lawrusso - homecoming

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A/N this story will be fast paced

JOHNNY'S POV

My eyes lingered on Daniel Larusso as he ran laps around the football field. Even though he pisses me off, I can't help but admit how attractive he is. Except, I don't want to.

Every time we're in practice and he touches me, my heart starts to race. I keep pushing down the feeling. I shouldn't like boys, it isn't normal. Kreese, my grandfather, once told me that gay people were an awful abomination.

Daniel came around one more time, breathing heavily. Sweat dripped down his forehead. I stayed near the end of his lap and handed him his water bottle.

His boney hands laid on his knees as he leaned over. The rest of the runners did the same thing, catching their breath.

"Thanks—- Johnny—" Daniel said in between breaths, taking the water bottle and gulping down whatever was left.

"Didn't know you could be nice!" Daniel said, patting my shoulder. He leaned on me for support. His head drooped. Daniel's dark hair tickled my bare arm. The touch made my body heat up.

I tried to pretend nothing happened and rolled my eyes.

"Don't get used to it." I told him, refilling the bottle.

Our coach had told us if we didn't get along for the football season, we would both be kicked off the team. As much as I wanted to torment that scrawny guy, I had to hold back. Daniel can piss me off, but there's no way in hell i'm risking a scholarship because of his antics.

Daniel slipped his arm around my waist.

"I like this verison of you, Johnny." He said, whispering in my ear. I nearly screamed. I shoved the water bottle into his hands and stormed into the locker rooms.

Practice was over.

DANIEL'S POV

Johnnys shaggy blonde hair flew to the side as he ran to the lockers. I stared at him as he went by.

I've tried making moves on him, trust me, I have. Since Ali broke up with me over the summer, I have come to the conclusion that I may or may not like Johnny Lawrence.

Days like these his face will get red and other days he wants to kill me!

I'm just scared of making him uncomfortable. I've been quite touchy with him recently.

I tried to shake these thoughts out of my head and walked over to the locker rooms.

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I pulled off my helmet and pushed it into the top of my locker. For a minute, I sat down. I needed to think.

I knew Johnny hated me, it was pretty evident. He made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me. I shouldn't want anything to do with him either, after all the times he's hurt me.

However, when I look at him, I don't feel anger. I feel jealous. It's normal for girls to be crowded around him, wanting to date him. But for me? that's impossible, I'd get murdered.

I just couldn't stop my eyes from wandering over to Johnny's locker. His bare chest out, toned abs for everyone to see. No one cared except for me.

The lights in the room bounced off of him, making him look like a greek god. I rubbed my eyes. What the hell!

"The fuck are you lookin' at?" I heard Johnnys question. I look up, and he had his eye brows furrowed, but his cheeks were red. I shook my head.

"Nothing." I said quickly standing and pulling off my jersey and shoulder pads. It was Johnnys turn to look at me, probably shocked that I had any muscle.

"Stop being a pervert." I said, shoulder checking him as I walked into the bathroom.

"I'm only 1 year older than you!" Johnny shouted at me.

JOHNNY'S POV

Yes, I looked at Daniel's abs. Is that a crime?

I couldn't help it, alright. I'm trying to stay away from him, I don't want to admit what i'm
feeling, but it's impossible!

What the hell am I going to do.