^^U know why? Cus I can! And it sums up Andy's situation perfectly^^
Lynx's Pov~
I hum to myself as I sip on my coffee, eyes hurriedly glancing around all the other teachers in the staff room.
"I guess Davies didn't show up today huh?" I say to myself, looking at my reflection in the milky liquid.
"Ah yes, speaking of that, Lynx we're going to need you to do p.e, you are a supervisor after all it's your job." States
Erin 'O' hare, the geography and girls p.e teacher.
I roll my eyes and scoff at her, I didn't need extra work, I have three lessons today already, I don't need four.
French with D3 H2 and form with my tutor class.
"What time?" I ask, trying to sound interested.
"Next lesson with year nine group two boys, gymnastics." I
Feel slightly enraged because the boys always get angry when they have to do gym, but their gonna do ballet next week so Lord help that teacher.
But that's fun I guess, watching the boys stumble around, not in that way, I'm flippin straight.
I cringe at what happened last time I did gymnastics... It was in collage for a dare and hit my head on a beam before passing out.
I nod "okay, I'll do it."
TS***
I sit on a bench opposite the boys' bench thats getting filled up.
"Why's he our teacher!?" Asks some short weedy-ass boy followed by a... "He looks like Andy, is he even old enough to teach us?!"
I go to respond but see Andy walk in, probably expecting Mr. Davies because when he sees me he hides his face....His eyes were red, has he been crying?
My question is automatically answered when Duce and Price walk in laughing.
"Okay. So I don't want to be here as much as you do but theirs cameras in this room and I'm not getting fired, so... Register."
I called out the names, some familiar and some brand new.
I hated kids. But I always looked up at Andy when I said his name, I don't think he's noticed, I don't want him to go through what I did after leaving school.
TS***
I made the kids do warm ups and stretches before putting them in pairs and telling them to do different rolls and was of traveling, some were into it...others are just talking.
I feel a slight tug on my shirt and turn around to face a unhappy Andy. "Sir, I'm by myself." He complains.
"Sit down, I wanna talk." Is all I say. He shuffles away from me awkwardly but I give him a stern look and he does.
"Andy, I need you to tell me when they tease you sunshine, I can make it all stop, make it all better."
Andy's pov~
His voice was so secure and trustworthy that I didn't have enough willpower to say no.
"Please..." Is all I can muster up before he leans forward into a quick hug. Once he detached himself from me we both looked away nervously.
My heart was in my throat, I just wanted to tell him what he was to me, but he could never see me in the same way.
"Do you mind if we talk at lunch?" He asks with a heartwarming smile, oh his smile, lips the most perfect shade of rose, his teeth a pearly glistening white, i needed to kiss him so bad...
Lynx's pov~
I was trying to talk about how he needs to tell me every time Duce picks on him but he's not paying attention.
His eyes keep locking on my lips before he glances up to make eye contact but then they just go straight back down to my lips.
"Can we go somewhere private?" Asks Andy, something in his voice changing, now more confident. "Yeah. The changing rooms." I mutter, standing up.
He grabs my shirt and pulls himself up, leaning near my ear and whispering. "No, Somewhere... Secluded."
His hit breath triggered something deep inside of me that made me feel nervous.
I nodded and tugged on his black hoodie sleeve, taking him into the corridor and walking off on my class.
I stopped In front of a sports cupboard. Only a meter or two wide. He smiles and yanks me inside, shutting the door behind us.
darkness and heavy breathing were all i could see and hear. however, my eyes adjusted and I could see his pale face, his mouth pulled into a devilish smirk.
There was something in his eyes, filled with lust, filled with need.
Only now realising what he wanted, I reached out for the door handle, only to have him smack my wrist and grab my hands.
I gasped at how bold he was being. "I've liked you for so long... I would try to drop hints but you don't see them. Now I'm not hinting, I'm telling you." He said with a tone that could only be described as a dirty one.
"I don't care if your straight, bi, pansexual, Asexual or homophobic, your not leaving here until I'm done with you."
He purrs, in a tone full of sluttyness and desperation
Reality is, I can just push him
out the way and walk out, but I don't want to, I'm not sure if he's serious, being honest or having a erotic fit or something but I want to explore why and what's making these feelings.
"What do you want to do to to me? Huh? You got me here, you told me you liked me. Show me what you got boi."
(I spelt that wrong on purpose)
I growled, I was straight, I would never date a boy his age, but I feel like I would do more damage not kissing him, then kissing him.
His hand reaches up behind me and grabs my hair, yanking it back hard making a moan escape my mouth, did I make that noise, oh god.
Now on his tip toes, he's eye level, before tugging my shirt forward, making me bend down slightly and presses his lips against mine.
OHHH cliffhanger!! You'll get the next chapter soon 😂
