60 days of learning love ✔️

Part 2

Noah POV

Shit shit shit.

I'm so screwed. That girl looked like she wanted to kill me and all I could do was be the pathetic person I am. Well, at least I'm safe now.

Ugh, I hate myself for being like this. I'm always apologising for things that weren't my fault, and all I get in return is people calling me a pussy or a faggot. I hate that word. I'm not even gay but the word itself is just horrible, yet it's thrown around without a second thought. I'm probably the only one in this school that thinks like that though.

I hate it here. Everyone is so self absorbed. And just because I have the best grades in my class, just because I haven't kissed a girl, and just because I'm socially awkward and prone to apologising, I'm a target. It sucks.

And the only place I can get away from the torment is here, inside my car. I know, we're not supposed to leave the building during school hours, but I actually had to gain permission from the school to eat in my car. How sad is that? I've been eating here for 15 minutes already. At least I'm safe. Or at least that's what I thought, until I saw an angry brunette leave the school buiding and search around the parking lot.

The same angry brunette that I had knocked over 15 minutes ago.

Fuck.

She's probably not looking for me though, right? She's pretty so maybe she's just waiting for her partner? Or she has something important going on and her parents are picking her up?

I was pretty sure she wasn't looking for me, but I still sunk down lower into my seat.

I kept my eyes on the brunette as she searched through the parking lot. And she was about to head back inside until she caught something in the corner of her eye, and then she turned around and stared at me. She stared at me directly in the eye. I had never felt so small in my life.

Then she made her way over to me. And I just stared at her dumbly until she knocked on the window of the passanger door. I unlocked the door and she slid in beside me.

"You're the one that's never kissed a girl, right?" she question. I just nodded at her whilst slowly backing away from her. I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid.

"nice to meet you! I'm Olivia, but most people refer to me as the girl that's never kissed a boy" she offered me a smile, but it was obviously forced.

"nice to meet you, can you get out of my car now?" I said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. But I'm pretty sure I sounded as awkward as I felt.

She laughed, not a sweet laugh, more like an evil laugh. I gulped.

"I didn't come all this way to find you just so I could leave you alone again".

She made it sound clear that she wasn't leaving, and I grew more and more worried. So I just blurted everything out.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to knock you over. I get that your mad at me, but please don't beat me up. I'm extremely awkward when it comes to talking to people and I should have at least helped you up, but I didn't and that's my fault. If you feel the need to punch me then please do it quickly and lightly because I don't want a bruise. And if you want to publicly humiliate me then don't be too harsh, I want to keep the little pride I have and-"

"Oh shut up" she said, cutting me off. She took a deep breath before continuing. "look, I'm not going to beat you up. I'm going to offer you a deal. And don't interrupt me whilst I'm speaking. We're both being bullied for our lack of experience in the dating area, so what if we date each other? We can shut those people up for the rest of our time at school. And if we find someone we actually like along the way, we can break up and date them. It's a win-win situation here, we date, stop the people harassing us and then we break up. It's the perfect deal! So, how 'bout it?".

It took me a while to process the words she was saying. So I just ended up staring at her with a blank expression.

Okay, so she wants to date me, to shut people up. If she dates me then people will stop calling me a fag. And if we find people we actually like, we break up. But what if I get emotionally attached to her? I'm a very lonely person and it might annoy her. And then the plan won't work and we'd both go back to being tormented, but it would be worse that time because people would know that we fake dated. But other than my usual overthinking, it's a flawless plan.

"So how is this going to work?" I ask her, a smile plastered on my face when I think about all the people finally shutting up.

She smiled at me brightly, a genuine smile this time. Thank god.

"well, we're going to go back into that building, and we're going to hold hands like a couple, because that's what couples do. And then you're going to walk me to my class, and then I'll kiss you on the cheek before heading inside. Deal?" she explained. I nodded.

"And after school?", if I'm being honest, all I wanted to do was go home, but if she said something about going on a date, I would have to. I don't even know the girl, so maybe a date would be a good idea.

"after school, you're going to drive me to my house and then we're going to hang out for a little while and think of a game plan, okay?" she replied.

I nodded again and said okay. And then that was it. Our agreement to be together was made. I'm probably going to regret this so much.