high school adventures of an "edgelord"

You're Beautiful

My face was beaming as I stepped off stage and walked back to my table where Daxton was clapping his heart out for my performance. I was in such a excited state that I ran over to our table and was cheering, the applause was drowning out my voice and Daxton's. All of a sudden, I wrapped my arms around his torso and felt his do the same, it seemed, in that moment, that all had gone to a standstill, tranquil and calm. I squeezed him softly and didn't want to release him, he made me feel protected from anything that could harm me in the world. I wanted Daxton to be mine. And I'm sure he felt the same about me. I still was confused as to what he was going to tell me, because he said he was going to tell me something that he hasn't even mentioned to this mother. I was intrigued and kinda scared to what I was going to find out because he could say. Daxton sadly had to release me and when he did, I turned around and took in actually how many people were clapping, even the principal was clapping for me. Unfortunately, everyone had settled down and continued to eat their lunches. The "karaoke announcer" told everyone that was all they had time for, and I'm glad too because it wouldn't of been as special as it already was. Daxton walked back to our table and once again, pulled out the chair for me. What a gentleman, I thought. He eyes were still as big as saucers because my performance. Daxton began to speak, "Wow, just wow. That was amazing! I knew you could sing, I just knew it!" I giggled and blushed, he blushed back just like I did every time he got near me. All of a sudden, the lunch bell rang, signaling the end of our hour lunch. Well, time to head back to our class together. I tossed my lunch into the trash can and so did Daxton, following behind me. Mr. Roman came and picked us up and took us back to his classroom. While we were walking, Daxton accidently stepped on the back of my boots. I turned around and gave him the death stare, but of course, I can't keep a straight face around his beauty. I ended up blushing and chuckling along with him. Oh, did I mention Daxton was blushing too? We reached class and I told him that he sits right beside me in the back of the class.
I turned to him, and I was pretty close to him too, and whispered, "Welcome to the back of class where we have to sit near the damn air conditioner. Anyways, Mr. Roman is awesome, he let's us listen to music when he's not giving us a lecture in Social Studies. I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but that's basically all you need to know about his class. Okay?" Daxton snickered while he nodded his head, probably at the air conditioner part.
A few minutes later, still in Mr. Roman's class, while we were doing class work about Ancient Rome, Daxton dropped his pencil and when he went to go grab it, his hand accidently brushed against my upper thigh. As soon as that happened, I looked down at my work and pretended that that was more interesting than my crush almost touching my butt. I snook a glance at him and he was blushing madly. I was too, but not that bad. Suddenly, my face got even hotter when I realized that he must like me too. Whenever I blush, he blushes as well. He also always pulls out the chair for me, not only at lunch but even when we walked in class. Like wow, I thought.
In homeroom, a few hours later after 4th and 5th block, Daxton sat down beside me, I asked, "Why are you a tad late to homeroom?" He was out of breath and his face was flushed. I let him regain control of his breathing before he answered my question.
Then, in his deep, sugary voice he answered, "My 5th block teacher let us out really late, we had like 2 minutes to get to homeroom." I immediately understood and nodded my head, confirming my understanding. I was playing on my phone when he looked over at my phone screen. He inquired, "What song are you listening to?" He must've noticed that I had my ear buds in my ear.
I eagerly replied, "'Not Today' by Twenty One Pilots. It's a great song!" He looked shocked, but in a good way. I asked, "What's wrong? Do you like Twenty One Pilots?"
"Yes, very, very, very much! What's your favorite song by them? Mine is 'Doubt'." He said while having a goofy smile plastered across his face.
"I love the song, 'Message Man' and 'Hometown'. I also love 'Doubt' too!" I said, fangirling a little too much.
"Same. Oh, dammit I forgot my promise to you!" Daxton said obviously disappointed in himself. (Although I find nothing disappointing about him)