forum I Need Another Shipping O/O... (Closed)

Started December 11, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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“Yes,” Willow whispered. She blocked out the whispers, knowing that if she focused on them too long, she would eventually break down. Her face too remained neutral, as to not let the gossipers grab onto her feelings.

“Good. Then I need you to laugh,” Sterling murmured before grinning. He spun her around and pulled her close, looking into her eyes for a moment. Then, he leaned down, tugged her into a kiss, his hands resting on her waist.

Willow did as she was told, laughing loud and clear, until Sterling captured her mouth in a kiss. She kissed back softly, her hands now resting on his shoulders. The kiss still held the same spark as the first one, and Willow loved it.

Sterling smiled against her lips. Nothing like a little PDA to get people to look away from you, right? Plus, it had the benefit of him getting to kiss Willow again.

He pulled away, somewhat reluctantly, and smiled at her softly. “There… Now the rumors will be settled…”

“I guess that’s one way to do it,” A giggle escaped Willow, her cheeks bright red. “I guess we should get to History, then.” she said, tugging slightly on Sterling’s shirt.

“Hm… Right. Need to go put your things in your locker first?” Sterling wondered, smirking at her a bit.

“Yes, I need to grab my History book,” Willow finally let go of Sterling, but intertwined their hands together. She began to pull him along to their lockers, looking back and smiling at him.

“Of course. But I think I can walk on my own, sweetheart,” Sterling chuckled as he walked behind her.

Willow blushed at the nickname, but continued to hold his hand nonetheless. “But I like holding your hand, love.” she said, smirking back at him.

Sterling grinned at her, that same grin that gave him his popularity. “And I like holding your hand as well. But that’s not what I meant. I meant that you don’t have to drag me along.”

“Walk faster,” Willow said with a cheeky grin. She knew he could easily pass her, but she liked to poke fun.

Sterling snorted and sped up his pace. He quickly walked past her, then turned around so that he was walking backwards. “That good enough for you?”

“You’re going to run into people if you keep on walking like that,” Willow pointed out, quirking an eyebrow. What a dork. But a cute dork.

“Then you should probably let me know before I do, huh?” Sterling teased with a wink and that infamous smirk of his.

Willow rolled her eyes, a light blush appearing on her cheeks. “You’re insufferable,” she said playfully, crossing her arms.

(*insufferable)

Sterling laughed and reached over to flick her nose quickly. “Maybe. But you like it.”

(Sorry)

Willow’s nose wrinkled after he flicked it, the blush on her cheeks coming back full force. “That may be true,” she said, looking away from him for a few seconds before looking back, a smile on her face.

(Lol. It’s fine. My sister makes mistakes like that all the time, and I mostly ignore it. But I just like to make sure people know what the correct word is…)

Sterling’s grin grew at the sight of her blush. It was really cute on her…

“Oh, I think it definitely is. And that blush is adorable on your cheeks,” he added softly.

“Stop, you’re going to make me blush even more,” Willow complained lightly, a smile on her face.

“Good. That’s my job, isn’t it?” Sterling teased with another wink as he chucked softly.

Willow covered her face with her hands as the blush deepened. What was Sterling doing to her… “…Yes” her answer was sightly muffled.

Sterling chuckled and glanced behind himself. “So, anyway, where’s your locker again?”

"Ah, right here," she said, stopping at her locker. Willow quickly put in her code into the combination lock and it swung open. Putting in the books she didn't need, she grabbed her history book and binder and stuffed her book bag in the locker. She closed and leaned against it, waiting for Sterling.

(Okay! This is during lunch, btw)

Willow had excused herself from the table to go to the bathroom, something she needed to do since 3rd period. She pushed open the door to find Jessica and Sophia, the two snakes of the grade. Oh great. Here we go… Trying to go around them, she was stopped by a perfectly manicured hand.

“So, Willow. It’s Willow, isn’t it?” She nodded mutely. It was better to let her speak then to interrupt.

“Word is that you’ve been hanging around with Sterling, is that true?” Sophia said, leaning against the sink. I wish the water would turn on and spray her.

As for the question, she chose not to answer. Giving information to a snake was the last thing you wanted to do. “I just want to go to the bathroom.” Willow said softly, not looking up.

Sterling entered the cafeteria and looked around for Willow. He had wanted to sit with her and talk to her, but she wasn’t in the room. Wherever she had gone, he hoped she came back soon…

“Sorry sweetie, but we’re not going anywhere until you get in your tiny head that Sterling is ours,” Jessica snapped, her words growing more enforced as she talked. Willow backed away, her back hitting the wall.

“Please go away…” she said quietly. Sophia laughed.

“Not a chance, until you tell Sterling that you can’t see him anymore.” Well, that’s a little impossible to do, since I’m living in his house. Willow said nothing, again, and it seemed like it angered Jessica. She pushed Willow, who stumbled back. With one last glance at the two girls, she walked back out of the bathroom and into the cafeteria with a lost look on her face.

Sterling glanced around the cafeteria once more, probably the fifth time he’d done so in the last few minutes. One of his friends sighed and elbowed him.

“What’s up, man? You look lost,” a guy with shaggy blond hair and bright blue eyes asked curiously.

“I’m looking for someone. That girl I was with the other day, Willow. I thought she was in this lunch hour, too,” Sterling answered, turning his attention back to his plate.

The blond nodded slowly, reading the look in his friend’s eyes. He looked around the room and spotted a familiar face. “Does she have light brown hair and blue eyes?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Because she’s just walking in, then.”

Sterling’s head shot back up at his friend’s words, and he grinned as he saw Willow. He gestured her over, nudging his friend down a seat to make room for her.