Thomas POV:
I was walking into school with my best friend, Ki Hong Lee. We walked in and I was bombarded with questions.
"Thomas! Did you and Dylan kiss?!"
"Are you two dating?"
"How was the kiss?!"
Those were just a few questions of many.
A lot of people were surrounding me. I was yelling for Ki Hong, but he was laughing his arse off watching me struggle.
"Ok everyone, go to your regular places before classes," a teacher stated.
"Thank you," I said breathlessly.
The teacher nodded once and walked to his classroom.
"Thanks for the help," I said sarcastically, walking towards Ki Hong.
"No problem," Ki Hong said laughing.
As we were walking through the halls, I was wondering where Dylan was. I was looking everywhere around me, but with no luck finding him.
"What's wrong?" Ki Hong asked.
"I can't find Dylan," I replied.
"Maybe he's just running late," Ki Hong said.
"I hope," I said under my breathe.
We continued walking through the halls when I noticed something. All the girlfriends of the football players were wearing their away jerseys.
"Ki Hong?" I said.
"Yeah?" He said.
"Why are the girlfriends wearing the jerseys?" I asked.
"It's a sort of tradition. I probably helps their confidents or something," Ki Hong said, shrugging his shoulders.
We went back to the commons (meeting area at school) and waited for the bell to ring.
Dylan's POV:
I was down in the locker room giving myself a pep-talk.
"What if he says no?" I asked myself.
"What if he completely rejects me?" I asked myself again.
"Dude, what's wrong?" My friend, Aml Ameen, asked.
"I'm just nervous," I replied.
"About what?"
"I want to ask Thomas if he would wear my jersey..." I said leaving off.
"And..." Aml said making a continuing gesture with his hand.
"What if he says no?" I asked.
"Why would he say no? I mean, he obviously likes you," Aml said.
"I don't know. I'm just nervous," I paused, "plus, I'm going to ask him to be my boyfriend."
"And you're worried about rejection," Aml said.
"Exactly!" I said.
"Dylan, I can tell Thomas loves you, and he would be more than happy to be your boyfriend. So go! Go ask him!" Aml said pushing me towards the locker room door. "Don't forget this," he said throwing me the jersey.
I went out the locker room and into the commons and saw Thomas. Ok Dylan, it's now or never.
Thomas POV:
Ki Hong and I were talking when I looked over his shoulder, and say my Dylan.
"Here comes your Prince Charming," Ki Hong said sarcastically.
"Shut up," I said, only for him to hear.
"Hey, Thomas," Dylan said with one arm behind his back.
"Ummm... hey Dylan. Wuttch got there?" I asked.
"About that... as you have noticed, all the girlfriends of football players are wearing their away jerseys," Dylan said.
"Ya. I've noticed," I said chuckling.
"Well..." he said leaving off and pulling out his arm from behind his back.
It was his away jersey.
"Dylan," I said shocked.
"Will you please wear my jersey and be my boyfriend?" He asked.
"Dylan... Yes! I will wear your jersey!" I yelled.
He gave me his jersey and I put it on.
"Do you like it?" I asked excitedly.
"I love it," Dylan said, wrapping his arms around my waist, me throwing mine around his neck.
Dylan leaned in and kissed my lips passionately. We kissed for 5 seconds, which seemed like 5 years.
When we broke the kiss, the bell rang and Dylan said, " come on, I'll walk you to class."
"S-Sure," I stuttered.
Dylan reached down and grabbed my hand and walked me to class.
