“Joseph Lynch.”

You drawled out with a glare, gazing at the boy who begrudgingly has your heart. Your attention. Your love. In short words; Joey was a short tempered and easily annoyed individual when it came to pricks and assholes alike. Earning himself a bad reputation for being expelled from BCS, and now currently enrolled in Tommen College after his drug therapy session that lasted shorter than expected, you and him were currently standing in your house after school. And he had earned himself a nice black eye and bruised knuckles after getting into, and in his own words, “a small confrontation” with another boy who was cat calling you.

“This is a new school, Jesus… don’t ruin your rep here. You know-“

He cut you off with a small gruff voice.

“The Kavnagh’s paid well for me to get into this school, I know, I know…”

You gave him a knowing glare before letting out a sigh of your own.

“I couldn’t help it, baby.. the he was looking at you, I just-“

“I know, you don’t like it when others stare at what’s yours, hm?”

You teased with a smirk, stepping closer to him, hand on his chest as you gently tugged at his shirt.

“Fuck, baby… keep talking like that and you’ll find yourself in a world of trouble.”