Jay's P.O.V.
I watched the deep red colour drip and lighten as it slid down the drain. I dressed in casual clothes, but that still look nice, and put on a touch of my mother's concealer for a pimple growing on my forehead. Why was I putting in the effort? I'm going to Matty's house again!!Neither of us wanted to bring up the project or what had happened (apparently there's a shy side to him, which is so adorable), but we needed to work on the PowerPoint still. I was excited, we worked well together. I really think we'll do well in this. I hope so. If we do, maybe he'll want to work with me again.
I knock at MATTY's door with excitement and wait nervously. I was so excited to see him and be allowed to be close to him. But when I saw his face, all there was, was nervousness. He seemed the same way. He smiled shyly and in a quiet tone invited me in. I was so nervous, my legs wouldn't move a moment. I don't know why. The whole week we had texted and were fine. I was embarrassed that I couldn't, and that just made me more nervous. "Come on, it's okay," Matty said calmly, though with a smirk, pressing a hand on my back, which melted away all my nerves.
"Um, I like your hair," Matty spoke awkwardly, tousling my flame-red, as opposed to its natural dirty blonde colour, hair. "Thanks," I mumble with a blush. We shared a brief moment of awkward silence, until I heard "oh, screw this," and felt my arms immobilized by a tight bear hug.
I absolutely loved what he did. He didn't even let it be awkward for a while. He is so awesome. He didn't kiss me, he didn't act like it ever happened, but it was still awesome. I wanted to kiss him, I missed the taste of his lips. But I couldn't kiss first, I'm too shy. Well, I mean, maybe. But only if he seemed completely ready.
It got awkward again when we started working, at least for me. Well, more nerve-wracking than awkward. He was sitting really close, right against me. He had a hand on my knee. I was freaking out. I couldn't focus. I didn't even notice when he spoke to me. I couldn't hear over my pounding heart. I wished I had just a little more confidence. I wanted a kiss. But, at least I had the confidence to hold his hand. That's a start.
I slowly gained confidence the longer I watched him work. He ignored me until he wanted to ask something, he barely acknowledged me squeezing his hand, though sometimes he would squeeze back and grin. I wasn't sure if I was actually ready or the temptation was too much, but my mind was set; I was going to kiss him. I was nervous, but I was going to do it. I was going to explode. I told myself I wouldn't wait a second. If I did, I would chicken out. "Matty?" I spoke after a moment of calming breathing. He looked at me, perfect. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, puckering my lips, until they pressed firmly on his.
Matty was very surprised I had kissed him, but he kissed back nonetheless. He was the one to pull away, but I didn't mind. I had kissed him. He looked down with a blush. "Well, um..." Was all he said a moment. I stuttered sorry, it was hardly audible. "S-so this is going to be... Serious? Well, I... I guess we should find a better setting."
Before I understood what was happening, Matthew had parked his car outside a little restaurant. He had dragged me to his car, he didn't tell me what we were doing. He didn't say a word on the way there, either. I asked, but he just drove. I still didn't get it. Why a restaurant? "Matty, why are we here?" "Well, Jay, I don't believe in friends with benefits. I'm taking you on a date."
I was so nervous. A date? He really wanted to date me? Or, considering it at least. This is amazing! He was taking me on a date of his own free will! I didn't beg! Unless... What if he didn't want to? What if he was dared to? What if he had no interest in me? What if he's straight?! I was getting myself worked up about it, I was so afraid it was true what I thought. "Matthew what are we doing here? Why are you doing this? Were you dared to do this? Please, Matty, don't do this for a dare! Please, I can't take a heartbreak! Come on, look! This is what happened last time my heart was broken!" I hold out my arms in front of me to show him my scars, knocking over my drink as I did. "O-oh my god, what happened to you?!" "Matty, please don't do it! I can't take it!" "Jaden, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise!" "Matty, why did you take me here? What do you want from me?" "To have a nice time! Jaden, I swear. I don't want to hurt you. I care about you, really. Why would I kiss you first if I was doing anything bad? I promise, Jay, we're here for a nice meal. No pain. I swear."

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RomantizmFor mature readers Explicit sexuality and language For over a year I've had these recurring dreams. I would wake up, go to my computer, check an email I don't really possess, then go to a house to be fucked by my sexy-ass math teacher. But every mo...