Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four
Betrayed By Everyone Loved by Four Chapter 22

History class went by in a breeze. James decided to sit at the desk next to me, again. Milo and I passed notes the entire period and James kept on shooting us glares. I ignored him. He has no reason to be upset when he has multiple girlfriends. When class ended Milo walked me to my locker before he had to head to his own class. He told me he would see me in our last period though. Then I headed to my next class. When I got there no one else was in the room, not even the teacher. Did I miss something? Usually, I was one of the last to this class. "Mr. Fisher moved the class to the computer room." Came a deep voice from behind me.

I turned around and gave Leo a bored look. He smirked at me in return. My god, he is looking really hot today. It's unfair. He ditched his leather jacket exposing his large arms. Does he work out too?

The bell rang. "Then why didn't he leave a note on the door?" I asked.

Leo's smirk deepended. "He did." He said as he held up a piece of paper. "I took it down when I got here." He told me.

I frowned. "Why?" I asked.

"To tease you." He told me.

I huffed at him. "Rude. Now we're late." I said as I pushed passed him.

"We could just skip. You could let me take you to the equipment room." He said in a teasing tone.

I paused and turned to him. "Atlas told you all already?" I asked.

Leo nodded, an amused look still on his face. "He told us about your locker too and how this apparently happens to you all the time." He said, his voice a bit harder now.

I looked away from him. "Yeah and?" I said with my own hard tone.

Leo closed the distance between us. He grabbed my chin and forced my eyes to his. There was no pity like I expected there to be. Instead, he was staring down at me like he wants to eat me. I gulped. "Why didn't you ever tell anyone?" Leo asked me.

I shrugged. "The principal doesn't care. I didn't want my parents to worry. It's just high school." I told him softly.

Leo's eyes hardened and his hold on my chin tightened. "The principal knows?" He asked.

"Yes." I admitted.

"He can't just not do anything, he could lose his job. You should let us tell our parents. They can sue him-"

"No." I said as I wrapped my hand around Leo's wrist that is holding my chin. "Please don't. It's not worth it. If we do that, then the bullies win. I have to show them that I don't care." I told him.

Leo's deep green eyes bore into my light green ones. He lets nothing show so I have no idea what he's thinking. I settled for giving him my best puppy dog face to sweeten his mood. Eventually he smiled down at me, like a real smile, not a smirk.

"Save the innocent looks for Atlas and Oliver princess." He said as he let go of my chin. "I think it's really hot that you want to face them head on." He told me and I blushed. "I don't like it and I can't make any promises that I won't do anything in the future, but I'll have your back Millie. It's your choice." He told me.

My heart warmed at Leo's words. I'm not sure if it was him calling me hot, telling me he might still take action, or telling me he would have my back no matter what I wanted to do. Regardless, it was a very nice gesture, especially for Leo. "Thank you." I said softly.

Leo grabbred my hand and started pulling me down the hall. "Now, let's get to class before your three girls lose their heads over their stupid history assignment." He said. How does he know they were working on a history assignment?

The rest of the hour went by smoothly. Leo and I didn't get in trouble for being late thankfully. I helped the three girls with their history papers and then sat back as they typed them up. My eyes would travel across the room and always land on Leo. The stupid bad boy would always catch my eyes but I never backed down. If they were all brave enough to flirt with me the way they do, then I surely could look at them without backing down.

When the bell rang I was the last to leave the room. Leo was waiting outside of the computer room for me. He told me he was walking me to my locker. I let him, mostly because I don't think he would have cared if I told him no. I couldn't stand the silence after a minute so I started asking him random questions.

Turns out there is a lot more to Leo Whitlock than meets the eye. His favorite color is red, I thought it would be black. Leo also apparently has a motorcycle and offered to take me on a ride sometime. I laughed and told him that there was no way my dad would let that happen. To which he told me that my dad and his dad used to ride together. Great, Dad will probably say yes just because our dads are friends.

After getting my stuff we went to his locker and met Lila there. The three of us walked to the library together. Lila was going on and on about how cute Caleb is and I couldn't help the disgusted look that was glued on my face. I'm happy for them really, but he is still my brother.

When we got to the library Oliver, Atlas, and Milo were already there. They were sitting at the same table we sit at every day. Oliver is at the end of the table with an empty seat to his left. Milo is to his right and Atlas in on the other end. When I set my stuff down they all smiled up at me.

"Bout time you guys got here." Milo said.

"Millie takes forever in her locker." Leo said and I glared at him.

Then I looked to Atlas. "There's a new door on my locker. Thank you." I told him.

Atlas gave me that cute lopsided grin. "Anything for you babygirl." He said and I rolled my eyes.

We all pulled our work out and a short while later I had finished all of my homework except for calculus.

"You going to let me help you today? Or are you going to pretend you understand calculus as much as the rest of your subjects?" Oliver asked teasingly.

I looked up to find that he moved closer to me. "Okay fine, you caught me. I suck at calculus. Please help." I told him with a pout.

Oliver chuckled. "You don't suck. You're actually really good, you just don't understand this part." He told me as he pointed to an equation in my book.

For the next 15 minutes Oliver went over the things I was struggling with. He is honestly very helpful. I think I'm starting to understand it better now.

"Millie." I lifted my head up to see that Ted had called to me. "Sorry to interrupt. I have to run to the teachers lounge for a few minutes. You wouldn't mind keeping an eye on things would you?" He asked me.

"Not at all." I told him with a smile.

It's only the six of us in here anyways, and I doubt anyone will come in here. The moment Ted left the library Oliver moved closer to me. I looked around the table but it didn't seem like anyone else noticed. Maybe it's just me. Oliver placed his hand on my thigh. Okay, not just me.

"Atlas told us that you kissed him earlier." Oliver whispered in my ear and I gulped. He's so close that I can smell his cologne and he smells so good. "Not that we couldn't tell by the lipstick print on the side of his neck." He told me. Is it getting hot in here? "So Millie, do I get a kiss next?" He asked.

Oliver is so close I can practically feel his lips on my ear. Goosebumps rose across my body. It is definitely getting hot in here. I shot to my feet quickly causing everyone at the table to look up at me. My face heated worse than it already is.

"I, uhm, have to look at some books for history class." I said and then walked away before anyone could say anything else.

I rushed to a random empty row of books and tucked myself in the back corner. My breathing is coming out hard. Get a grip would ya! I scolded myself. What is wrong with these guys? Why would Oliver say something like that knowing I just made out with his friend a few hours ago? They're all crazy.

In the middle of my stewing, arms wrapped around my middle and I spun around. Oliver is right there, super close to me, too close. He kept his hands on my hips and pulled me against him. I put my hands on his chest with every intention of pushing him away. So why did I grip his shirt instead?

"You didn't answer my question." He told me.

"Your q-question?" I asked.

He nodded and dipped his head closer to me. "I asked when I could get a kiss." He said with a smile.

Is he leaning in closer to me? Oh my god he is. Oliver is only a centimeter from my lips. His breath is fanning against my mouth. If I don't stop this now it's going to happen. So why am I not stopping him?

Oliver, after giving me more than enough time to push him away, pressed him lips to mine softly. At first I was frozen in place. It wasn't until Oliver reached up to cup the side of my face and started to move his lips against mine, that I kissed him back. I couldn't help myself. He's so gentle and his kiss is so sensual.

One second I'm wondering what the hell is going on, the next I'm gripping his white anime T-shirt and pulling him closer to me. I could feel Oliver smile against my lips but I didn't care. Never have I been kissed like this. It's like I can't get enough, can't get close enough.

I was backed up into the bookshelf and I didn't care at all if someone caught us. My hands snaked around Oliver to push into his soft golden curls. Then his tongue slid across my bottom lip, as if asking permission to enter. I parted my lips, more than willingly, and Oliver slipped his tongue inside. He tastes citrusy. After battling with his tongue for a moment I realized that he was chewing gum. Now it's in my mouth. Why does that make me even hotter?

Oliver dropped his hand from my face to grip my ass. I thought that was kind of brave for someone so shy like Oliver, but it was thrilling. He pulled me flush against him by my a*s and I moaned into his mouth. Oliver squeezed my a*s cheeks hard causing me to gasp. I'm hot all over and nothing else in the world matters.

Then Oliver pulled away. At first I was disappointed and instantly pouted. That is until he started kissing down my neck. My eyes rolled back as he licked and sucked along my skin. Then he pulled back again and spun me around. My eyes went wide with surprise and I wasn't sure what was happening. Then he pulled me by my hips against him. I can feel the buldge in his black jeans against my a*s.

"My angel has the best most perfect ass." He mumbled quietly as he pushed himself into me.

I pushed back against him, enjoying the feeling. This is so thrilling. Olivers hands moved under my shirt and up my body slowly as his mouth latched onto my shoulder, the same shoulder that Atlas was sucking on only hours ago. My breathing grew even heavier as Olivers hands went higher and higher. He's moving so slow it's agonizing. There's plenty of time to push him away. I should push him away.

Instead, I pushed my a*s against his buldge again and he groaned around my skin. Then his hands finally skimmed under my bra. My panties have got to be soaking wet by now, hell, my jeans are probably soaking wet by now. Olivers fingers moved under my bra. He's so close to touching my hard nipples. I want him to so bad.

"Oliver." I breathed out as I pushed back against him again.

Just when his fingers grazed across my nipples the bell rang. Oliver froze but I jumped, nearly out of my skin. I pushed Olivers hands off of me and turned around to face him. My breathing is coming faster now after being startled.

Oliver raised a brow at me. "I guess you want to stop now?" He asked.

I gave him an incredulous look. "We should have never started." I said and turned around to walk back to our table.

"Seemed like you liked it to me." Oliver commented amused right before we reached the table.

I ignored him. I'm too embarrassed. I can't believe I let that happen. Or that I liked it that much. Or that I want it to happen again. That was so hot, and now I'm left all bothered. Ted is back behind his desk thankfully, and completely unaware of anything that happened.

When I reached the table I gathered up my things and looked at Lila. "Are you taking me home? Don't feel obligated, I can totally walk." I told her.

Lila giggled. "I told Caleb I would watch him practice today." She told me with a pout.

I rolled my eyes. "So, gross." I mumbled. "Don't worry about it I don't mind walking." I told her as I slung my backpack over of my shoulder, that suddenly disappeared.

I turned around to find Milo holding onto it. He's smiling at me and I frowned at him. I was ready to stomp my foot like a two year and demand for it back.

"I'll be taking you home today cupcake." He told me.

Before I could decline Oliver walked over to me. "And I'll be picking you up in the morning." He told me.

I glared at the two of them. "What am I? Some charity case? I have two legs, I can walk." I stated.

"You are not a charity case. You are our friend. Let us give you rides." Leo demanded.

I stomped my foot and turned around. "Fine."