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"Daisy." He whispers.

I look at him wide-eyed.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"I wanted to apologise for hurting you, I was drunk and stupid." He admits.

I stare at him dumbfoundedly, I don't miss the way he looks at something behind me as he talked.

I discreetly moved to the side and looked at who was behind me.

My eyes had landed on his group.

"That doesn't give you an excuse for what you did." I tell him moving my gaze away from the smirking boys.

He looks back over at me, he inhales deeply as he runs a hand through his hair.

"I know, It's just, I didn't take your rejection very well." He admits.

I stare at him weirdly.

"Okay." Is all I say.

What was I supposed to say?

Forgive him?

Fùck no.

"Is there a problem?"

Ian comes beside me and wraps an arm over my shoulder as he glares at Michael.

I silently thank him in my head.

Michael's eyes grow dark as he looks at Ian's arm over my shoulder.

His eyes snap to Ian's and an evil glint laid in his eyes.

"There's no problem here, fág." Michael sneers sickly.

Well, Tyson, it looks like your self-defence lessons didn't go to waste after all.

In a flash and even before I could think it through, my fist connected to Michael's jaw.

"You asshole!" I shout at him, blinded by pure rage.

"Fuck, Daisy!" I hear Ian shout.

Michael's face widens as my fist connects to his face again.

Michael's hand comes out, my eyes widened as his hand was inches away from hitting me, luckily someone's hand had caught it.

From behind me, someone had lifted me up and away from Michael.

I shriek and wiggle out of their hold but it was no use as their grip was on a tight hold which was certainly far too strong for me.

I'm being pulled through the cafeteria to the silent halls of the school.

The person thankfully puts me down and steadies me.

I turn around and push their hands off of me.

My eyes went up to the tall figure in front of me and I mentally sighed in relief as I saw none other than Angel Romano.

My body relaxes and my mind slowly steadies as the rage that had ignited in me was slowly pushed away.

He comes towards me and places a hand on my waist, and looks down at me blankly.

"I didn't know you were so feisty, Moonlight." Angel says quietly.

I shrug and smile softly at him.

"Only when it comes to the people I care about."

He stares at me deeply before his eyes go from my face to my now purple and bloodied knuckles.

"Come." He says nodding his head towards the bathrooms.

I follow him towards a disabled bathroom, he opens the door for me and I walk in.

He shuts and locks the door as he walks in after me.

I sit on the counter and stare at my hands.

I feel him walk over to me, he opens the small cabinet that was placed under the counter.

I lifted my legs as he bent down and grabbed a first aid kit.

He stood back up and placed it on the counter, opening it up and taking out its contents.

He dabbed rubbing alcohol onto the cotton ball, he then took my injured hand in his and began dabbing the cut.

I winced at the sting and clenched his hand.

He rubbed soothing motions on my hand with his thumb, and weirdly enough it had calmed me.

I watched him as he remained emotionless and concentrated on my cuts.

I bit my lip as I watched him.

His head was bent slightly, which made his brown hair fall down his forehead, his jaw was clenched and his expression was cold but concentrated.

I watched his hands move skilfully as he dabbed my wounds, his right hand was holding my hand in place as his other one was cleaning my cuts.

I licked my lips as my eyes trailed up his hand, his muscles clenched and unclenched as he moved his hand, along with his veins.

Since when am I this horny?

All of a sudden his eyes snapped to mine as if feeling my gaze.

My eyes cast back down and my face heats.

He finishes cleaning my hand and wraps a bandage over my knuckles.

After that, he places my hand back in my lap and throws the contents out.

I get off of the counter and look at my bandaged hand.

"Thank you, Angel"

I turn my gaze towards him, tilting my head up to look at him.

He looks down at me, his eyes burning into mine.

"Welcome."

A knock was heard from behind the door and I jumped in fright.

"Daisy?" Ian's voice called.

I go to open the door, opening it up, Ian's guilty face comes into view.

I wrap my arms around him and rub his back.

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

He chuckles and hugs me back.

"I should be asking you that. What the hell got into you?" He asks shocked.

"Not that I'm complaining, that was badass."

"No, what he said was disrespectful." I point out as I pull away from him.

"He deserves it." I say.

He smiles at me and ruffles my hair.

"Thanks, D."

I shrug in response.

"It was nothing."

I turn back to Angel only to see him talking to Drake.

Drake's eyes catch mine and he raises an eyebrow at me and nods his head for me to come over.

"I'll be back." I tell Ian.

"No worries, I'm going to go back to Miya. I'll see you after lunch." He tells me and walks away.

I walk over to Drake and Angel slowly.

Once I reach them I keep my eyes cast down on my shoes.

"Daisy?" I look up at Drake.

"How are you doing?" He asks with concern.

"I'm fine." I shrug.

He chuckles and smirks.

"Your lucky I caught his hand in time." Drake points out.

I raise my eyebrows and look at him shocked.

"That was you?" I ask.

He nods and looks back over to Angel who was leaning against the wall, watching the interaction silently.

"Do you think I'll get in trouble?" I ask quietly looking down at my injured hand.

"I wouldn't let that happen, Moonlight" Angel speaks.

I look back up at him and a small smile comes to my lips.