You're My Bully

Paul Had been thinking.
A dangerous pass time for him.
How could he spend more time with Natalie.
What did she do?
How could he not have known?
Why was his brain running with thoughts unknown to him and his heart raising thinking of her.
Paul was driving home, he should have been in detention but he would rather not.
So he left instead, by know they should have known.

Natalie was walking home peacefully at the moment.
Every now and than boy in a muscle car would drive by, yell something should could not understand.
But over all it was perfect.
Quite, a bit cool, alone, and well alone.
Not that she did not mind good company but only when it was good company and not well ignorant people.
Now only if she could have this all the time.
When a red truck showed up slowly next to her, Natalie just tried to keep going.
But her mind was racing and she found it a little harder to breath.
She knew that truck, she didn't like Paul, but Natalie saw everything.
She didn't find any info 'useless'.
To someone or something, it was useful.

"Natalie!"
Paul yelled, he saw her walking her books closed to her chest and a way to protect herself.
'She is so sweet, and look at that ass.'
Paul maybe falling for her, but he was still Paul.
Normally he would have called her bottom flat.
But the fog of the imprint was taking over in his mind.
Natalie was perfect, she was sweet; She could be sweet to him.
She was shy; cute as hell when he had thought about it, when she got shy she could hide in his chest.
Safe in his arms.

She looked up at him, than down again.
Why could he not let her be, everywhere she looked she saw him.
Well today he was, Natalie was just parodied about the rest.

"Natalie, you want a ride home?"
Paul was so hopeful, he wished and hopped she would say yes.
Natalie was sacred shitless to get in, not that she had but when was she gonna start.
"No thank you"

She said it and Paul was happy he had super human ears because what the hell was that.
Paul was turned down, but a girl..
'That didn't just happen.'
Paul knew this was gonna be hard.
Just he thought it would be hard in a different way, in his pants.

Natalie was taking this moment of his shock to cross the road to get away.
But this pulled Paul out of his trance.
He jumped out of his truck and ran over to her.
Paul being on his roll and being close to her, made his head fogged.
She was so close, a few inches and he could have her in his arms.

Now if only that truck did not have to come and hit him in the side.
When Natalie hear the crash she freaked.
In her mind she knew she had to go and make sure he was okay.
She tried but when she looked back, She saw Paul standing in the middle of the hud.
The man in the car looked to be knocked out.
Natalie being the over emotional baby she was freaked out.
She ran as fast as she could to where ever she could.
She thought maybe she was dreaming, maybe she had been reading to many novels.

When she stopped she was in front of her favorite bookstore.
She looked around as if maybe someone had seen it all and was going to get her.
Paul was closer than he may seem.
Watching his beautiful Natalie, even when she was freaking out, her hair seemed soft.
Her eyes seemed shiny in the sun.
When she went into the store he went to the side window.
He had pulled his shorts over his legs, a hoodly over his head.

He watched her look around trying to act normal but he could see she was nervous.
Thats when he smelled the gross smell of leech made it to his nose.
Then the pale body of a leech next to his Natalie.