• Christian •"Evan." I say, grabbing his hand in mine. "Does this mean you'll say yes if I ask you on a date?"
He smiles, his eyes crinkling in the corners. "Of course I would." He laughs, making me smile.
"Good." I pull him into a hug. It might be a bit weird for him, but I've waited so long for this. I've wanted him for so long and I'm still skeptical that this is actually happening. I have to touch him to know he's real and that this isn't a dream.
I pull away from him and let go of his hand. "You're not just wanting to experiment, right?" I ask, feeling unsure.
"No!" He says, but then hesitates. "Well, I like you, I know I do, but I've never done anything with a guy... So I don't know how that would work..."
I raise an eyebrow and am unable to hold back a smirk. I've had so many fantasies about Evan and the fact that I might be able to actually play them out one day is just... fucking awesome.
"Well, I can teach you all about gay sex, in time." I tell him, my smirk still in place. Of course I do realize that it'll probably be a long, long time before Evan wants to do anything like that. Or maybe not. He's a teenage boy, after all.
"Great." He mutters shyly, looking up at me with his big green eyes. He's so beautiful and I'll tell him that one day.
Suddenly a cocky smirk forms on his face and I narrow my eyes at him. Whatever he's thinking, isn't good for me, I can just tell.
"So, Christian, how long have you liked me anyways?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest. To my chagrin, I fell my cheeks heat up.
"Awhile." I admit. "Since freshman year, I think."
Evan's eyes widen. "Then why were you such a dick?" He asks and I shake my head.
"Can't we just forget about that?" I practically plead.
Evan rolls his eyes, but nods his head anyways. "Sure. So, uh, what exactly are we now?" He asks hesitantly.
"Well, we haven't been on a date yet, but we will eventually, so I'd say we're dating." I answer, already trying to come up with an idea of where to take Evan. It will be difficult because I know he wouldn't want to be seen on a date with a guy. That means I've got to plan it somewhere private. I just don't know where yet.
"So how does next Friday sound?" I question. I know it's kind of far away, but I want to have time to plan something nice.
Evan shrugs his shoulders. "Sounds good to me, I know I won't have any set plans."
"Alright, that's great." I say, grinning crookedly. "I can't believe you like me and that you actually told me." I shake my head. I know I probably would never have had the courage to just tell Evan.
"Well, I probably wouldn't have if Mackenzie hadn't told me that you like me." He admits, shrugging.
"Right. How did she know that I like you?" I ask confused. Evan furrows his eyes and the expression on his face becomes one of confusion as well.
"You didn't tell her you like me?" He asks and I begin to shake my head but then realize what must've happened.
I guess Mackenzie told Evan I like him so he would tell me he likes me back. I decide quickly that I'll just go along with it because I wouldn't want him mad at her. Only because if she hadn't told him, I would have never known he likes me. I sort of owe her.
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Lockwood Academy Rivals
Teen Fiction[BoyxBoy Romance] Freshman, sophomore, and junior year. Those are the years that Evan and Christian have known each other. Those are the years that they have hated each other...