In love with...who?

Bathroom

Then, I dreaded the single class I had with Axel. I was glad when he ignored me like usual. I watched him again catching fruit snacks in his mouth. It was then, with his head thrown back and his mouth open, that I realized how beautiful he was.

I studied him instead of math. He was wonderfully sculpted; I couldn't help staring.

     All too soon, the bell rang. I walked far behind him. He said something to the boy beside him, and went into the bathroom. I continued on my way.

I felt a hand on my arm before my surroundings changed. Axel had pulled me into the men's room.

"What?" I questioned.

"I wanted to look at you," he claimed with a smile.

I melted into it. His eyes lit up as they shrunk. He stared at me for a moment, and as a blush crawled up my cheeks, he kissed me. I balled my fist in his hair. He ended the kiss quickly and a soft whimper exited my mouth.

"Oh, you miss me that much, huh?" Axel taunted.

"Don't get cocky," I said smugly. He tucked my hair behind my ear as I attempted to hide my smile.

"Gosh, you are beautiful," he chirped. I blushed a deep pink.

"So shy," he whispered to me.

"I-I'm gonna be late for class," I stuttered.

"Tell your teacher you were having lady troubles. I want to see you," he instructed.

We stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Then he kissed me as the bell chimed.

"I need to go. I have class in the basement," I excused myself. I ran down the stairs.

"What the hell is going on with him?" I pondered.

The next few days went by quickly. I'd catch him looking at me a few times a day. He didn't pull me into the bathroom again.