Love is an Act of War

I wake up in Ashton's arms still and groan, wanting to sleep again. I shake him awake.

"Ash." I whisper. He groans, too.

"What?" He says, sitting up a little, unwrapping his arms from me.

"We gotta go to school today, go get ready." I whisper, seeing as these walls are paper thin and if I wake up Erika she'd murder me. She's pretty hard core.

"I'm wearing this." He says, gesturing to the outfit he wore yesterday. I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh so I have to dress up, but not you?"

He shrugs and smiles. I push his shoulder, knocking his balance down and he falls onto the bed again. I walk over to my closet and sigh. I take off my shirt and pants that I fell asleep in.

"What if I protested and wore a blanket all day?" I smile back at Ash. He rolls his eyes.

I get a random out fit on (Outfit Here), and wake up Ashton again, walking down stairs. I yawn as I see Michael in the kitchen eating cereal.

"You look nice." He winks. I roll my eyes and punch him in the arm. Everyone is already down stairs. The boys are wearing casual band shirts and pants, and Erika is wearing a floral dress, which she obviously hates, and Alex is wearing a plain t shirt and jeans with converse.

"She looks better than me, I'm wearing fucking FLOWERS." Erika complains, pulling at her dress. I laugh but then stop when she shoots a glare at me.

"Oh, Adria, I forgot to tell you, you'll be starting as a junior." Michael pipes up.

"What? I should be a senior!" I complain.

"We all missed a full year of school, so they're holding us back a year. I'll be a senior." He shivers at his last words.

"Can we just go, please?" Alex asks. I nod and Ashton walks out of my room, holding the car keys.

"You're coming bro?" Tristan asks.

"Yeah, I'm a janitor." Ash starts laughing, because he is the worst at cleaning. "So, Adria, Erika and Brysten with me, Tristan and Alex with Michael." He says, referring to cars, since we only have two. Michael gets up and walks to the door, staring at Ash on his way.

"I don't take orders from you." He says blankly. We do our best to hold in our laughs and we get in the cars. I'm in the passenger seat while E and Brysten are in the back, and Ashton drives.

"I hate this bow." I say, halfway into the silent drive. "And this shirt. And this skirt." I say, Ashton laughs.

When we get to the school, I step out of the car, with the others behind me, walking to the front doors. I see Calum pretending to be normal with his gang, Luke and some other people, and he sees me, looking me up and down, obviously liking what he's seeing. My mouth parts slightly. I didn't know HE'D be here. I forgot my gun.

Ashton places a hand on the small of my back and whispers to me, "You got your knife, right?" I nod. I hid it in the waistband of my skirt. "Good." Ashton whispers. My gaze doesn't fall from Calum's though. Our eyes stay glued onto each other like our lives depend on it, with him occasionally looking me up and down. Ashton goes inside with the three of us sit on a bench and wait for school to start.

Calum walks over to me, my first reaction is to grab the knife, but there are other people here, so I don't. "Can I talk to you?" He asks, not taking his eyes off of me. He knows that I have a knife. He knows I can't use the knife. I know he has a knife. I know he won't use the knife. I nod slowly and follow him to the back of the school.

"What." I say flatly, looking at him.

"You look sexy." He smiles. I roll my eyes.

"It's a cover, idiot."

"You have a knife?"

"Of course I do." I say almost immediately. He raises an eyebrow, slowly moving his hand to the small of my back. He slowly moves his hand to my hip, and slides his hand into my skirt, making me tense. He pulls the knife out, smiling, holding it up to me. He walks behind me, keeping the knife infront of me. Calum presses his body against mine, making me go weak. Oh my god, Adria, focus. He slowly slides the un-sharp side of the cold blade on my neck.

"You're very pretty." He whispers into my ear. I know he's about to kill me or whatever, but I want him so bad. But I have to stay focused. Stay loyal.

"Do you have a point to this or is it just for your pleasure?" I whisper sarcastically. He chuckles behind me.

"Ashton wouldn't like it very much if he knew what you were doing." Calum says, moving non sharp blade against my arm.

"You mean what you're doing?" I say, glancing back. He turns me around, so I'm facing him, and presses our bodies against each other again, making my breathing unsteady. He puts a hand on my waist, and puts my hand on his back.

"What am I doing?" He whispers into my ear. Fuuuck.

"You're taunting me." I say back.

"You wanna go out with me?" He asks. I flinch. I pull back a bit, looking at him.

"What?" I ask. Oh shit it must be a trap. He hands the knife back to me. What the?

"You wanna go out with me, Adria?" He asks again.

"You... We're... It's... Calum!" I say.

"Yes?" He asks calmly.

"No, no we can't DATE, Calum. We're enemies. Michael and Ashton would KILL me."

"Wow, nice gang you have." He teases.

"Shut up." I say. He presses his body against mine again, breathing hot air in my ear.

"At least hang out with me after school." He whispers.

"No." I whisper back. He takes the knife back out of my hand, while his other hand is sliding in my skirt.

"Are you sure?" He asks, getting close to my you know what.

"Yes." I say firmly. His hand stops and (extremely) slowly moves back up out of my skirt.

"Okay. But if you change your mind... I have my own car, I leave at 3:30." He whispers, sliding the knife back into where it was in my skirt. "Goodbye Adria." He whispers. I'm speechless as he smiles and walks away, as the bell rings.

---- At Lunch ----

"What?!" I say, following Michael to our table, where the rest of us sit. I see Calum looking at me from across the cafeteria. I ignore it.

"I don't think you're ready yet." Michael says firmly, sitting down.

"B-But I've been working for it my whole damn life!" I yell.

Michael looks pissed, as he looks at me sitting down, and then whispers to me, "Being a gang leader is a lot of responsibility. I don't think you're ready." I'm pissed right now. All I've done with my life is work towards that. Nobody wants it more than me. That's why it's my mission to take down the Shadows gang, starting with Calum.

"Why, because I'm a girl?" I spit back.

"No, because you're still a whiny five year old begging for mommy!" He snaps. Then he leans in and whispers, "I saw you and Calum feeling it up in the back of the school, moron. You can't do stuff like that with the enemy." I freeze.

"I hate you." I whisper back, getting up and walking out to the empty hallway in the back of the school, I sit on a bench. Oh wonderful. Calum comes walking over to me, and sits down.

"Sorry Adria. He said some really shitty stuff." He says looking at me. I shrug.

"What have you got planned after school?"

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