Her Other Half (Boyxboy)

Episode 5

I found myself redder than ever. I felt my entire body burn even under the rain. I just stood there, feeling all so awkward, red and weird.

This is seriously getting weird. I fucking liked the feeling of his lips on mine.

"You okay?" Joe asked, as if nothing had happened. He was red too, though.

Did he like it the same why I did?

Well, that is even stupider. He wouldn't like it. Why the hell would he even like it?!

I felt a hand grip on my wrist and I looked up to Joe.

I didn't dare look up and meet his eye - that would be too uncomfortable. I had no idea whatsoever but I did. But ugh, he was looking at me. Right in the eye.

Damn. Too much eye contact!

"What?" I cut off.

"Oh!" He snapped. "Let's run to the shower room and dry off there."

I just nodded and he eventually let go of my wrist. Finally.

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I stared at the floor the whole time I was in the shower. I just allowed the water to flow against my skin.

I shivered, and then shivered again at the memory of Joe's lips pressed on mine. It was like making out with a marshmallow but softer. Way softer. Is that even possible?

I shivered again.

I quickly turned my pace when I heard the showers turn down. I stood up, reached for my locker and awkwardly scanned the shit of my dresser.

I grabbed a clean white v-neck and tossed it over my head. Once I was in it, I took my extra pair of pants and jumped into it.

"You alright?" Joe peeked from the corner of the line of dressers. "You're acting like a ghost passed right in front of you. Is it about the accident kiss? Did you like it?"

I widened my eyes in shock.

"You're disgusting, man." A lie.

But really - why tease?

I felt myself heating up again as Joe neared me. Then I started taking big silent footsteps - with every step the hard and erratic thump of my heart.

Just then I was suddenly aware of the fact that my body went numb as I felt his hand on my shoulder, gently squeezing it.

What the fuck is his problem?

"Robi," he whispered to my ear, teasingly. Or was that in a seductive way. I shuddered at the thought.

Ugh. I was sure I heard my insides moan.

"Get off me, asshat." I pushed him aside, taking the dumped up shirt in my dresser.

He just laughed. Sigh. What a joke.

"What's really going up in your ass and you're acting strange?"

What to say?

"I'm just really frustrated, that's all," I said out from nothing.

"Of what?" He chuckled.

Why so many questions?

"The papers, they're all dumped up and soaking wet!" I exclaimed.

Hmm, I guess I got drama in me.

I fixed my zipper and button and moved aside to shut my locker.

"Let's dry them at my house later." He said, shocking me.