Touch Me Please

Megan's point of view.

Watching this handsome hunk drag Stella away is giving me goosebumps, the butterflies in my stomach were somersaulting in excitement because this is typically 'the possessive boyfriend' scene, and I Megan Alessandro, love these kinds of scenes the most.

"Who the hell was that bastard? How dare he punch me because of a fucking whore?"

I heard someone curse beside me, which not only interrupted my fan-girl moment, but furthermore deeply offended me.

I let my anger get the best of me, and before I could process what my hand were attempting to do, it's already landed on the idiot's face.

"What the hell?! You slapped me!" he growled.

"My friend's name isn't a whore, her name is STELLA!" I yelled Ella's name in his face, then flipped my hair and made sure their tips hit his face.

"You..."

"I?" I asked with my hands on my waist and my head held up challengingly.

He narrowed his eyes and glowered spitefully at me, as though he's gonna pounce on me any minute, infact, I