Gym Class

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-Caspar POV-

As the bell rings to signify the end of science, I internally groan. Third period. Gym class.

Gym is my least favorite class, I am not in the slightest athletic. And it doesn't help that this is the one class I have with my crush.

Joe Sugg is one of the most fun, kind, and generally amazing people you could ever meet. I'm so lucky to have him in at least one class.

But whenever I go, I'm always really nervous. What if I mess up in front of him? What if I start to stink from sweat, and he thinks I'm gross?

I shake the thoughts from my head as I enter the basketball court, immediately seeing the makeshift volleyball net.

This could not get any worse. I absolutely suck at volleyball. Last time we played, the ball hit me square in the face.

I was absolutely mortified what Joe'd think, what an idiot I was! However, I nearly had a heart attack when he approached me and asked if I was ok.

I could barely get an answer out, I was too stunned. Joe Sugg was talking to me?? Even though he was concerned then, if something like that ever happened again, I'd be a complete laughing stock.

The teachers voice snaps me out of my trance. He's choosing teams. Joe and I are on opposite teams. Great. I'd be looking at him the whole time.

Even worse, we are both at the the front of the net, our faces less than a foot apart. (With a net in between ad well, of course.)

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The game had been going on for no more than 10 minutes when it happened. It wasn't even something blamable on the person who threw the ball. Or rolled it, in this case.

The ball was now in our team's possession, so the other rolled in under the net. Me being the complete idiot I am, failed to see the ball and fell over it.

I'm not even sure how this is possible, but I did. I land right on my knee, and I feel it sear with pain. Determined not to cry in front of Joe, I shakily pick myself up, all the while everyone else is just about dying from laughter.

Everyone, that is, except Joe. He has a worried look in his eyes, his eyebrows knit together. I nearly topple again as I attempt to put weight on the injured leg. I then feel liquid on my shin.

I look down to see the floor has make a gash in my knee, which is now bleeding. The gym teacher notices too, as well as the fact I am putting all my weight on my right leg. He just sighs before informing me

"There's some bandaids in my office. Go to the nurse afterwards. But seeing's you can't very well walk there... Joe! Help him along, will you?"

I feel my heart rate speed up, as Joe walks under the net. I almost pass out as he puts one arm around me to help me walk. This can't be real life.

I feel as if I can run a thousand miles in this moment, with Joe's arm around my waist. I feel as if I could climb Mount Everest in a minute.

Soon enough we are in Mr. Burke's office, and Joe helps me sit down. He takes down the century-old metal box and subsequently opens it up, after he sits next to me.

As he's digging through, he tells me

"They're all jerks for laughing. I hope you're okay."

As long as you're here, everything will be great.

"What!?" He looks at me with a confused and slightly alarmed look in his eyes.

Oh, shit. Did I say that out loud??

He throws back his head in laughter.

"Yeah, you did." He manages to get out. I need to get better at keeping my thoughts in. I feel my face go hot as I mumble an apology.

"Oh... sorry."

"Don't be." He says thoughtfully, as he puts on my bandaid. He stands up and reaches a hand out to me.

I am hesitant at first, but take it willingly.

"And why shouldn't I be?" It's his turn to blush.

"Because... like..." He fumbles over his words. It's really cute. Apparently my mind doesn't get how thoughts work, because I abruptly blurt out

"You're really cute." He looks up at me eagerly.

"Really?" He has undeniable lust in his eyes.

"Yeah." He gives a shy smile and then says with a hint of mischief

"Can I do something real quick?" Not thinking too much of it, I quickly agree.

He takes me by surprise as he gets up on his tip-toes, and moves his head so that our lips are millimeters away.

My heart is pounding so hard, I can't believe it's still in my chest. Before he can close the gap, I do it for him. I yearn for the taste of his lips on mine.

My lips make contact and I feel him kissing me back. I bring my hands to cup his face, and he wraps his arms around my waist. We steadily kiss for a good 30 seconds until I faintly hear Mr. Burke say

"Someone please check what the hell Lee and Sugg are doing in there." I start to pull away, but his lips stay firmly planted on mine.

I hear the door open and I pull away with more force. This time he willingly obliges. I turn to see Tyler in the doorway, with a sly grin on his face.

"Oh my god." He says excitedly. He turns on his heel and runs back onto the court, screaming

"GUESS WHAT!?" Undoubtedly about to tell the entire gym class what he just witnessed. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole grade knew by next period.

I laugh breathily, a slight shake in my voice as I ask him

"What now?" He rolls his eyes as if the answer was obvious. He grabs my waist and at first I think it's a sexual gesture. Then I realize, my leg. I had completely forgotten in the rush of the moment.

He walks me towards the door and opens it without hesitation. As he does I see Tyler wildly gesturing to Marcus, who has a confused look on his face.

"NO I SWEAR TO GOD THEY WERE MAKING OUT! I SAW IT WITH MY OWN EYES!"

As we walk out, everyone's eyes turn to us. Joe calmly says

"I'm taking him to the nurse now."

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