I was in shock, like I really couldn't move or talk. I just wanted to crawl up and fucking die. Seriously, who would fucking put up pages upon pages of my personal life? It took us all of lunch to take them down from around the school; they were on all the walls, all over the lockers, in the bathrooms, on the fucking ceilings, and stapled to the trees. What I really don't get is why? Why the fuck would you pry into someone else's life and post that shit. It's fucking ridiculous and Brian's not fucking happy, honestly he looks like he's about to murder someone.

I placed his hand on his flexed bicep, I inwardly cursed myself at getting turned on at the feel of his muscles under my hand. "Babe, are you okay?" I asked him, whispering so only he could hear me.

“What sort of question’s that, Zachary?” he spat at me. I shrunk back within myself, sort of frightened by my fiancé, his eyebrows drawn together in a scowl.

“I don’t know, Brian. I was just asking, no need to bite my goddamn head off.” I shot back, looking down at the ground as I did, scuffing the toe of my shoe against the ground. I guess he regretted what he said as he placed a finger under my chin, forcing me to look in his eyes.

“Sorry about snapping at you. Well, no I’m not okay. Some fuck just posted shit of my fiancé around the fucking school. I really want to know who the fuck done it so I can blow his fucking head off.” He admitted, stroking my cheek as he spoke. I gave a sort of half-smile, my way of accepting his apology.

“How about we forget about this shit for one night and let me take you out? Please baby, I really want to go on a date with you, just you and me though.” Brian smiled, biting his lip.
“Shouldn’t I be the one taking you out?” he smirked. I rolled my eyes, not sure as to where he was going with this. "Y'know 'cause I'm the manly one in this relationship, babe." he chuckled, pushing my hair out of my eyes. I rolled my eyes.

“I’m not girly!” I said, pouting my lips for added effect. He chuckled and kissed me softly.

“Babe, admit it. I’m manlier than you are.”

***
It actually took the rest of the day to calm Brian down, I don’t know what why though and that’s what’s been bothering me. I just wish he’d tell me, not let me guess. My head shot up as the door slammed into the wall as it opened revealing an angrier looking Brian. He was positively fuming; I slowly got up and went over to him, placing my hand on his arm. “Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked him. He just shook his head slowly, showing me the note that he held in his hand. 'Well, looks like you’re one step closer to being mine.' A strangled gasp escaped from my mouth as I realized who it was. Brian pulled me into a hug, a tight but gentle one.

“James isn’t it?” he whispered, the tone in his voice makes it very clear he doesn’t want to believe it’s him.

“Yes.” I choked on my tears, gripping his shirt tight as I cried. The possibility of him getting me was fairly likely, even though I know Brian’s strong... Would he be strong enough though? “I recognise the hand-writing.” I let out between sobs. Bri was hugging me tighter, his hand rubbing my back while the other was running through my hair, he was whispering cute and loving things into my ear. I felt Brian shift his position a bit, so he could face the door.

"Yeah, dad?" Bri asked, I turned my head slightly so I could see Brian Sr. standing awkwardly in the doorway.

"Just checking if Zacky's okay, y'know since he's like my son now." Brian said. Walking into the room and over to where we were standing, he just pushed Bri out of the way so he could hug me himself. I smiled a little and hugged him back.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I told him not too truthfully. He rolled his eyes.

"We got a note from James, and also there's been pages upon pages of Zee's personal life posted around the school." Bri answered, placing a hand on my back.

"They what! How fucking dare they! God, who do they think they are and more importantly who the fuck do they think they are?!"

"Yeah, we think it may be James." I said, Brian nodded.

"That's a possibility. Hell, that's all we can work with at the moment." and with that Brian walked out, leaving Bri to help me get ready for our date tonight.

*** ~ ***
"Babe! Where are we going?" I whined, he wasn't about to budge anytime soon I decided to snake my hand up his thigh and palm him over his suit.

"Zee, not now, dammit. Do you want us to crash?" he asked me, looking at me out of the corner of his eyes.

"No, I just want you to tell me where the fuck you're taking me."