Charred (boyxboy)

In My Lungs

Louis POV

There wasn't much of a difference between this classroom and the other school he had gone to. Except for one major thing, the smell. There was a very distinct aroma coming off of someone who walked past him. He scanned the room for an empty seat, half tempted to follow that scent that left his skin crawling with feelings that were inept to him. The teacher looked Louis up and down before he relinquished the new kid to find his own seat.

He sat down, a small prickle had begun in his stomach and it slowly moved to the nape of his neck.

"Alister, would you sit next to the new omega? He'll need the notes from Friday."

A tall, scary handsome alpha, with gorgeous reddish hair walked toward Louis. It hit him like a truck, when the boy, Alister, smiled at him.

"I'm Alister, Mr.Henning has asked that I give you my notes from Friday. You are?" His voice was thick with authority and control.

"'m Louis." Louis as he was taught offered his hand for a shake, Alister took it in his own but brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss.  They locked eyes for a brief heart stopping moment, and Louis drew his hand away in embarrassment.

"Mr. Henning, I don't think he's going to have time to copy the notes before class starts, he can just refer to mine." Alister's eyes never left Louis face, and the teacher dismissed his words with the wave of a hand.

Louis looked at his own empty notebook and scorned himself for missing the first four weeks of school. He looked over at Alister, meaning to ask him how they were going to share the notes, but he was talking to another alpha, with long curly hair, in a floral shirt, and wearing these skinny jean that fit like a second skin. He had never seen an alpha dress so different, it was refreshing yet intimidating.

He decided not to interrupt them, and focused on the board in front of him. He didn't understand anything, great, just fucking grand.

The teacher cleared his throat, and began to speak, rather slowly, about how today was a work period, they were to only work quietly in their groups using their notes to compile a trifold.

"That's where I come in sweetheart," that voice so confident, resonated, echoing in Louis head. He looked up and saw with a blush that yes he was talking to Louis, again. He gave a jerk of his head signaling Alister to move his desk over next to his.

He looked down and saw Alister's arm take hold of a rod under Louis chair, mesmerized but the muscles in his arm, and it crossed his mind, briefly, how easy it would be for him to pick Louis up and just fucking handle him.

And then Louis is next to him, "You come to me, not the other way around." His voice was a growl, low and sure, right against Louis's hair. He tried to suppress a shudder, but to his horror a small whimper fell from his mouth.

He could feel his body grow warm, and it terrified him.

They worked the rest of the period, Alister doing whatever he could do to make Louis flustered, gripping his thigh, putting his hand over Louis'.

It was beginning to annoy him, he hadn't even known Louis for an hour and he acted like he owned him. Louis couldn't get out of the biology classroom fast enough. He heard his name being called behind him, but he could care less.

He enjoyed his next three classes, meeting a few really nice boys and girls who seemed to want to be his friend, one blonde boy in particular, a beta, which made him a mystery, to Louis anyways, he had only ever met one other beta before, they were rare.