asexual >> joshler (on hold)

one - college sucks, but thats not all

hello, and welcome to the very first chapter of asexual! this took me a while to come up with and even then i had no idea what to do with it.

i also need to credit the fellow citizens of wattpad, for helping choose the ship and title and cover of the book.

thank you all so much!! i hope you like it!

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josh's pov

rushing. boy, was i rushing. slamming the musical arts building door wide open. speeding down the halls before finally coming to a stop in front of my class.

i took time to catch my breath before walking into the class room only thirty minutes late, professor Salazar glaring at me.

"josh, late again?" i only smirked in reply as she wrote my name on a blue tardy slip, and letting the class nerd take it to the office. i walked up the aisle, ignoring the girls and guys swooning at my side. i already fucked them once, what more could they want?

i rolled my eyes at them and looked towards my seat, only to find that there was someone in it. he was spinning a pen in his hand and looking down at his doodle. it was of a man falling, spurts of red coming from all over the page but the man was purely black. it looked deep.

i had to admit, he was kinda cute. he had short hair that kind of quiffed upwards. he was a little thin, with tattoos poking out of the sleeves from his light blue shirt. he had on black skinny jeans too, and black vans. his skin was tan, and looked soft. his eyes were a dark brown, and something about them seemed sad.

unlike any other day though, the seat next to mine was open and i decided it was worth a try. besides, not like he'd say no to getting in bed with me, everyone falls for the charm.

to say the least, i'm pretty much the bad boy at Northwood university. i lost track of the amount of people id slept with during the first month. i held a school record for it, and that was really saying something.

i flopped down into the seat next to him and he flinched in surprise. he looked up at me and i knew right then and there, that i was definitely getting him into my bed later.

"hey there, i'm josh." i said with a signature smile, already turning on my charm. he smiled back and waved shyly. how cute.

"t-tyler. i'm tyler." he said timidly.

tyler, hm thats a nice name. i thought to myself silently. he looked back down to his drawing and started adding more details to it.

"so," tyler flinched a little again from the sudden outburst of sound and looked up at me. "whatcha drawin' over there?" i asked.

he glanced back down at his drawing before back up to me, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

"oh, j-just um, i dunno just s-somethin." tyler's voice was so soft. he was a little nervous obviously; but that voice, it'd sound nice in my bed, if you're catching my drift.

i scooted my seat over to him and he scooted a little away, not as much as i scooted toward him but so that there was some distance between us. i looked over his shoulder at what he was drawing to get a closer look. i heard tyler's breathing hitch just a bit when i leaned in so close and he backed up a bit. i smirked, knowing that he was probably blushing at my closeness. its only the effect i have on everyone.