《Her tutor》19
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"Anna! Where the hell is Peyton!" I heard seeing Paxton.
She was stuffing paper down in her backpack.
"I- Uhh she went home to rest." I said and she looked at me.
"SO YOU LET HER?! GO GET HER YOU FUCK HEAD!" Paxton yelled at me as I was quite scared of her.
"Okay okay... I need a key to the house..." I said and she gave me her extra house key.
I get Paxton... she's overly protective of Peyton and I love that about her but she can be scary sometimes. Really... scary.
If were to compare Paxton and Peyton...
Peyton is more the soft person wnd probably forgive you on the spot and Paxton is the person that would rip your head off if you pissed her off...
I don't wanna be on her bad side... If I wanna get close to Peyton I have to stay on Paxton's good side... Right?
I don't wanna piss Paxton off cause she looks like she could rip me to shreds with a machete has a weapon and stabbing me over and over if I ever hurt Peyton.
I got out of the car unlocking the door and going to Peyton's room. I saw her has her mouth slightly open and she was cuddling into a raccoon of hers.
"Hey Peyton you need to wake up." I said as she saw me.
"Hey." I said smiling.
I watched her lay back down but this time she guided me hands to her waist. She pushed me down and got on top of me laying her head down on my chest.
"Peyton-"
"Anna shut up for a second?" She mumbled before nuzzling her head into my neck.
I watched her eyes slowly close.. She was only sleeping when I looked at my phone.
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"Shit okay Peyton wake up. You have to go to school." I said moving as she groaned.
"And importantly I have to got school. I can't skip."
"Please give me at least 15." She groaned giving me the cutest puppy dog eyes ever.
"Fine fine! Jesus stop that." I said and she smiled.
She had her hand on my chest and her head in my neck.
"Thank you..." I heard her mumbled in my neck. Her grip got tight a little and her legs were in between mine...
She's like a mini person compared to me... She's cute like that with her light brown hair... and her green eyes...
I watched the time pass by the minute. I let have 5 extra minutes before moving her.
She got up sitting on the bed before groaning. I sat behind her as I wanted to pull the sweatshirt off of her.
"Anna. I don't wanna lose it right now..." she said and I chuckled.
"Don't worry. I'm not doing that. Plus I'd ask consent first before I even start." I said taking her sweatshirt off.
She was watching her bruised through the mirror. I traced over the dark blue and red mixed with purple bruises on her back and stomach.
"Ahh... Anna please stop." She said holding my hand and squeezing it.
"It's okay..." I said before I hugged her from behind.
My hand snaked up to her neck has I laid my chin on her shoulder.
She snapped a picture as I laughed It was a great photo.
"Cmon I wanna go to school so I'm not failing." I said and Peyton looked at me.
"You wanna go to school?" She said and she nodded but she couldn't help but laugh.
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"You can go but I wanna stay home." She said and I rolled my eyes.
"Cmon pleaseee." I said and she shook her head no.
"If I stay with you... we can skip school but I can't miss practice." I said and she thought about it.
"I wanna show you something afterwards."
"What are you gonna show me?"
"It's a surprise stupid." I said and she laughed a little.
"Fine.." she said giving up.
"Can we get ice cream after school?" She asked me and I laughed.
"Of course."
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"Do you want me to come pick you up? Or you wanna watch?" I asked her has she thought about it.
"I can watch." She said as I smiled.
I was just about to walk away as I felt her pull me back. For a girl that's 5'4 she's fucking string than hulk it's self.
She hugged me... her arms wrapped around my waist and her head in my chest. I smiled and hugged her around her neck.
She pulled back before pulling me down and giving me a kiss on the cheek before going to sit on the bleachers.
I stood their staring at her. What is this girl doing to me...
"ANNA! WE SAW THAT! WE SAW THE WHOLE THING!!" I heard looking behind me to see my soccer friends imitating kissing.
I kicked the soccer ball at their faces making them fall to the ground.
"Will you shut the fuck up?" I said and they laughed at me.
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