I repeatedly punch him until his noise starts to bleed.
My blood boil at the thought of his hands on her.
I had noticed him follow her up the stairs and immediately knew he was up to no good.
Grabbing him by the collar, I growl into his ear. "Fuck off."
"Are you alright." I turn to Kiera who has a blank look on her face.
She hesitantly nods before speaking. "Thanks."
"You are welcome, and you owe me one." I joke trying to lighten the tensed atmosphere.
"I think am getting tipsy." Kiera smiles, shifting from one feet to another.
"Let's get you out of here." I walk to the door.
"Aren't you coming." I ask when I notice her still form.
She sends me a smile then bounce to me.
Fuck. I hate drunk girls.
Judging from my past experience with Sky and Mia I think I have a big reason to.
"Where are we." Kiera asks as we step into jack's moms garden.
"In a garden." I reply before heading to a chair sited near the roses.
"Yes garden, you know we're flowers are planted." I roll my eyes.
This is what I hate most about drunk girls.
Dumb questions .
"I love flowers." Kiera jumps in excitement.
"Hey don't touch them." I scold as KieraPrandomly pluck flowers.
Jack's mom is really going to kill me.
"Stay away." I swat her hand away from my face.
"Ok just do it." I groan when her lips starts to tremble.
A smile grace her lips as she hangs a white flower on both of my ears.
She also pins a rose on her fancy styled hair.
"How do I look." She claps childishly.
"Perfecto, we should take some pics." I play along.
"Pictures, I love pictures." A big grin appears in her face.
I wonder how she'd behave when she's sober.
"C'mon say drunk..." I urge.
I take more shots at her then she takes the phone.
"Let's take you some pictures." She says. "Now say KIERA."
"Kiera...." I chuckle.
"Urgh" she groans.
"I am so tired, I want my bed." She states.
"Then let's get you home." I day then stand up.
I immediately regretted taking the motor cycle as I hop in and kiera lace her hands around my waist.
"Hold on tight okay."
I drive to the dorm in an average speed and we arrived in no time.
After helping Kiera take off her shoes, and the pins holding her hair, I tuck her in bed.
"Don't go." She says in a small voice, as u turn to leave.
"Go to sleep."
"Stay." She pleas, her mouth in a pout. "Sing me a song."
(So how was it, give it a like. And you can also comment on your opinions on the book. I'd love that. Love yal. Thank you.)