Not Your Average Nerd

That boy...

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I'm gonna kill him... I'm going to fucking kill him! How could I be so stupid to not realise that boy was him?! Eugh!

I lean agaisnt the wall, waiting for him to come out of second period. We go to lunch now, so I have time to talk to him.

When I see his messy black hair, I reach out and grab the back of his shirt, turning and pulling him to the nearest empty classroom. When I find one, I pull him in with me and slam the door shut. "What the hell!?" He yells, standing from the chair I threw him in. I cross my arms and glare at him. "I should be asking you the same thing, mystery boy." His face then turns from angry, to cocky. He smirks. "What? You didn't enjoy our little dance?"

I step towards him and place my hands on his shoulders, pushing with all my might. "People think we're dating!" He fell back into the chair and kept smirking, leaning back and getting comfortable, putting his hands behind his head. "People don't know who we are, shortcake. It's just a pointless rumor."

I slam my hand on the desk and keep my brows molded together. "People are smart, dumbass. They'll figure it out. And I'm not gonna have a redo of  the other day where people thought I slept with you." He smirks and winks at me. "Oh come on, you know you wished that was tru-" I leaned forward and grabbed the collar of his shirt, yanking him to my face. I stared into him, his eyes widening with shock. I fist up my hands as hard as possible, feeling my nails dig into the fabric.

"Im not fucking around, Aiden. People videoed us. If they post it after knowing who it was, my face would be everywhere. Don't you tell one... Fucking... Soul." He furrows his eyebrows now, not mad, but confused. "Why don't you want your face everywhere?"

"I have my reasons. But I swear Aiden, if you tell anyone, I will kill you... Literally... Kill you." He sighs and tries getting my hand off his shirt. He rolls his eyes. "I got it. I wasn't going to anyway. I knew it was you even at the party."

I shake off his fingers that were trying to pry away my own and bring him closer, enough that my baby hairs curled over and touched his forehead, while his did the same for mine.

"I motherfucking mean it Aiden..." He sighs, frustrated and grabs my wrist tightly, yanking off my hand. He glares right back at me, his eyes narrowed. "I got it, Aaron... I'm not some six year old kid."

"You sure about that? Your immaturity really sets off that ora. And-" he grabs the forearm of my other arm and pulls me onto him. I gasp as my hips hit the edge of the desk, causing me to lean over the desk, my face only an inch from him, my nose touching his.

"You don't want to piss me off Aaron..." He mumbles, his eyes darkening. I felt anger rise in me, my blood boiling underneath my skin. How dare he talk to me like that. He has no right to do that!

I bring my hands upward with much force, towards his thumbs and successfully get out of his grip. I take a step back from him, rubbing my unhurt fist. "Don't talk to me like that... And don't you dare manhandle me." We glare at each other for five more seconds before I turn and storm out of the empty classroom.

I stomp all the way to the lunchroom.

Everyone is there. That, including Riley and Kendall. I don't even get lunch and sit down in .y regular seat beside Drake. I look at Kendall and Riley. "What are you two even doing here?" Riley smirks and winks at me. "I just had to see my girl." I flip him off. "I'm not your girl, so fuck off."