My Hot Alpha

I walked outside, he was parked in front of the school but not on school property. Gearing myself up for the argument I was expecting I reached his car opening the passenger side door and getting in.

"You can't just summon me all the time Jake, especially when I'm at school".

"I had to find out from Jessica, f*****g Jessica". He sighed. "Why didn't you tell me?".

"I literally just found out and-....

"No baby, why didn't you tell me you applied?".

"I applied out of rage". I chewed the inside of my cheek. "I saw Yale as my card to get out of here. I wanted to be as far away from you as possible". There was no point in sugar coating it.

"I see, shit baby you got into Yale". He grabbed a hold of my hand lacing our fingers together.

This wasn't exactly how I was expecting this to go. He didn't seem mad. "The thought was nice while it lasted". I shrugged.

We both knew I couldn't go, I liked knowing I was smart enough to get in though. It was always an option for me and if Jake didn't do what he did I wouldn't have even applied.

"I feel terrible". He sighed.

"Don't it's okay I can get my degrees online it's no big deal". I could still get honours and high marks through online course.

"If I hadn't of fucked up you wouldn't have applied and now you have and got in I feel like I'm letting you down". He brushed his thumb over my knuckles.

"Yale was never one of my choices so I'm not disappointed that I can't go". That was a lie, now I had got in I would love to see what it's like.

"Don't lie to me Leah".

"What?". I frowned.

"I know you want to go".

"But I can't go so can we please just drop it. What's the point in talking about it when we both know it was never an option. I have to get back". "I don't want to fight Leah".

"We're not fighting I just don't want to talk about it anymore. I'll see you tonight".

He wouldn't let go of my hand.

"Jake". I groaned.

"I'll see you tonight". He placed a kiss on my knuckles before letting my hand go.

No one else said anything about Yale when I went back in. Eating the rest of my chips I sat in a world of my own until the bell went.

"I'm guessing it went alright?". Rocco asked.

"Better than I expected". I shrugged. "Class you got now?".

"Free period". He smirked.

"Same I'm heading to the library if you want to come?".

"I'll grab the coffees".

"I don't like this". Ryan frowned pointing between myself and Rocco.

Rolling my eyes I picked up my bag and my water. "Don't be dramatic you're still my favourite". I winked.

"That's my girl". He grinned. "You wanna do something after school?".

"Can't I have detention".

"Still?".

"Mr Gallagher isn't letting it go but I'll let you know about the weekend". The second bell went. "Go to class I'll message you later". "Bye shorty and you". He pointed to Rocco. "Keep your hands to yourself".

.....

It wasn't long before the final bell was ringing signalling that school was over for the day.

"Aren't you coming?". Abby asked.

"Detention". I rolled my eyes.

"Ah right. I'll see you tomorrow then".

"Bye". I smiled.

Packing away my things I waited for the class to be empty. Mr Gallagher was sat behind his desk typing away on his computer. "I'll be with you in a second Miss Wilson".

"Okay". Taking a sip of my water I took out my phone, Jake had messaged as well as my gran.

"Really Miss Wilson".

Sighing I slipped my phone back into my bag. School was over, I didn't see why I couldn't have my phone.

"So what do you want me to do?". I asked.

"We're going to the library. Miss Young needs some books sorted and you're going to help her".

"Remember I have a broken hand". I frowned.

"Yes but you still have use of the other one". He smirked.

"Okay". I rolled my eyes picking up my bag.

"You head to the library and I'll meet you down there". He went back to his computer.

The library was empty not that I expected people still to be here. Picking the first table I dumped my bag and went to find Miss Young.

She was giggling like a school girl. I smirked when I noticed who she was talking to. He winked when he caught me staring. Rocco.