Every conquest I had made would make me more of a boss to you

-Taylor Swift

"N-Noah." I shivered.

"I've missed you so much." He came closer to me and I backed away, only to realize my back was already against the door. There was nowhere for me to go. I turned around, ready to go out, but he slammed his hand on the door and grabbed my arms, turning me around so that it was his back to the wall now.

"What're you doing? Let me go."

"I made that mistake once. I'm never making it again." His hands didn't leave my arms. I struggled, but he pushed me to the other side, gripping my arms tighter than before. "Stop fighting me. I would never, ever hurt you."

"Let me go, Noah. I mean it." I said more forcefully now.

"You didn't want me to let you go the last time. Why now?"

"You did let me go the last time even though I didn't want it. And now I want you to let me go." I hissed out. "I am not having this conversation with you again. You left me and we're over. I have a boyfriend."

"What a stupid replacement you've found for me, Amelia. I understand you needed someone in your life when I wasn't there. But I'm here now, I'm here and I promise you I am never going anywhere without you."

"What rubbish are you talking about? We are over, and I have no intention of starting something with you again. I'm happy in my relationship."

His grip tightened. His blue eyes were burning with adoration and passion, and jealousy. "You don't know how hard I want to rip that bastard's hands off when he touches you. He touches you like you belong to him, when all along you've been mine. You were always mine."

"You lost me when you became a coward, Noah. And he touches me because he is my boyfriend and I am not fucking yours."

"I'm here now. And I'll make you forget all about him. Kiss me." He moved dangerously close to me. And that's when common sense kicked in. I struggled to get my hands free.

"Kiss me.

"No. Let me go."

When he didn't, I screamed. And then he slammed his mouth on mine. I whimpered, biting his lip. He didn't faze a bit. Instead, his mouth on mine hardened. His hands grew rougher, bolder. He pushed me against the wall, his hands everywhere. I felt disgusted.

"I've missed you so fucking much, my love."

I closed my eyes, willing myself to not cry. Crying would not get me anywhere. I shut my lips tight when he tried to plunge his tongue down my throat, not giving him permission. And then I remembered.

You grab his cock.

I placed my hand on his crotch, mentally making a note to sanitize my hands five times after this.

And you squeeze.

I clenched my fist, letting my nails dig in his skin, even though his pants were on. He tore his mouth away from mine, breathing deeply.

Hard.

I applied all the pressure I had, and when he let go of my arms, hunching down, I kicked him between his legs. He bent over, groaning in pain, clutching his balls. I rushed to the other side, opening the door and running out. The tears didn't fall but I knew I looked like a mess right now.

I was hyperventilating, but it was not because of something good this time. It was not because of Theo. I ran away from the changing rooms, not caring about my surroundings or the people. I needed to get away.

Strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me to a stop. "Angel, angel?"

I took a deep breath. He was here now, I was safe.

"What happened?" He sounded alarmed. He always knew when something was wrong.

"Please, can we go home? Please."

"But-"

"Take me home, Theo. Please."

She didn't say anything the whole ride. She thought I didn't notice her lower lip quivering. She thought I wouldn't know that she was on the verge of crying. I was mad at the thought of someone doing something to her, but at the same time I was worried about her. She had looked like she'd seen a ghost when she came running. She hadn't even noticed me.

"Will you tell me what happened?" I asked her softly when we were in the lift.

She took a long time to respond. "I will."

I hesitantly grabbed her hand, waiting for her to push me away. She always pushed everyone away when she was like this. But when she didn't, I intertwined our fingers, giving her a squeeze. The automated voice greeted me as I placed my keys on the counter, removing my shoes. I kept my gaze on her as she stepped out of her sandals. We went to my room. I sat down on the bed, she didn't.

"Promise me you won't be mad."

"I can't promise you that." I said. "If it's something worth getting mad for, I will."

She sighed. "I just-I don't want you losing it."

When she said that, I knew I would lose it. She wouldn't have said it otherwise. And she knew that I would lose it, because it was something so bad. Ice spread in my veins as I dreaded what she would say next. I couldn't help but start assume things. If she broke up with me, I would definitely lose it. And I knew whatever it was, there was no going back from it. Her expression said it all. It was full of guilt, and hesitancy. She was cautious, that was enough to tell me it was worse than what I was thinking. "Tell me."

She took a deep breath, sitting down. "Noah kissed me."

I saw red.

Everything was red.

My brain stopped functioning, I couldn't see anything expect that fucking asshole's face beneath my fist. He just had to come here and ruin everything. He just had to try to take her away from me. Mia was wrong, I wasn't losing it, I wasn't mad. I was fucking furiously livid, and there was nothing in this whole world that could now save him from me. He tried taking away the most beautiful part of my life, and he would pay. He tried taking my angel away from me, and now he's gonna see the devil I am.

"No, Theo, Theo!" The little angel came in between my body and the door. I hadn't realized I'd already reached the door.

"I pushed him back. I kicked him between the legs and I didn't kiss him back. I-"

"That doesn't fucking matter because he still kissed you!" I spat out. "And he's gonna regret messing with me."

"No, no you can't do anything to him." She pushed me back, I didn't budge. "Listen to me-"

"Move away, Mia."

"Listen! You can't hit him, okay? Because he's part of the university now. If he complains to the board they'll kick you off the team. You have to understand, Theo-"

"I don't fucking care."

"You're angry and you have every right to be angry. But please, do anything, say anything to him I don't care, but you hit him and he will go to the board, Theo. He'll exaggerate everything and he'll have proof and you'd be kicked out of the team. Please, sit down. Please just, just calm down."

"You tell me another fucking guy kissed you, the guy who happens to be your ex boyfriend, and you expect me to calm down?"

"No, but-"

"You are my girlfriend, Mia. Mine." I growled.

"I am. And you-"

"And I do not fucking share, especially not you. He thinks kissing someone else's girlfriend is okay? He thinks I'll let this go and not fucking do anything about it? He needs to know what happens when he messes with me and what's mine."

She jumped on me, holding onto my body like a koala. Her legs wrapped around my waist even though I wasn't supporting her. "I'm sorry." She clutched me tightly, burying her face in my chest, coiling her arms around my neck.

"You don't have anything to apologize for. It wasn't your fault."

"I know, but I'm sorry anyway. I just hate seeing you mad, and it doubles when you're mad because of me." She mumbled.

"I'm not mad at you, angel." I tried saying it as gently as I could. But I didn't make any move to hold her back, I was still mad and I was afraid I'd hurt her. "I could never be mad at you."

"I can't lose you. I can't. Please don't go. I don't want you to go. Stay, please. Talk to me. And if you feel like punching the living shit out of him when you calm down, I won't stop you." She whispered.

She was everything to me. I would go down on my knees for her. I would bend the whole world for her. I would worship the ground she walked on. I would go out of my limits to make her happy and fulfill all her demands. She was my angel, my source of light, the only person who was capable of bringing me to my knees, and she was that joyous source of love which I had been in desperate need of.

I moved back, holding her legs in the process, bending her down on the bed, moving on top of her. She clutched my back again, as if afraid I'd leave, but I won't, now that she's said she doesn't want me to, I won't. Noah could go fuck himself for now, I'd deal with him later.

"Thank you." She whispered. Her minty breath hit my face, soft puffs leaving her mouth as she breathed deeply.

"Anything for you." I whispered back. "But he will pay. I'm not letting this go."

"I know."

Our lips were inches apart but neither of us made a move to seal them together. She searched for any kind of anger on my face, but it had all vanished at the moment. It always vanished when she was there.

"I promised you I wouldn't hurt you again." She said. "I'm sorry I broke that."

"You didn't hurt me." I corrected her. "He did. The situation did."

"What will you do to him?" She asked, her voice soft.

"I don't know."

"Just, please don't do anything stupid. You have to keep this in mind-"

"That he can get me kicked off my team. I know." Then I asked her the most dreaded question I'd been wanting to ask. "Why did he kiss you?"

She closed her eyes. "He said he would never go anywhere now without me. He said he missed me."

"Of course he did. What's there not to miss?" She smiled softly. I continued. "He can miss you all he wants. I don't have a problem with that. I have a problem if he fucking tries making a move on you again."

"I told him I didn't want anything to with him. I told him I was happy with you and didn't want it to change. You make me happier than he ever did." She cupped my face.

"When you smile, you make me happy. The fact that I get to hold you and call you my girlfriend makes me happy. Every time you're near me I'm happy. Your existence makes me happy, angel." I whispered to her.

She had to know I'd never felt this was with anyone before. I didn't understand this feeling, I didn't understand why my entire world had started revolving around her. I didn't understand why everything in my life started turning brighter the moment I met her. I couldn't find the words to tell her what I felt when she was near me. I couldn't wrap my head around a single word to describe what I felt.

"When he kissed me I felt disgusted. I squeezed his dick. I kicked him in the balls." She said.

The momentary scowl was replaced by the biggest grin on my face. "That's my girl."

Her eyes locked with mine, the expression deep. "Your girl." Then she giggled. "If you call me yours I have every right to call you mine."

"You do. Because that's true."

"You're mine." She whispered. Every cell in my body awakened. "You are mine and I will never let that change."

"You're mine, angel. And I will never, ever let anyone take you away from me."

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