Obvious

Secret Rendezvous

When Monday came, I was nervous about going to school. Everyone would know, and unlike Jack, I wasn't popular. 

Which is why I was still sitting in my car, being a big, fat chicken. When I was with Jack, I felt confident. Without him, I was back to my usual shy self.

Abby had spent two hours last night trying to convince me to just go to school.

I jumped when someone knocked on my window, and I smiled shyly as Jack gazed at me with those big blue eyes. I had wished a million times that I was good at painting just so I could capture them, but even then, it wouldn't do them justice.

I grabbed my bag and opened my door, shivering slightly at how cold it had gotten.

"Good morning, Nate," said Jack, and all I could do was give him a hug. Jack laughed, and I felt it rumble through my body.

"Good morning," I said as I pulled back. We walked side by side, the backs of our hands occasionally brushing together.

Already, a lot of people were staring, and I walked closer to Jack. I never got noticed like this before, and I was definitely not liking it.

Jack took my hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry, Nate. I'm right here," he whispered into my ear. It helped a little, but I was actually terrified.

I was sad to let Jack go so he could get to first hour before the bell rang.

Abby bumped into me as we walked into the classroom.

"So, Nate, how's the not-so-single life treating you?"

I rolled my eyes and sat down at the desk next to where Abby had dumped her stuff.

"Abby, you are ridiculous. We're not really dating. Jack just needed a break from all the girls following after him."

As the bell rang, Abby just shook her head with a smile. I ignored her, zoning out as the teacher began his lesson.

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I was washing my hands in the bathroom when Jack walked in. I didn't notice him at first, not until he poked my side. I yelp, but relaxed when I realized it was just Jack.

"Hi," I said, my heart still pounding but now for a different reason.

We were all alone, and I knew this because this was the basement bathroom and hardly anyone ever came here.

"Abby told me where you were," Jack said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I, uh, I was wondering of, um, if you'd like to practice kissing."

Jack was so shy, so different from Saturday night, and I grabbed his hands, pulling him towards me.

"Anything," I whispered. "Anything for you."

Jack leaned down and kissed me lightly, teasing me. I bit his lip the next time he tried to pull away, and I found myself pushed up against the wall, Jack practically growling at me.

I tilted my head back as Jack moved to my neck and, and I gasped as he playfully bit my collar bone. I couldn't keep in the giggle that followed Jack's wandering hands as the slid over the curve of my ass.

"Jack," I whispered. "What are we doing?"

"I don't know," he whispered, sending a shiver through my body as his breath ghosted against my skin.

"I guess I just really actually like you."

"So it was all a ruse?"

"Not all of it, no. I really did need a tutor for trigonometry. But it was Friday that I began to feel...different. A good kind of different."

"Then why didn't you just ask me out?" I asked, letting my hands wander over his body.

"There wouldn't be any fun in that," he said, nipping my earlobe, and I moaned as he palmed me through my jeans.

"I've never felt this way about another boy before," said Jack.

"We really shouldn't do this," I said, not wanting to stop at all. "Not here, not like this."

Jack didn't move his hand from where it was, though, not that I minded. "Then let's go," he said, tugging on the bottom of my sweatshirt. "Let's go back to my place. I want you, Nate. Please."

I looked into those lustful eyes, like to pools of blue that could make you feel so much bliss, and I internally growled. My mind was made up already, and damn, I just couldn't resist him.

I nodded, my mind in a fog. It didn't even occur to me that it was the middle of a school day. I just took the hand he held out and--.

"Nate, wake up," someone whispered into my ear, pulling me from my dream. It was Jack, and he smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry to wake you, but I want to show you something."

I stared at Jack for a moment, then nodded. He helped me up and led me upstairs to his parents' bedroom.

The morning sky was just beginning to lighten as we walked out onto the balcony. We sat close together on the couch there, both cuddled under the blanket that Jack had brought.

"What did you....want to show me," I said through a yawn. Jack just gave me a small smile. "You have to wait. It's a surprise."

It had only been only six hours since we'd gotten back from prom and collapsed on Jack's bed, a giggling, tired mess.

The birds were getting louder as the sun came close to rising, and I yawned again. Jack scooted closer to me, pulling the blanket tighter around.

"This is what I wanted you to see," Jack said softly. The sun made its first appearance, and I gasped. The dew drops that had formed on the grass were alit with the sun's rays, sparkling and making it seem magical.

When the sun became too bright, we headed inside. "Jack, thank you," I said as we made our way back to his bedroom. It was quiet inside the house, the house absent of Jack's parents, who left just after we did.

I snuggled under the covers, watching Jack as he grabbed his tux and put it nicely on the back of the chair, doing the same to mine. I wanted to tell him that he didn't have to do that, but I enjoyed watching him walk around in boxers and bed head.

When he finally decided to join me, I watched him, my eyes never leaving his body. I stayed that way, even after he had laid down and was watching me watching him.

I reached up and placed my hand on his cheek, rubbing my thumb softly. The man lying next to me closed his eyes, almost as if he was a cat, and I didn't stop.

We floated back into sleep, undisturbed and peaceful, waiting for a new adventure.