to himself a little bit and opened his mouth to speak. "Don't be so nervous. I won't hurt you. I just wanna make sure your okay".

"S-sorry". Why the hell am I so nervous.

"Stop apologizing, Love".

Fuck, that name.

I can't like him though, he doesn't even know me and I don't know him. He wouldn't like me if he knew what I was going through.

That's okay though, I'll just like him in secret.

He smiled at me and helped me off the counter.

He's not so bad.

*****

Thursday:

Scott put his arm around me and held me close to his side the entire day. Walking through halls, sitting next to each other in classes, sitting at lunch, etc.

Chris hasn't come near us at all today, maybe because he's scared Scott will beat the shit out of him. I don't know, that's never really stopped him before though.

As I was walking into the bathroom, Scott right behind me of course, I tripped and almost fell face first into the concrete. Scott caught me by the hips and pulled me back up.

I stood up and turned around to face him, giving him a small smile.

I kissed his lips then pulled away. "Thank you, baby". I said, making sure that me knows that I appreciate what he did.

"Always, honey".

I quickly used the restroom while Scott waited for me, I walked out of the stall and washed my hands then we walked out and saw a crowd, chanting.

Scott and I both gave each other the same look and walked up to the crowd. Scott kept me by his side and pushed everyone out of our way.

Standing in the middle of the circle was Chris and.... Mike? They were yelling at each other. Why was Mike here?! He graduated forever ago.

"You took it way too far, Mike"! Chris yelled at him.

"He deserved it. Do you not remember what his boyfriend did to you"!?

"That doesn't give you the fucking right to do that"!

O my god. They're talking about me!

"Whatever. I have to go. We'll finish this conversation at home". Mike said, walking off and out of the building.

Everyone was still in a circle, looking at Chris.

I looked up at Scott and bit my lip. Scott looked around at the crowd and shook his head.

"What are y'all fucking looking at! Go to fucking class"!! Scott yelled at the top of his lungs.

Some kids flinched and jumped but others were so use to it that they just shrugged but they all followed what Scott said and dispersed.

Scott and I both shook our heads and headed off to class as well.