Oliver and harry

Getting caught 🤬💔

Oliver let out a breathy sigh and stood up from his rickety desk and shouted out "I can take the homework for Harry ". He knew he was going to get weird stares, because all his classmates knew about him and and Harry was... well nothing. This fact sort of startled him, Harry always made sure they where never closely seen together more like friends witch wasn't rlly a big deal because all the boys in Ms. Mihalys class where friends. They kept up this friend act until... of corse until they got home... and Harry's lips brushed against his when Oliver finally got to their little sanctuary of Harrys house where his parents where never home luckily 😏 and as confident as Harry appears in his school life he always left it up to Oliver to deepen there welcome home kiss. Till eventually they would stay their holding each other Harry's toung- Oliver shook his head drifting back to reality to realize the whole class staring at him like he had just blurted out that he had a gun. Oliver fiddled with his shirt as the frozen class peered at him. This hurt Oliver's ego more than
he would like to admit. He knew him and his "boyfriend" where never seen together, but still- they should know how important he is to Harry. They should know the kind things Harry dose for him behind everyone's back. They should be able to tell how close they where and how vulnerable Harry allowed himself to be when it was just the two boys together. Oliver scoured at the class and the teacher. Ms. Mihaly slowly unfroze from her speechless postion and scoured back at Oliver. She then barked out shortly "why would I give the homework to you, Harry's much closer to other classmates right here in my classroom" she clumsy spat out the last word... and .Oliver. exploded.

     Oliver stared at his sad looking chicken sandwich while the other boys meaningless convo rang through his ears. He tried earlier to add to the conversation, and it wasn't like he was rejected attention it was just... he couldn't stop thinking about how much he fucked up. He replayed the sceen from the homeroom once again. The heat creeping up his neck and that twisting feeling in his stomach, mixing up his guts (😏😏😏😏JAKAKAKAK)  he could practically hear his stomach yelling "DONT OLIVER (last name) HARRY WILL FUCKING FLIP OUT IF UR FOUND OUT" but Oliver ignored his gut reactions because of corse this bitchass pig ass bitch hoeass dumbass hoe just INSULTED HIM AND OLIVERS RELATIONSHIP. DOSD SHE SEE THE THINGS HIM AND HARRY DO TO EACHOTHER WHEN NONES AROUND TO GET THERE NOSES IN SHIT NO! DOSE SHE SEE EVERYTIME HARRY AND HIM CLASP EACHOTHER CUDDLING FOR WHAT SEEMS LIKE ETERNITY WHILE FOOTBALL PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND AND EVENTUALLY WHEN A TOUCHDOWN HITS DOSE SHE SEE HARRYS ADORABLE SMILE TURN TO OLIVER TO LET THE OTHER BOY ENJOY THE WAY HIS SOFT MOUTH LOOKS LIPS PURSED HIS GREEN SPARKLING EYES (I'm assuming) SEARCHING IN HIS PEERING INTO OLIVERS SOUL BEFORE SEEPING IN THE FIMILIAR MOTION OF A SLIGHT BRUSH BEFORE ONCE AGAIN OLIVER WOULD DEEPEN THE KISS BY SLIPPING HIS TOUNGE INTO HARRYS MOUTH SNEAKING HIS TOUNGE UNDER HARRYS... NO SHE DOSENT AND SHE WILL NEVER. Oliver with all these thoughts/daydream running through his mind he loudly blundered out "actually I go to his house after school every day" the whole class stared at Oliver but he didn't care he needed to prove a point that he was Harry's favorite person and that Harry loved him. He knew because Harry constantly whispered this softly into Olivers ear when the boys had trouble sleeping. Ms. Mihaly rolled her eyes and harshly slammed the papers into Olivers open hands as the boy smuged, the cheeky smile never leaving his face... till right now at the lunch table his soggy sandwich taunting him