One Shots

Connor Franta

Have you ever wanted someone, or something so bad that it hurts? Yeah. That’s exactly how I felt about him. I wanted him more than anything in this world. No, I needed him. I needed to touch him. I needed to feel is soft lips against mine. I needed his hot breath against my neck. I watched as he played with his lower lip, clenching his jaw in frustration at the Calculus problem on the board. 

He was a Senior and I was a Sophmore. You’re probably wondering why we’re in the same class. I was too smart for my own good. I really was. I had never been in trouble, I was always the teacher’s favorite. My work was never late and my projects always resulted in A’s. I never had a boyfriend, and I most certainly never thought about sex. But that changed, sex was all I thought about. 

My mind was practically screaming “fuck him”, but I was far too scared to even talk to him. I tore a piece of paper out of my notebook. I began to write a note to my best friend, “Aley, I’m thinking about him again. I’ve never even had a boyfriend before but I would give anything to have him. He’s so hot, I just wan-“

I was unable to finish the note before it was snatched off my desk. I felt panic taking over my body. I turned to the direction it was snatched by Connor with a huge smirk on his face. He let out a low chuckle. My stomach felt sick and my cheeks burned with embarrassment. 

"This is so about me!" He grinned. 

"No it’s not!" I whisper-yelled.

"You’ve never had a boyfriend?" He questioned me. 

"Mr. Franta would you like a detention or will you please stop talking?” Mrs. Cowell snapped. 

"Sorry Mrs. C, I was just telling (y/n) I was giving her a ride home, so she doesn’t have to walk." He said looking at me. 

"Great, now back to pre-calc." She spoke rolling her eyes. 

I looked from Connor to the board. The smirk on his face only growing. I shook my head ‘no’ at him but he just chuckled and went back to the problem on the board. I could barely sit in class with him and 26 other kids. I wouldn’t be able to make it in the car with just him and I. I snapped out of my thoughts when the bell rang.

I held my breath and packed up as slowly as possible, hoping he wouldn’t be waiting for me. I stood up, the classroom empty, relief washing over me. I walked out, but nevertheless to find him standing there. My stomach flopped in an excited nervous way.

"Come on babe, can’t get rid of me that easy." He winked at me. 

He lead me to his car, it was a nice car, sleek black. He opened the passenger door for me and I slid into the passenger seat as he walked around the car, why was I even getting in the car? He started the car and the worry in me began to build. 

"Relax, you act like I’m going to kill you." Connor chuckled lowly. 

"I’m not worried?" I lied. 

"I can’t believe you’ve never had a boyfriend?" He more questioned than stated. 

"So…?" I practically whispered. 

"Nothing. You’re just so beautiful, I thought you have a boyfriend." He said placing his hand on my thigh. 

My throat dried at his actions and my mind begged for him to touch me more. I wanted my mind to stop but she wouldn’t. I felt an aching sensation between my legs. 

"Do you want to fuck me (y/n)?" He asked bluntly. 

I shut my eyes tight in attempt to find the words to say ‘no’, but his hand traveled further up my thigh and clouded my thoughts.