Scaring tribes || ST 1

9

Archer's POV

The next day...

Last night was horrible. I have nothing more to say other than that. I don't even feel like thinking about it, that's how horrible it was.

I walked out of my classroom and towards my locker. Suddenly I felt a familiar scent enter my nose.

"So, how was yesterday?" I heard him say.

I closed my locker and saw Dean. He leaned against the locker next to mine with a smile on his face.

"Well, it was not the best." I said and sighed. I took a step closer to Dean so that our knees were touching.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked and looked into my eyes. His voice sounded like he actually cared, and like he actually wanted to know. It felt weird to have someone caring about you for once.

"I don't know, maybe later." I said and gave him a little smile.

"You wanna come around to my house after school?" He asked with a soft tone on his voice. I nodded and looked into his eyes. God, I love his eyes so much.

Suddenly the bell rang and I had to go. When I walked past Dean I let my fingers touch his in a smooth movement.

Later, after school...

The bell rang and I put my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the classroom. I made my way outside the school and turned towards Dean's house. I'm pretty sure Dean's schoolday ended an hour ago, so he should be home by now.

After a few minutes I walked into Dean's neighborhood. I fasten my pace and soon I reached Dean's house. I walked up to the door and knocked. The door flew open just a few seconds later. In the door opening stood Dean with a smile on his face. He was wearing a pair of black ripped jeans and a grey t-shirt. God, he looked hot.

"Well hello gorgeous." I said and walked closer.

"Hi." Dean said and blushed.

We walked inside and I took my shoes of and put my bag on the floor. Just when Dean was about to walk past me I grabbed his hand. I pulled him closer and put my arms around his waist. He smiled as I leaned my forehead against his.

"Do you know how hot you look in those jeans?" I whispered and pulled his body against mine. The space between our lips closed until there was only an inch or two left between them. I closed my eyes as Dean put his arms around my neck. His breathing got heavier when our upper lips touched.

Our lips were touching, but we werent kissing yet though. I felt him smile and in that moment I connected our lips for real. Everytime I felt his lips on mine, I felt like I was gonna drown. They were softer than anything I've ever felt, and I loved them.

I deepened the kiss and pulled his hips harder against mine. Dean gasped as I gripped onto his hip with my right hand, the other still on his back.

I patted him on his ass, motioning for him to jump. He jumped and his legs surronded my torso. I put my hands under his but as I carried him to the sofa. I put him down underneath me as I crawled on top of him. He put his legs on each side of my torso as he moved his hands to my jaw. I put my right hand back at his hip and my other hand at the sofa next to his chest.