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Chapter 5

POV Len
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As I was about to work on some assigned homework that I decided to wait on doing until now. I'm not even two weeks in and somehow, I have stacks of work to do. When I was about halfway through, I got a random text message by an unknown number.

Unknown:
Hey, is this Len?
It's me, London Williams.

London? From my first period? I had never gotten his last name, so I wasn't sure. Only way to find out was if I asked.

Me:
From my first period?
Yea, it's me. And your last name is Williams?
lol

Love:
Yeah- so?
Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted me
to meet you at your dorm
and maybe walk to class together?

I felt my heart pound in my chest as I finished reading his text. I was beaming with excitement.

I tried not to jump up and down in joy. I took a deep breath and calmed down then thought for a minute of what to say.

Me:
Oh yeah ofc.
And in case you were wondering.
My last name is Schwarz.

I started to worry if that was too much or not enough. I panicked as he had already seen it and I knew I couldn't go back. I distracted my panic by thinking about getting to see him tomorrow morning. I immediately set multiple alarms so I would wake up early and get ready to see him. After that, I quickly finished all my assignments as fast as I could, so I was caught up then went straight to bed. When I woke up, it was still dark. So, I checked to see what time it was and found out that I woke up an hour before my alarm was even supposed to go off, which never happens. I tried to go back to sleep but ended up just lying in silence for ten minutes just thinking about London and getting to see him. So, I just decided to get ready early. I was ready an hour early so I got to hang out with Night a little bit before I had to leave, which is pretty rare these days.

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Night made me some breakfast and I luckily was able to eat it and take my time to actually savor it. After eating and talking to Night, I gathered all my things, then walked to the front door and opened it to see London, just about to knock. "Oh- hey there, gorgeous." I blushed a bit at his nickname for me. "Hi love." I responded with a big smile. He held his hand out for me to take and I hesitated at first but eventually took it. "Bye Night! I'll see you later!" I said as I waved bye to her, and she smiled while waving back. I closed the door then slid my fingers in between his and slightly gripped his hand while making no eye contact. Though, I knew he was looking at me and blushing. I only smiled and slowly swayed our hands together while walking out of the building filled with dorms and towards our first period. He raised our hands then kissed mine then dropped them and continued swaying them. I felt my cheeks heat up, but I didn't let him know he was winning and just stayed calm, not budging. He then Swung his arm over my head then rested it on my shoulders, still holding my hand. I looked over at him as he looked ahead and smiled proudly. He tucked his other hand in his pants pocket and held his posture up high, keeping his spine straight up and down. I smiled softly then looked ahead and rested my head against the side of his chest under her arm. We just walked in silence, but it wasn't awkward, but more peaceful than anything else. It was nice and I enjoyed it. Once we made it to the classroom, he let my hand go then slid his arm down and wrapped it around my back waist.

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"Do you want to sit with me and the boys or maybe just me or..." I looked up at him, knowing he was desperate for me to be near him which gave me joy. "I'll sit with you and your friends. I don't mind at all." I say with a friendly smile. He started to get excited then kissed my cheek before guiding me up the stairs and over to his seat. I sat down beside him as he lowered down in his chair as well. Slowly, one by one, his friends walked in and surrounded us, but mainly London. Eventually, the professor made it in, and class started. It was a lecture day, so we just listened, and I started to get a bit intrigued by what she was saying. I put my elbow on the table and rested my chin on the palm of my hand. I leaned closer and closer very slowly while listening carefully, giving her my full attention. Halfway through the lecture, I noticed that London was a lot closer to me than in the beginning and he put his hand on my knee. I leaned back in my seat so I could keep my eye on the professor but was also able to see London's hand on my leg. Slowly, inch by inch, he went higher and higher up my thigh and went further to the point he was right on my inner thigh. I was so flustered that I was no longer even paying attention to the professor and was staring right at London's hand on me. He started to slightly squeeze it while rubbing his thumb against my skin and I was as red as a tomato. I put my elbows on the table and shoved my face in my hands and hid myself so he wouldn't see how he was making me so on edge.