Kiss Me (yaoi / boyxboy)

Chapter 18

Finn (because he hasn't had a POV for a while and he's way sexy enough to have one >.<)

I clench my shaking hands into fists as I run laps round the school field. This is bad. Whatever Eli was talking about on the phone can't have been good, not if he was that shaken up by it. But then again, shaken up is the wrong word- he was scared shitless to the point that he nearly lost that calm exterior he always has up.
I know how he feels about Grey, probably better than the both of them put together do. But being in love with someone doesn't mean you're right for them and certainly doesn't mean you can protect them. This isn't Harry Potter- no amount of love is going to save anyone here.
I urge my body to run faster, I hate this. I can't have danger near my brother who I've failed to protect so many times before.

I lap the kids trailing behind at the back of the group, tearing past them in my need to get rid of all these crappy feelings and memories. Think of happy things, I tell myself. Rainbows? Kittens? Puppies? I let out a snort as the thought of a puppy actually makes me smile. Okay, so cute things work. Cute things... My mind immediately conjures up Corey. Whoa, I honestly didn't see that one coming. My smile gets wider and my running less desperate as I think about running my fingers through his scruffy blonde hair that I just know will be all soft and silky to the touch. There's something about him and his big baby blues that tells me he's the reason as to why I've been rejecting so many people at the moment. I slow to a panting walk as I cross the line signifying the end of the warm up, thankful that I'm nowhere near as blind to love as my younger sibling and Eli appear to be.

My mine darkens again at the thought of that guy... I type out a quick text to tell him to cut things off the next time he sees Grey, at the same time making a promise to myself to he more proactive where it comes to my crush on Corey. I wait for the little word underneath the message to turn from 'sent' to 'read'. It finally does and I let out a breath. I hope to god he'll do as I say.

Grey

We walk the 15minutes to the school, only passing a few words between us in which I told Drake that all the club activities run after school on a Wednesday ("Then why're we going today?" "Because it's Wednesday, Drake" "The fuck? Since when?") and they were compulsory so Eli would have to be there.

"Why do you need to see to him so bad?" I shrug at his not exactly happy tone,

"I just felt like seeing him to day."

"Spying." he corrects. I only narrow my eyes in response.

We reach the gates and the shock of what we see stuns us all into an open mouthed stupor.

"Holy crap..." Drake voices for the three of us.
The tall wrought iron gates stand open, welcoming my eyes along a white marble path lined by trees. Gleaming white tiles lead to the school, a huge, old red brick building with more windows and floors than I can count. Surrounding the building are acres of green, populated by students and the odd teacher playing sports or having picnics or doing whatever the hell it is they do.
"How the fuck do they get all this when the government can't afford to fix our sodding drinking fountains?"

"They're not fixing them because people kept getting their faces smashed into them whenever they got used." Corey says.

But I see what Drake means. There's no right word to describe the difference between our school and theirs, it's a matter of worlds apart rather than a few drinking fountains.

Corey starts off towards the building, "Come on then."

Halfway down the path we come to the conclusion that spying wouldn't really be a viable option. Maybe it's our lack of respect for our uniforms or Drake's glaring but it's not long before we start attracting attention. it's like they've got inferior detectors. I smile nervously as we pass someone and Corey even waves a little as a kid with especially stare-y eyes walks past. Drake on the other hand, sticks with what he know best; glaring.

Eventually, we walk up the front steps and through the open doors. Its cooler inside, the way old buildings always are and ( if possible) it's even more impressive. High ceilings and walls lined with oak panels and expensive looking art.

Corey takes charge, heading to what I assume is the reception at the other end of the hall. The elderly woman there eyes us as Corey gives her a huge grin. How the can she judge us when she's the one wearing a freakin' jumper stating how she feels about cats (she thinks they're 'purrrrfect' by the way).

"He's looking for his brother, d'you think you could tell us where he is?"

She raises a badly pencilled eyebrow, "Are you sure you have the right school? This is West academy."

"Oh... Is it? I really must learn how to read one of these days..." Corey sighs dramatically as he speak with a voice dripping with sarcasm. I stifle a laugh and she looks a little taken aback before glaring over my shoulder at a chuckling Drake.

Deciding that its probably time I helped, I say, "My brother's name is Finn Mathews."

Her face lights up like a firework, "Oh, Finn? You know," she gives a fond smile and leans forward like she's letting us in on this big secret, "He's our best student. Very athletic, well behaved, incredibly bright..."

"Athletic and kind." Corey adds with an enthusiasm rhat i can only roll my eyes at.

She nods, finding her new best friend in him, "So polite as well..."

"Yep, that's him." I snap. Sorry, but there's so much one person can take of compliments aimed at their sibling in one lifetime. Popping their Finn bubble, I clear my throat, "Anyway, if you could just tell me which club he's doing?"

"Football." she answers quickly

"Okay, thanks." lets just ignore the fact that an old woman know my brothers timetable of by heart. I think it's probably best not to analyse that one...

Drake points down a corridor, "I'm just gonna go find a loo. If you leave me alone in this place, I promise I will kill you both."

Charming. "We'll wait for you by the steps, okay?" With one final nod, he disappears off down a corridor looking determined but definitely lost. Ah well.

Nerves flutter in my stomach as Corey and me settle on the steps overlooking the path because soon I'd be seeing Eli and I'd have to confront him. But for some reason I feel like its going to be okay. Like everything really is going to turn out for the best.

A/N

I'm sorry if I've just something completely different as to what Corey looks like but I really couldn't remember what I said so I just described him as I think of him now...
^ ^ also ~ more frequent updates seeing as this is now my prioritised story whilst my GCSEs are going on... Doesn't mean there won't be updates for other stories, just that they'll be even less frequent than they already at so sorry about that xxxx