Can You Feel My Heart [Fransykes]

Chapter 11

"Oliver. Oliver. Oliver..." I heard my name like it was being called out from miles away until a sharp tone didn't bring me back to reality. "Oliver Sykes!" The teacher yelled at me and I flinched looking up. 

"Yes?" I blurred out feeling my face heat up as I found the whole class staring at me.

"You're pretty distant today... Any special reason for that?" Mr. Perry asked.

Oh man, where do I start?! Does 'I showered have naked with my best friend and got a boner for him' sound good enough?

I didn't say that of course - actually I didn't say a thing, I just shook my head hoping he'll walk pass it. Bit today obviously wasn't my day.

"And how about you take a trip to the principles office and tell him all about your behavior?" Mr. Perry asked - well, more like question ordered me.

I got up, still without speaking, and I exited the classroom. I wasn't in the mood for the principle though, so I just walked straight down the hallway not really caring where my feet were gonna take me.

I've been distant the whole day. Josh and I kinda brushed off what happened in the gym with laughter pretending like we never saw what we obviously saw, but I couldn't just forget... The image of Josh's naked body dripping in water hunted my mind and the thought of him alone in that state made me bite my lip. I couldn't just forget the way he looked at me. The way that his blue eyes swallowed me as something slightly darker than from what I'm usually used to seeing played in them. I couldn't just forget the warmth that spread through my body... How my lungs suddenly felt empty and how something in my stomach tightened... How excitement rushed through me with his touch along with adrenaline... How suddenly hot it was under my skin and how badly I wanted relief.

No, I couldn't just forget that.

Fuck.

I stopped, leaning onto the wall beside me as I felt my breathing fall out of my even rhythm.

What the fuck was happening to me?

Josh was my best friend. He has been since I can remember. I shouldn't be having these feelings... these thoughts. I felt weird, guilty and kinda scared, but it didn't seem wrong. That's what scared me the most. It should've seemed wrong on so many levels, but it just didn't. I was confused and every conclusion my brain would jump to just made me even more confused.

I walked into the guys bathroom looking myself in the mirror. God, I looked awful! Of course I did, I slept for like two hours. I was busy having... those thoughts about... well, Josh.

I was disgusted by myself. What the hell was wrong with me? I was straight! Goddammit Oli, you are straight! This is wrong! This is so wrong!

I didn't realize I was scratching until I didn't see the thin bloody line forming on the part of my wrist where I still didn't have tattoos.

"Fuck!" I hissed putting my hand under cold water.

What the fuck was happening to me?

"Oh look who we have here?" I recognized Chris' voice and I stiffened.

I quickly whipped my burning eyes and closed the water turning around to face the threat behind me. Chris was standing next to the bathroom door with a smirk on his face. He was alone and I couldn't decide if that was a good or a bad thing. Form Dan, him and Matt, I hated him the most. I hoped he was just going to let me go, but I didn't have that much luck - or any luck at all.

"No." He shook his head as I tried to walk pass him not making eye contact. "Not so fast." He pushed me back and I stumble backwards still taking a few steps back when I got my balance back.