Put me to sleep, evil angel

Chapter 2

Hey everyone, it's otaukugirl. Thanks for reading my first chapter. I know it sucked, but it's a work in progress.

Picture of timber

Silvers P.O.V

The people in the stall stop moaning. There's shuffling around and somebody comes out. My eyes widen at who it is.

"Thomas Higgins" I whisper. Thomas was the bastard that let out my secret that I'm gay. My revenge was popping his tires for a whole year, but revenge didn't me feel any better.

He stared at me, wiping his mouth. Then Thomas said "One word to anyone about this Silver, I'll make your life worse than it already is." He then casually walked out of the bathroom, as if nothing had happened.

I go to take a paper towel from the rack, but then hear "Damn! That boy sure knows how give some head."

The person walks out of the bathroom, zipping up his fly. And the person is none other than Timber Rose. The worst possible person to be seeing me like this, is the world's biggest manwhore.

Timber looks at me and asks "What the fuck happened to you?"

"Uh....um....I...kinda got a slushie dumped all over me."

Timber walks up to me, but I take a step back each time he takes one forward. I eventually find my self cornered by his bulk and the walk.

"Uh, there is a thing called personal space you know right?" I joke.

He leans in to me and licks my cheek. He licks my fucking cheek!

He whispers seductively, "Mmmm, cherry." I stand there, frozen. Shivers going down my spine. I feel my cheeks warm up.

Timber chuckles. "Relax kiddo, I'm just playing." He ruffles my hair and I push him out of my way. I grab a paper towel, wet it and start to wipe the sticky cherry syrup off my face. Timber then grabs my paper towel, turns me twords him and starts wiping the syrup off my face.

After seven more minutes I finally say, "Look, I really got to get to class."

"But the front of your shirt is soaked." He says.

"Oh, I'll be fi...." as I'm speaking, Timber takes off his shirt and hands it to me.

I blush madly. Timber has a really nice chest. The perfect amount of muscle in the perfect places.

"No I can't ta-" I'm cut off by a warm pair of lips pressed to my own. My eyes widen at the kiss. I've never been kissed by a boy before, and damn it feels good. The beautiful moment is over too soon and he takes his lips off of mine.

He chuckles lightly. "You talk too much."

I'm speechless, the kiss felt so wrong, yet so right. I take the shirt and slowly take off my own. Timber's shirt is so warm. And the best part is that it smells like him.

He takes my shirt and starts to the door. "Where are you going?" I ask.

"Home." he replies, still walking.

"Well why do you have my shirt." I ask confused.

"So I have a reason to see you again." He says walking out the door. I faintly hear him say, "See ya around."

"Yeah," I whisper. "See ya."

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