×Mayson Point Of View×
Oh boy was I a fool. A total, utter fool. I shouldn't have looked up from my table. I know I shouldn't have. But I just had to see his face. I looked up to meet a pair of striking green eyes. Dammit. But I couldn't look away; those amazing eyes just held me and peered into my soul, causing me to get weak.
Thankfully he looked away, because I wouldn't have been able to.
Evan Carter; the sexiest guy in my school. The most perfect boy there ever was. The boy that made me realise I was gay.
Dammit.
It has been four years since Carter rejected my friendship. I've realised since then why he had; I was a total nerd. I was in debate club, he was in football. I had braces, he was perfect teeth. I was socially awkward, and he was friends with nearly everyone.
It was during Sophomore year I realised that I was in love with Evan Carter. He had started taking a liking in other girls, looking at them the way I wished he would look at me; with desire.
I desired that boy with a burning passion. And for that reason, I loath him.
Lunch was finished and I picked up my books, heading to History. Mr. Dawson taught that class and damn did that teacher look fine. Only 25, no wife or kids. Although he's in a commuted relationship. Dang.
I jog up the stairs without a word, avoiding people while I did so. I enter the hallway leading to the class and suddenly feel a force dragging me to the side and cover my mouth. I struggle against them until I hear a door close and they let go of me.
"Please don't hurt me, I don't have any money but I'll- Evan?" I ask in utter surprise. He's slightly taller than me so I'm looking up at his handsome face. His strong, sharp jawline. His lushes dark lashes.
He looks down at me with determination but I see a flash of nervousness in his eyes before it disappears.
"Henderson." He calls me by my last name.
"What do you want?" I try to ask without any sign of nervousness in my voice.
"I see the way you've been looking at me, Henderson." He states.
Dammit.
"I have no idea what you are talking about, Evan." I decide to try to get sour, hoping that'll make him leave me alone. "Of course the perfect boy would think that everyone pays attention to him, because he oh so speci-"
I get caught off by Evan pushing me against the wall of the small storage closet. My stomach drops and erupt with butterflies.
"You don't have to lie to me Mayson, I wont tell anybody. It'll be our little secret." He says in a hushed voice.
"I-I don-n't know what-" I'm cut off again by his lips slamming into mine. I'm in complete and utter shock but as soon and his hand cups my face, I melt.
I start kissing his back with equal force, grabbing at the nape of his neck and pulling at his hair. A quiet moan leaves my lips as a slight groan leaves his.
Evan's other hand slips down my side, grabbing at the part under my knee, and lifting it up to level with his waist.
I'm breathless and light headed but I feel so warm and tingly, I don't want it to stop. Evan's lips disconnect from mine and trails kisses down my jaw to my neck. He starts sucking on the sensitive skin under my earlobe, biting at it while he does so. I let out a slightly loud (and kind of embarrassing) moan, pulling on his hair harder. I'm breathing heavy and the butterflies in my stomach has turned into what feels like a ravenous flock of birds.
Evan slowly stops, pulling away from me causing me to open my eyes, trying to regulate my breathing. He looks straight into my eyes with those piercing green orbs.
"Now you're mine, Mayson. See you in class." He gives me an award winning smile and walks out of the closet, with his hair crazier than usual, looking like sex hair.
I pull out my android, looking at my reflection on the screen. I look into it, angling it so I can see my neck. On it is a dark purple, and still developing, hickey with slight teeth marks around it.
Dammit.
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Teen FictionEvan Carters; perfect boy, perfect grades, perfect life. He gets whatever he wants. And right now, he wants Mayson Henderson; scrawny, awkward, antisocial. ® All rights reserved © Copyright date 11/30/15