The Wolf and the Sexy Nerd (boyxboy)

Chapter 1

*Kyle's POV*

"See you later, Kyle!"

"Sure, see you later" I mumble as I step out of the car.

Watching Jake drive away, I sigh before going up the porch steps and entering the silent house. My parents wouldn’t be home until sometime after dinner, which was normal for me, had been since I was nine. I guess that’s what happens when you have workaholic parents.

Not that I minded, since whenever they were around they would ignore me, too involved in each other to notice me, their only child. I guess it just made it easier when they weren’t around, so what I already knew wouldn’t be crammed down my throat. That they hated me, so they chose to ignore me. They didn’t hate me for something I did. Oh no. It's because I was born. Which is pretty stupid, since they're the ones that broke the condom. They should have gotten rid of me if they hated kids so much, put me up for adoption or something.

I wonder what they'd do if they found I was gay. Yeah, I should probably keep that to myself. They may ignore me now, but I know for sure that they'd give me plenty of attention if I told them that. You see, my parents are major homophobes, and my dad would probably beat me to death if he found out about me. And I'm not even exaggerating, the guy's huge.

The only person I can turn to is Jake. He's been there for me through everything, I can tell him anything I want and he'll always back me up and give me support. I even told him I was gay, and he just said that as long as this wasn’t one of those overused, cliché 'guy falls in love with his straight best friend' things, he was fine with it. And that’s okay with me, because it isn’t like that for me. I love Jake, but I'm not in love with him. He's the brother my parents were too hateful to have.

I don’t know what being in love feels like. I've never been in love. Sure, I've had relationships before, but they were sexual, with no feelings for the person involved, only lust for their bodies. Besides, there were only two relationships, and neither of them lasted longer than two weeks. I don’t think they could be considered relationships, just fuck buddies.

Walking into the kitchen, I set to work on making dinner for myself. I used to make it for my parents too, but they'd just leave it there and make their own. I had been hoping I could at least get a tiny bit of attention, maybe a 'thank'-you if I was lucky. But they ignored it, because to them I didn’t exist, so the food I make doesn’t exist either.

I decided to be lazy today and stick to simple mac and cheese. After setting the macaroni out I left it in the pan to cook, going upstairs and taking my bag with me. Walking into my slightly larger-than-average room I took my shirt off, going over to my closet and grabbing a fresh one. I go to close the closet door, but not before catching a glimpse of my reflection, taking note of the pale, barely noticeable scars that litter my upper arms. Slamming the door shut, I shake my head to clear the memories from my mind. Not right now, I can’t think of that at the moment.

Going back downstairs I dish out my macaroni, adding cheese and pouring myself a glass of milk. Walking into the family room – which only gets used by me – I put my food and drink on the coffee table and am about to sit down in front of it when the doorbell rings.

Grumbling about how if this is a salesman they can go die, I open the door getting ready to politely tell them to fuck off when I take a glance at the person's appearance. With dark, chocolate like hair cut short, a straight nose and a strong jaw, this person has to be one of the most handsome I've ever met. My eyes rake over his body, taking note of how his chiselled abs show through his white shirt, and how the fabric stretches over his strong arms. The guy has to be at least 6"2, and appears to be even bigger than the football players at my school. Looking up – and I mean WAY up – I'm met with the most beautiful sea-green eyes I've ever seen, that are staring at me with many emotions,  namely awe, confusion, happiness, and… lust?

Okay, so this is my first ever story on Wattpad, and I'll be honest, this was spontaneous and I've never wrote a story before, unless it was for school or something. But I hope you enjoy it, and would really love feedback on it :D

Pic is of Shaw