Love Hurts (boyxboy)

Ryan's POV

As I walk into class Mrs Bryan turns on her chair to look at me "Are you the new boy I have the pleasure of teaching?" She says with a smile this broad is far too happy for a Monday morning I thought. As I take my seat someone enters the class, he is wearing jeans with a plain white top and converse trainers and as he passes me he is wearing an amazing scented cologne. I noticed him in my biology class (to which i was late) he sat in the back.

He sits a few seats behind me so I don't see him often but he seems like the quiet type of guy who has his secrets but doesn't share too much with people. There is a question I think about when I see a different guy: is he like me? Does he like the same things I do? Does he think the way I do? But the questions are all answered in good time but I need to know now because he is really cute! "Ryan!" Mrs Bryan screeches it was only then that I noticed I had begun to stare at the boy "do you want to wait until your own time to stare at Kyle? Or do you want a detention so you have to stare at a book!" By this point the whole class was waiting for me to burst out in a flash of fury and destroy the classroom but I just replied with "Sorry Mrs Bryan, please carry on" the class seemed surprised at what had just happened they had obviously watched too many movies, the new boy is the bad boy but THIS new boy is a gay boy.

I wanted answers so I followed Kyle around to see who he hung around with to see if it gave me any hints but he seemed normal (not stereotypical gay) "Ryan!" I look over and this kid is standing waving his arm trying to get my attention "come sit with us!", Is he broken? I thought. As I walk over to the table I feel something catch my foot, as I hurtle to the ground everything is in slow motion, as the tray of food moves away from infront of me my face slams into the cold, hard floor of high school, as I lie on the floor I brace myself for laughter from the other students... Silence, "are you ok?" One person called " Did you break anything?" Another said, the sympathy from these students was confusing but comforting, I stood up and the sound of student chatter grew louder again.

So I walked over to his table and sat down "Ryan, your nose is bleeding!" I instantly threw my head back and pinched my nose to stop the gushing blood coming out of my nose, running towards the bathroom my head starts to spin I feel like I'm going to pass out, the feeling of sickness hits me out of nowhere "shit I'm going... I'm goi..." The bathroom goes dark...