I'm With You [BoyxBoy]

Chapter 22

Andy's POV

My life... Is ruined. This has to be a joke. There is no freaking way my boyfriend has forgotten all about me but not Deena. Maybe he's just so excited to see me and he's taking his excitement on Deena. This is all just a misunderstanding.

"OH MY GOD! Why did you attack her face? You're suppose to be my boyfriend." I cry and Drew pulled away from Deena.

"Listen kid, I'm not your boyfriend." Drew says looking at me like I was the plague. "I would like to get to know you though."

He still wants know about me! "Without her?"

"Sure?" he says creeped out. Oh no. I have to be normal. What if he won't like me? "Don't cry. What's your name kid?"

"Andy Starr. I'm gay."

"Drew Hanson, straight as a pole." that's what I thought before he made a move on me.

I shook Drew's hand and I felt the shock. He must've felt it too because he jerked his hand back. Drew moved back a few tiles and I tilted my head to the side. "Why are you looking at me like I have some sort of disease? Am I that disgusting?" I asked feeling hurt.

Drew gulped. "N-no. You're actually adorable. Have you been dragging your feet on rugs lately?"

"No."

"I guess it must be me." yeah. Keep dreaming. I rolled my eyes and walked to my first period class.

***

There we were, sitting on my bed, just the two of us. He looked so hot without his shirt on. He was athletic so his muscles were defined in all the right places and really made me weak. He touched my shoulder.

"I'm glad you brought me here," he said.

"You are?" I asked in reply.

"Yeah, I've wanted this moment to come since I first talked to you."

"What are you saying?"

"Andy, I think I-Andy are you listening to me? Andy? Andy!"

His voice changed and took on a female tone. My eyes opened when I heard laughter. There I was, in the middle of English, being asked a question by Mrs. Brown. What happened? Why aren't we in my room anymore? Then I realized it, I was daydreaming.

"Mr. Star, do you know the question or not?" Mrs. Brown demanded.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Brown. I don't think I was paying attention."

"Me neither. Perhaps you should get some sleep at night. You would be more focused and able to apply yourself. Lauren, could you answer the question please?"

'What a bitch,' I thought to myself. Who cares. Mrs. Brown didn't mean a damn thing to me. The only thing that mattered was sitting on the other side of the classroom. I look over and admire the features I have grown to desire. Drew. In my opinion, he was the hottest guy in the school. Okay, maybe not the hottest, but the only one I was interested in.

He was about 6 foot. I would guess that he weighed around 165. His dark blonde hair, those brown eyes, that smile that can brighten my day in the darkest times, they were all that made me want him more. He was so sweet to everyone, no matter who you were. He didn't care. Now that I think of it, I have never seen the kid make fun of anyone to his or her face. Unlike his friends, he didn't like hurting people's feelings. He was so nice. And the fact that he had an awesome body didn't hurt matters. My constant daydreaming ended at the sound of a bell on the intercom.

"Okay, class," Mrs. Brown said. "Go and read chapters 4 through 7. We will discuss what you read tomorrow in class. Have a good day. Mr. Star, may I see you for a moment?"