I just couldn't stop staring. He was wearing my favorite sweater of his and his shorts seemed as though he were wearing a skirt. Could I pull that off? Hell no. But Sean can.
We're now all in the gym. Honestly, It's kind of weird now. Just a day ago I was telling Gabby, Mia, Megan, and Zion how much I hated him, and all of them. But look at me now! Flustered and pale as ever, shoved my hands into my pockets and sat next to the group.
"Other Sean, sit next to your boyfriend, Shawn!!" Megan squealed. If only she knew. "Shut up already I hate it!!" Gabby butted in, "but we don't! Sit with us!!" Sean proceeded to sit across from Megan, but next to me. If you looked straight at me, you wouldn't be able to tell that under my backpack, Sean grabbed my hand and intertwined my fingers within his own.
I was on cloud 9. Who knew a boy like him, could like a boy like me? Short, kinda looks 12, and might be paler than mayo.
"Sean twerk for us!" Gabby said, full of glee. "Oh well alright. We all know i got the glutes for it."
Sean then starts shaking his bu- back? I didn't know what he was shaking but I knew I loved it.
"Common Shawn, watch your boyfriend work it!!" Zion yelled, yanking my arm. "No! I don't like him and I hate his guts!" I replied. The group went silent. And so did Sean. His eyes dulled, and seemed to choke back tears as he turned his back and walked away.
What have I done?
