Owen and Knox

27. It's over

Knox POV

The next day, Owen and I walked to school. Owen had a slight limp which made me smirk, to which I got a slap on the arm for.

As we walked the corridor to our Spanish lesson, Gina ran up to me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. I pushed her off me before she could try and kiss me like she usually does. Owen kind of stood to the side watching what was happening.

"Gina we gotta talk." I told her.

"What about?" She smiled seductively. I had to hold back a look of disgust.

"I don't want to be with you anymore. I'm done, we're done. It's over."

"What?" Her face fell and turned to one of anger. "You're not breaking up with me."

"Yes I am. I don't like you anymore, you have to accept that." I sighed.

"You're not breaking up with me." She screamed making everyone look at us.

"Gina, listen to me. We are no longer a couple. Don't call me, don't text me and stay the fuck away from me." I stated and walked away with Owen following me.

"S-she sounded like a fucking b-banshee." Owen mumbled.

"I know." I chuckled. "But now I get you all to myself." I smirked. We walked past an empty classroom to which I stopped and pulled Owen inside. I closed the door and pushed Owen against the wall so no one would see us.

"Now Gina is out of the way. Owen Lucas Matthews, will you-," I started.

"I-If you're p-proposing g-get down on one knee." Owen giggled.

"Not yet I'm not." I kissed him. "But will you be my boyfriend?"

"Yes." He smiled. I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips to his. Owen put his arms over my shoulders, burying his fingers in my hair like he always does. I melted into him, pressing him against the wall more.

I could feel my jeans getting tighter as I grew hard. Owen pushed his hips to mine, rubbing his now hard member on mine. He didn't stop his movements obviously knowing we were both hard and needed some sort of friction.

"Fuck." I groaned pulling away from his lips. "Want to go back to my house?"

"I-I'm to sore." Owen whined.

"Oh baby I don't care. There's more we can do. I don't have to go anywhere near this arse." I grabbed his arse. "All I need is this mouth."

I used my thumb to run it across his bottom lip. "How does that sound?"

Owen nodded. "Use your words." I growled wrapping a hand around his throat.

"Yes." He whimpered.

"Yes what?" I smirked. Just to see what he says.

"Yes... daddy."
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Owen writhed under my touch with my lips around his hard member. His moans and pants filled my ears making me extra horny for the smaller boy. My boyfriend. Fuck, who knew I'd call my best friend my boyfriend.

"Knox, I-I'm," Owen moaned out but was cut off with a louder moan as he came into my mouth. I moved back up the bed after swallowing the salty liquid then kissing Owen senseless.

"I-I need to c-catch m-my breath." Owen pushed me away. I laid on top of him watching him with his eyes closed taking deep breaths. I softly kissed his neck, small feather kisses that wouldn't be too much but I could still kiss him.
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Owen and I laid in bed after a couple hours and round after round of sex. Owen was out cold with his cheek on my chest letting out his cute snores that he does. I had one arm wrapped around him protectively with the other holding my phone and taking pictures of the cute boy sleeping on me.

After a couple pictures I stopped and just held him close to me, finding comfort in the hold I had him in. The things Owen makes me feel is beyond me, how he can make me feel all this stuff in such a short amount of time.

It's not the first time I've thought about Owen in this way either. I remember the first time we met I had thought he was really cute and wanted to kiss him like I've seen other mums and dads have or like they do on the tv. Then again in year eight, I wanted to, experiment per say with Owen but I knew he was straight.

But of course that turned out to be bullshit. And even after, throughout the last couple years I wouldn't have minded trying stuff with Owen, but only him. No other guy has taken my liking, it's just Owen. What does that mean? I'm bi? Gay? No if I was gay then I'd look at every guy as well but I don't and never will, it'll only be Owen.

I don't care what I am if I'm being honest. All I want is Owen and he wants me and I'll keep it that way for as long as I can. Ant the way I'm feeling right now, I could easily take Owen to the court house and make him mine fully. Nah, that's just rushing into it. I've only asked him to be my boyfriend today, I should wait.

I can't explain it. The love I feel for the sleeping boy next to me. It's one of those things you have to feel for yourself to know what it is and how it feels. It's mental to think that only been a couple days since I beat my meat in the shower over him. But it's there, and I can promise that whatever happens between Owen and I, I will always love him.

God, he's made me go all cheesy and sappy. I rolled my eyes and let out a small chuckle at my thoughts. To think this time a few days ago we were only friends and saying I love you in a best friend way. Now we're boyfriends, having sex and saying I love you because we mean it, it means more. Owen is the one for me, and I hope in the one for him.