I Want Crazy (One Shots) (boyxboy)

I Can Turn You Gay (Part One)

A/N: I came up with this put of boredom.... its eh.... could be better i guess but it'll do for now ^.^

No...Hell no...Nuh-uh no not happening. I thought looking at the paper being passed around. I am NOT working with that arrogant son of a gun.  Mrs. Dawson grabbed the paper back and said, " Now that you all have your partners, lets go over the assignment. It's worth half your final grade so push your partner to do well." She turned to the board and began to write a list of things we needed to do:

1) Choose a research topic.

2) Develop a hypothesis

3) Research, Research, Research.

4) Write e rough draft of final report.

5) Write final report.

"Okay you have three weeks to work on this before the semester ends. I'm giving you till the end of the class too work with your partners. Be sure to submit your final topic to me by Monday." I buried my head in to my book I was reading praying no one would notice me. I seen my partner walk up to the teachers podium and ask for the partner sheet. His eyes scanned the paper and he furrowed his brows. Slowly raising his head he looked around the room, his eyes completely missing me. "Who the Hell is Connor Stark?" He called out. I continued to look at my book. Damn it. Maybe if I ignore him he'll go away.

Some football player in the row ahead of me looked at me. I seen him smirk before pointing at me saying, " Hey bro! That's the emo faggot in the back!" I sighed and rolled my eyes. I really hate people. My partner walked back to me and plopped down in the desk in front of me. " Sawyer Redwood.. " He flashed me a perfect smile revealing a row of white teeth. He extended his hand and I briefly shook it. "So you new here man? I haven't seen you around." I closed my book and looked at him," No, actually we've went to the same school since sixth grade."

"Oh."

An awkward silence blanketed over us as we just stared at each other. "Why do you cut?" Taken aback by his bluntness I just stared at him with my mouth open. He looked at me dead serious. " Um..I.. I don't. Why do you ask?" I responded. Sawyer shrugged and said." Most emos cut."  I narrowed my eyes at him," That is SO stereotypical." Sawyer began picking at the corner of my book. "Stop that." I scolded, smacking his hand.   He pulled it back, " Ouch!" Sighing pulled out a piece of paper, " What should our topic be?" I was really starting to hate this English class the more I thought about it. "Hm.. oh how about the Westboro Baptist Church?" When I only raised my eye brow at him he said, " You know the crazy homophobic church everyone seems to hate"

"I know who they are. But why them?"

Sawyer looked alittle uncomfortable and said, " Just cause.." This time I shrugged and wrote Westboro Baptist Church. On the paper.  Sawyer looked at the clock and said, " Hey, its almost time to go. Do you ride a bus to school or drive?"

" Bus."

"Not today."

"Excuse me?"

"Today your riding home with me so we can work on this paper."

"I am?"

"Yes you are." He said as the bell rung. He grabbed my bag and swung it over his shoulder before walking out the door. " Sawyer... Sawyer!" I yelled after him. "Damn it." I stood up and ran after him. Sawyer had already made it out side and was leaning against his car when I caught up to him. He was smirking. " Gimmie my bag." I demanded

"Get in the car, Connor."

"No,  now give me my bag."

" Your bus is leaving." I turned around and sure enough the first round of busses were pulling away. Left with no other option I got in the car slamming the door. "Hey don't take your anger out on baby!" Sawyer chided. He started the car and pulled out and on to the road. I was pleasantly surprised when he turned the music on. If it'd been rap i would have committed suicide right there. But it was Falling In Reverse's  Caught Like A Fly.

"Hey this song fits you."

"How?"

"Your trapped in my car with me. I could be a pedophile." he said wiggling his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes, " You're barely two months older than me."

Sawyer pulled in to a huge drive way connected to a huge house. My mouth fell open again as he turned the car off. " You live here?!" I asked astonished. Sawyer blushed alittle, " Yeah. No one home so it's just me and you."  I did not like the suggestive tone of his. He was straight right? We walked in the house and Sawyer set his keys on the table. I followed him up the stairs in to his massive room. Spoiled rich kid much? He say down in a plush wheelie chair. I awkwardly stood there.

" You can sit on the bed. Unless of course you'd rather sit on my lap" He gave me his trademark smirk I flopped down on the bed and pulled out my notebook. He kept eyeing me weirdly "Where do you want to start?" Sawyer looked at me. "What?" I asked. "Just thinking." He replied.

"About?"

"Are you a virgin? Have you every been kissed?"

I choked on the pop I was drinking and looked at him. After a thorough coughing fit I said, " You seem very interested in my love life for a guy I just met." with a pointed glare. 

"Connor?"

"Yes?"

"Answer my questions." he ordered.

Biting my lip, I contemplated whether or not to lie through my teeth.  Then I remembered I sucked at lying. " Yes I'm a virgin. No I've never been kissed."

 He stood up," I'll be back." He walked out of the room and I assumed he went to the bathroom. I was blushing now. I wondered what kind of torment Mr. Popularity had in store for me now that he knew that. I laid down on my stomach and flipped through my notebook. The door opened but I didn't turn around. I felt someone get on top of me. I rolled over and Sawyers lips crashed down on mine. Frozen in shock I just laid there. His lips slid over mine, his tongue licking my lips trying to part them. A moan came from my throat and Sawyers leg rubbed between my thighs. His hand pushed its way up under my shirt and his thumb stroked my stomach.  Finally I recovered from the shock and pushed him away. I jumped off the bed and headed for the door. As I pulled it open Sawyer shoved it shut. Grabbing me around the waist he picked me up. I squirmed in his grasp.

"Let me go!" I demanded. Sawyer dropped my on the bed and I rolled over it to the other side. Soon i realized this was a bad move because I had cornered myself. As Sawyer walked up to me I back up trembling until my back hit his wall. "Sawyer." I said.  He places his hands on either side of my head, palms flat against the wall. He smile down at me with excitement and lust in his eyes. He pressed his chest against mine. " Since when were you gay?" I asked. He ignored me and leaned forward to whisper in my ear. " Did you really think I'd never noticed you? Always sitting alone? I've had a crush on you since ninth grade. Why do you think I requested you as my partner for this dumb essay? So i could get you alone." I figure gasping in shock would be a bit over dramatic so I settled for just blinking at him. Sawyer's golden brown eyes looked into my green ones and then down to my lips. He leaned in closed and I turned my head. I pushed on  his chest to no avail. I wasn't surprised though. He was a football player and I.. well... not. I'm lucky if I can push a heavy door open. He grabbed my face gently and turned it to face him. He kissed me again. This time he used his knee to press against my crotch. I gasped and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. My heart pounded against my chest and I tried again to push him off. He stopped kissing me and said, " You're cute. Thinking you can push me away." I was starting to seriously fear for my safety.. What if he was a rapist?

" Sawyer.. Stop.. I'm... I'm.." I stuttered. He smiled evilly, "Your.. your.. What?" he mocked me.

"I'm straight." I explained. Sawyer leaned in again. His lips were only a millimeter away from mine. Oddly part of me wanted him to close that small distance. He looked at me and whispered in a husky tone " I can turn you gay..."

TO BE CONTINUED...... O.O