In the bathroom

Part 1.

It was 8:18. Science class had just started and we were doing our warmup  question when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Shawn. He was known for being kind of a bitch with a short temper for people messing with him. Apart from all of that he was kinda cute- wait what?! Why am I saying this I'm not gay. I hate gay people.

"What do you want? Can't you see that I'm trying to do my work?" I told him annoyed that he was distracting me.

"Do you know the answer? I can't figure it out for the life of me." He asked with an unreadable expression on his face.

"No, now fuck off."

He knew the answer. I know he knew the answer because I could see it on his paper. I don't know why he tried to pretend he needed help. For God's sake it was a really easy question.

"I would think twice before you talk to me that way."

"Or else what?" I laughed at him "Are you going to beat me up?"

"No I'll do worse. I'll-"

The teacher cut him off by coming up behind him and telling him to shut up.

Ha! Serves him right.

A few minutes later I get a note from him

You, me during break. 500 building bathroom. Last stall. Show up or I'll come and beat you up in front of the whole lunch A.

-Shawn

Shit.

I wonder what he's going to do to me. Hopefully its not too bad.

Ah, well, at least if I show up nobody will be there to see what ever he plans of doing to me.

The rest of first period has gone by with only a few dirty glances from Shawn. Even when mad he still manages to look good while doing it- Fuck. Why do I keep doing this?

Shawn POV

Ugh. First period. I'm constantly tortured with Dean. God, why does he have to be so hot. Wait. What am I saying? I need to stop doing this shit.

I have to stop hiding my feelings even if it means breaking my character of being the bitchy homophobic kid who no one likes.

Why did I have to be that way? Is it a way of denying my gayness?

Fuck.

Well nows as good of a time to make a move as ever.