My Boyfriend Is a Liberal Arts Student (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 11 Half a Heart

Author’s Note: Remember guys, the night never lasts. So if you’re feeling down and happen to be reading this. You will smile and laugh again. Half a Heart- One Direction. Plus I had a talk with Michael Godsey into taking another selfie for you guys. So you can see that to the right.

-J.P.-

There was a guy standing right in front of me. I could feel his hard body leaning into mine. His arms had me trapped against the wall. Each hand was placed on each side of my head. So there was no escape. The guy in front of me had the wildest blue eyes I’d ever seen. Right now they were hot, and reminded me of the ocean in midday, while stranded on a raft. With no drinkable water in sight. Or at hand.

The guy in front of me had natural dark rings around his eyes. Like a vampire. Edward Cullen much?

“Cody. I can’t see the board.” I tried standing at the tips of my toes. Our professor was indeed with his back to us, and he was writing on white board. There were a lot of notes I would rather be writing down right now.

“Class hasn’t started yet.” He said this in what I guessed was a seductive voice. He was too tall, even when I stood on the tips of my toes.

There was no mistaking the giggling from our fan club to the left. Four girls seemed to fanning themselves or each other with their folders. Only one of them used a binder. If she didn’t watch what she was doing, she was going to end up bopping one of her friends in the face. Then there would be a cat fight.

Never get involved in one of those. Trust me. I have tried and barely gotten out alive. There were scars, mental, emotional ones.

I tried once again but he moved in closer flattening my notebook to my chest. I really hoped he wasn’t about to kiss me. He wasn’t Michael. Despite how much his betrayal bothered me, this wasn’t going to make things better.

Our fan club also moved in closer, fanning their faces and each other faster. Pervs.

The professor was either middle aged or close to it judging by the gray streaks on this sides of his head. He was completely blind to what was going in the far back of his classroom. It was another large circular room built like a theater, just like most of the other classrooms.

“Cody this isn’t high school.” I tried to shove him back but he was too big, strong. Oh and he’s a werewolf.

That’s when his lips clamped over my mouth. Then I think one of the girls from our fan club fainted. The thump sound made it obvious. Oh and it wasn’t like any of her friends stopped watching the show to help her. No, they left her on the floor.

A small sound that sounded like an ‘eeeeeeeeeee’ emitted from my throat. So I did the one thing I never thought I’d ever do in my life. I grabbed a straight boy’s crotch.

Right when I did it, I started to regret it.