Hurts

Chapter 5

The next day in history class he sat next to me without asking, preparing for the presentation. He placed his hand on my leg under the table, blushing a bit.

"Who wants to start first?", the teacher asked.

And faster than I could react he raised his hand, pulling me in front of the class. The presentation went well, and we got a good grade, but I was a bit sad that we didn't had a reason to spend time together, although it was only twice anyway.

Thursday, weekly ritual to see the school toilet from the inside. I tried to avoid the assholes he called friends, but without luck, they tried to push me in the cabin, but I fought against it.

"What are you idiots doing?"

"Show our little friend how to clean a toilet."

"Oh yeah, he's mine.", he cheekily smiled.

"Show him!"

"Come here, dipshit! Let's have fun.", he pushed me inside.

"Oh, no.", I gave up, apparently, I was wrong, still an asshole.

"Get lost you idiots, last time these nerds told the teacher, it's too obvious if we're all in here."

"Come on, man."

"Piss off.", he showed them to go, before he pushed me inside a cabin and locked the door.

He stood in front of me, his hands on the wall behind me, I was scared. But he just started smiling.

"You're not going to wipe the toilet with my head?"

"What? No.", he ruffled my hair.

"You scared me."

"I'm sorry.", he placed his hands on my hips.

"I thought you just used me for the project."

"Shut up, Ads."

"Ads?"

"You prefer dipshit?", he raised an eyebrow.

"Ads is fine, curls.", I messed up his hair, so the curls came back again.

He just looked at me with a dreamy look, closing his eyes and brushing my lips with his. It wasn't a kiss, just a slight touch, but it was exciting.

"We need to go."

"Yeah, wait make your hair wet and pretend I dunked you."

"Of course.", I took a hand full of water and threw it over my head, he did the same to straighten his hair again.

"You should leave them, it suits you.", I smiled before I left.

To my surprise he didn't gel his hair the next day, still styled and only a few curls on top showing, but it made me smile.

These two days were calm, but still I was happy when the last class on Friday was over.

"How was school?", my mom asked.

"Good, good.....can't complain."

"What about this guy who annoyed you?"

"He leaves me alone, just his friends are rubbish."

"Did something happen or why is he nice?"

"Don't know.", I shrugged with a smile.

I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV as a few seconds later the doorbell rang like crazy.