Invisible to All but You (BoyxBoy) ((Under SERIOUS Editing))

Welcome back to hell

Hello everyone! I hope you like this story so far (or at least tolerate it) This chapter is going to be a biiiit different from the ones so far, but it will be worth it cause this point of view changing is actually important depending on the circumstances going on in the story. Kind of reminds me of Sekai ichi Hatsukoi actually. Anyways, on with the story! Btw, the picture is meant to be Drew, least what one of my friends and I agreed on what he looks like. Enjoy!

Drew

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"Where. Did. You. Get that?" I couldn't keep the fear out of my voice this time. Hell, it was taking all of my power to keep from shaking or running across the room yelling at him to never touch that notebook again.

Reyes looked at me, his clear blue eyes wide in surprise "I-I just wanted to read the rest of your manuscript... I didn't think-" he let go of the book and the picture. Without thinking, I automatically dived down and grabbed then both, placing the picture back in its place and slamming the book shut.

That notebook... I knew I should've burned it when I had the chance. Before anyone could see that part of my past. I bit my lip, looking away from Reyes and didn't say a word. I couldn't say anything. How could I explain all he names written in that book, the ultrasound picture? It was impossible not to put everything together.

I shut my eyes tightly, pressing the notebook against my chest, taking deep breaths to try and slow down my heart which felt like it was about to explode. I waited for him to start shouting at me, calling me out for what he saw, demanding an explanation or calling me names. All I heard though, was a simple question with nothing in Reyes' tone except for innocent curiosity.

"Who is Reyna?"

That was it? No insults? Nothing degrading? I was so relieved it almost made me sob. I couldn't act like that now though, I had to still act like the nice jock. At least enough for him to believe that's how I really was.

I put on my fake smile and went to the dresser as I answered him "No one really, just a character from a book I read." I walked over to the dresser and heard his voice again "Read? I didn't know you could read!"

I sweatdrouped at the comment. Is that how he seriously sees me? Then again, we just met this morning and he's dealt with Tucker and Brian for his entire high school life...

"Yes." I repeated, putting the notebook at the bottom, where it belonged. "Not all people good at sports are morons academic wise." I closed the dresser drawer and faced his still surprised expression "And how did you expect me to know how to write if I couldn't even read? Honestly." I rolled my eyes and picked up the clothes I dropped on the floor "Here, put these in your bag and I'lll take you home."

I tossed the clothes to him, which he clumsily caught and went over to his bag "a little dumb considering my bag is as wet as I was coming in, but okay." the backpack. why did I forget to dry the backpack?

I facepalmed at my own idiocy "Damn, I'm sorry, Reyes." I apologized. He didn't look up, but I saw him shrug "no, it's fine. Not like anyone else will do something like this. Trust me, you did enough."

His last comment made me fell worse since it was laced with what sounded like sarcasm. Maybe I over did it? Now that I think about it, yes. I over did it. A lot.

I wanted to ram my head into a wall at this point. Why didn't I just give him a ride home like a normal person!? Great, now he probably wants nothing to do with me again. Way to go you stupid idiot!

"By the way," he spoke, breaking my train of self-loathing "Your story isn't half bad." Stop the train of self loathing, demolish it, and forget any bad thing I ever thought about this boy.