Caspar's Pov
He was staring at me. Again. For the millionth time. Joe Sugg was staring at me. Joe Sugg was staring at me.
But it's totally cool. But it's not everyday Joe Sugg, quarterback for the football team, every girl and guys dream dude, including mine, stares at you.
But no doubt he's as straight as an unbroken pencil.
Or so I thought.
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P.E., literally the only time of day where I have interaction with him. Saddens me really.
And today was Friday, so that could mean only one thing; dodgeball. Dodgeball will be the end of me. Literally. Joe goes after me and only me, and when he gets me out, he doesn't care about the game anymore, he gives up.
And today, I don't think his strategy was well planed. I lasted longer than I usually do (5 minutes), I had lasted 20 minutes. The ony reason why I got out is someone got hit in the eye and I went to check on them. Not my fault.
Joe got out not even one minute after me. I picked my head up from where I was sitting on the bench, and I saw Joe. Walking towards me. By the time he got over to where I was sitting, I had pretty much ran out of breath by hyperventilating so much. It got worse when he sat down next to me.
I got calmed down, and continued to watch the game.
"Hi," someone said. I looked around until I realized that it was Joe, that said hi to me. He looked at me with expectant eyes. "H-hi." I stuttered. Before he could reply, coach blew the whistle. "Everyone go get changed! Lee, you're cleaning up today." He yelled.
I groaned internally. Great, home late again. I thought.
I went to go get the basket out of the closet, got it out, and started cleaning the mess up.
I saw another hand give me a ball, it was Joe. I stared at his hands and didn't respond, so he set it down, and walked off to get the other ones. In under 10 minutes, we had it all cleaned up, without any problems or talking. As I went to put the basket up, he followed me.
As I opened the closet and went inside, Joe followed me in, and closed the door.
As I turned around, he standing not even half a centimeter away from my face. My breath hitched.
"What are you doing?" I asked him. I could feel his breath. He smirked.
"What does it look like?" He questioned, his eyes boring into mine.
"Because to me, it looks like I'm staring at the hottest guy in school, and I want to kiss him."
My face went red. I stammered, and he just simply smirked. "And I'm guessing by that reaction, he wants to kiss me too. Am I right?" I simply nodded my head, not trusting my mouth to say anything.
For being somewhat of a jerk, he had nice lips. After a few seconds that felt like years, we pulled away, and I couldn't help but smile.
Joe was blushing after he pulled away. "So what does this," he gestured to both of us. "make us?"
"Well, I was hoping you would be my boyfriend." I said, while playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. He smiled and nuzzeled his head in my neck.
"I like the thought of that." He mumbled into my neck.
A/N: yes here is the chapter. sorry for late post still sick and am slowly getting over it. and sorry for not updating on my other acct throughout the day my phone died. until next time brochachos; stay classy, be sassy, dont you change for anyone. word count; 634 words
