<<(Y/N) POV>>

I woke up the next morning to my mom arguing with my mom screaming at her boss again. I put on some regular jeans and put my sweat shirt on. I sigh as I redo my ponytail and slowly tip toe downstairs, grabbing my bag and exiting my house.

'I love you god dammit!'

'You what?'

I squeezed my eyes shut as the words echoed in my mind. I let a single tear out as the thought of it was just killing me inside. I bumped in to someone and made him drop his notebook. I bent down and started picking it up, I looked at his composition notebook and saw his name,

'David'

I handed it to him and he smiled. He was very tall, with black hair and glasses. He seemed friendly but I can't just trust him,

"Hey." He said and I nodded, saying hello myself.

"Can't talk?" He asks and I shake my head,

"I can, but I didn't wanna trust you right away." I said and he shrugged.

"Understandable, I'm David." He put his arm out and I backed up. "C'mon, I won't bite." He smiled. I grabbed his hand in mine and shook.

"I-I'm (Y/N)." I said and he nodded

"Rare name I hear these days, yet very beautiful." He said and I blushed.

"Thanks?"

"No problem. Where ya heading?" He walked beside me as I started walking to the school. I pointed to the large building ahead and he smiled.

"Go there too?" He asked and I nodded.

"New?"

"Yeah, I transferred from Ireland." He said

"Holy hell, that's a long way." I said and he nodded.

"Blame that on my parents. They thought I was depressed cause I wore black and listened to rock music all day, so the sent me to a mental hospital, I was eventually taken to America by a foster family. "

"Long story. I suppose you want to know mine?" I ask and he shrugs,

"Don't wanna pressure ya but would be nice to know what's been going on in your life." He smiled.

"I was born by accident as I like to call, but my mom hates it when I say that. My mom and dad were a great couple when they decided they wanted to go a step forward, and then came me. My dad wasn't ready to be a father so he fled with my moms best friend to Hawaii. My mom never got to go to college cause of me." I looked down,

"I'm sorry." He said and wrapped his arm around me. I flinched a little but I relaxed to his touch. We walked on campus and I saw the crew. They glared at me and they saw the new guy.

"Look it's black hoodie!" Tyler laughed and walked over to us. He stood in front of me and laughed, "still looks as if she woke up like this." His friends laughed. David stood in front of him and pushed him away.

"Leave her alone." He demanded

"And who the hell are you to talk to him like that?" Evan walked over but Tyler put a hand on his chest.

"Grab him." He said and Evan and Jon did so. I was grabbed by the throat and pinned to the wall. He was slowly lifting me up as I kicked around. I was scratching at his hands as he just looked at me with anger. But soon, Tyler's look seemed to be hit with something that caused him to let go of me. I fell on all fours and coughed uncontrollably. I looked up at Tyler who was crouched down and was slowly reaching for me. I backed away from his touch and he retracted his hand. He stood and grabbed Evan and Jon away form David.

"Let's split." He said, they started walking away. I walked over to David and gave him a tight hug. As if I was drowning and he was the only thing I needed to float.

"Thank you." I said and he hummed.

"Bunch of arseholes is what they are." He said and I giggled.

"It's ok, I'm used to it." That seemed to set off something in him.

"They do this daily?"

"I deserve it. It's what they do." I said and he shook his head.

"You don't deserve it, you're actually the kindest girl I know."

"You just met me."

"And I wanna help you. Now tell me why they call you that." He crouched a bit to my level.

"Call me what?"

"Don't act like you don't know and don't say you're used to it, why do they call you hoodie girl?" I looked down and played with my feet, I didn't wanna answer the question, but he was interrogating me and I knew he wouldn't leave with no answer.

"This is my dads hoodie. His favorite hoodie that he left behind, it's all I have left of him." I said, sniffling a bit at the thought of him. "Those boys know that I don't have a dad and my mom has 2 jobs to support me." I said, I hated Tyler with all my might. He could die in a hole for all I care.

"How would they know?"

"Their leader, Tyler, my mom works for his father." David nodded, standing up and walking with me in the school.

"I promise I won't let those boys hurt you as long as I'm here." He smiled and I shrugged.

"I'm-"

"Don't. It's time to stop getting used to it, and start getting over it." He said, my eyes lightened up and a smile spread across my face.

"You just made a famous quote right there." He laughed and smiled at me.

"I didn't even mean to,"

"Yeah whatever, Irish boy."

"C'mon pony girl." He pulled my pony tail lightly.

"Don't touch me!" I punched him in the shoulder and he laughed as we walked from class.

<<??? POV>>

I don't know what broke over me, but I couldn't handle it.

He's a trouble maker, stealing my opportunity for her

He needs to go. Before she spends all her time and feels safe around him and I don't get any chance to see her.

Because you know what? She's not his..

She's mine.