"Are you following me?" I spun around at the voice and noticed Liam was sat at the canvas beside mine. I was currently in art class and apparently, so was Liam.
"No, I think it's the other way. I was here first." I smiled playfully at him as he placed his bag beside his seat before sitting down on the stool. "It's kinda creepy." I joked and felt my smile grow as Liam laughed.
"Okay guys, today we're going to be doing some simple portraiture today and our lovely assistant has volunteered for us today." I looked up as the teacher spoke, seeing her motion to a shirtless, hot guy. God, were all guys in this school sex on legs or..?
I licked my lips slightly as the guy took his place in the middle of the classroom, standing with his arms over his head. I let out a shaky breath at how good he looked and cleared my throat, distracting myself from the guy. I felt someone staring at me and I glanced to the side, seeing Liam looking at me intently. He then glanced to the guy and back to me and I blushed.
What! Basically the whole class was intrigued by this mystery guy! Even the 'straight' guys! Liam mumbled something under his breath before turning to his easel and beginning to paint the guy.
I copied his actions, all too happy I got to keep looking at the guy without it being interpreted as creepy.. though saying that was probably creepy.
"Miss?" Liam spoke from beside me and I glanced to the side, seeing he hadn't done too much. The teacher walked beside him and glanced at his easel before looking to him. Liam muttered something to her and she sighed out before nodding and walking back to the front of the class.
I gave Liam a questioning look and he grinned at me as he pulled his shirt over his head.. what the hell?! I opened my mouth in shock and he smirked at my expression before walking into the center of everyone, posing, making everyone give the teacher confused looks.
"Liam has offered to be the focus for the people who would have had to paint Jack's back. Aha! His name was Jack.. Wait what?! I watched as Liam whispered something to Jack and he nodded with a laugh.
My frown grew as Jack turned his back to me. I was enjoying that view!
Liam then stood directly in front of me, his smirk growing by the second. I narrowed my eyes at him, ignoring his defined chest. I looked back to my painting and sighed, taking it down from the easel and switching it so I could paint Liam instead as him and Jack weren't exactly alike, Height, Skin Colour, Hairstyle.
I picked up a new paintbrush as my other one had a dark brown shade on it for Jack's skin. I began to paint again, glancing up at Liam every now and again. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of getting to watch me squirm over his good looks.
I haven't even known him for twenty-four hours and I've already seen him without a shirt twice! I glanced around the class, seeing everyone else was more than happy to paint Liam. How did he even convince the teacher to get out of doing his work to stand and model instead?!
I looked back up at Liam, staring at him for a second as he had diverted his eyes to glance across the room. I hate to admit it, but he was extremely attractive.. and he knew it too.
At that moment he looked back and caught my eyes. His smirk grew and my heart raced, knowing he had caught me staring at him. I quickly looked down, my cheeks burning as I pretended to paint again.
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We continued our art for another half hour or so and every time I looked at Liam he always seemed to be staring right back at me. I quickly signed my name on the bottom of the paper with a pen as I didn't trust myself with the paint.
I raised my hand and the teacher wandered over to me, looking at my art. "This is really well done, Adriana." The teacher complimented and I smiled, avoiding looking to Liam, already knowing he'd be looking at me with that stupid smirk of his.
"Thank you, Miss Fell." I spoke with a small smile and she nodded, walking around the class again to examine people's work. I glanced over my painting, quite impressed at how well I had portrayed Liam.
I lifted my painting from the easel and smirked to myself before turning it towards Liam who's jaw dropped at it. I raised my eyebrows at him and he let out a breath, moving his arms from the still position they had been in, causing about half the class to groan loudly. He quickly placed them back where they once were and smiled dreamily at me.
I placed my canvas on the table behind me and kicked my legs out, freely admiring Liam now as he had now moved slightly so he was focusing on getting back in the position he was once in instead of looking at me.
I licked my lips as he shuffled to the side, flexing his arms slightly as he moved them back to where they were. He looked up to me and I smiled at him, glancing over his abs. Hot diggity damn, that's all I can say.
The bell suddenly rang and everyone jumped from the sudden noise, a few people groaning as they were holding their paintbrushes so they had probably smeared some of their work.
I stood up from my stool and lifted my bag, slipping over my shoulders and I felt Liam move behind me. "Model Dunbar then?" I asked playfully and pouted slightly as I realised he was pulling his shirt on.
"Artist Peters then?" He retorted and I smiled, admiring his lower stomach for as long as I could before his shirt covered it. God, why were shirts a thing? All they did was ruin my hopes and dreams.. of staring at boys all day.
"I'll catch you later, Liam." I smiled once more before turning my back to him and exiting the classroom, the smile still on my face.
