the rich kid and the loner [boy×boy]

Chapter 9

Jay's pov

I felt like shit. Right when I thought things were going to be okay, I find out the guy I liked is dealing drugs. If that's not reason to stop liking him, what is? Still though, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I almost felt guilty for finding out.

The look on his face, when he saw me.... it almost made me forget why I was angry. Almost.

How could I forget though? He could get in trouble, he could be in danger, and I just don't want to lose another person.

I felt like my head was spinning. I tried to take deep breaths, watching my breath disperse into thin air in the cold winter evening.

I was sitting on the swing in the park we first talked in.

"Can we talk?" I looked next to me to see him standing there, a cold look on his face.

I looked down feeling awkward and heard him sit on the swing next to mine.

"Look, I know that what I do is bad, but I honestly don't see how it's any of your business."

"Guess it's not." I was looking up, trying to avoid looking at him, when he suddenly jumped up, the cold look on his face morphing into an angry one.

He was now towering over me, screaming at me angrily.

"Then why the fuck would you get angry at me?"

"Because it worried about you." I jumped up, screaming louder than he had.

I looked at him in expectation, trying to get my breathing under control. He looked terrified.

He looked anywhere but at me, "Stop"

"What?" I laughed a little, before sobering up.

"Stop worrying about me. You know what? Just stop talking to me altogether."

I looked at him for a couple of seconds. He looked like he was shaking, but I wasn't sure it was the cold.

"What are you so afraid of?" I whispered.

"Just stop caring, okay? You shouldn't care about me, you shouldn't worry about me, so just stop."

I took a step closer to him, making him look away, "So what if I do?"

When he didn't answer back I took another step in his direction, whispering, "What if I don't want to stop? What if I like you?"

That made him look me in the eyes and without thinking about it, I grabbed his face, connecting our lips gently.

He put his hands on my neck without breaking the kiss.

My hands slide down his body, stopping at his waist. I pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. It felt like I never had to breathe again. He was so close that I could feel his body heat radiating on my skin.

It felt so good, right until he pushed me away. His eyes were huge, like he had no idea why he would do something like that. He kept opening and closing his mouth, like he couldn't decide what to say.

"I-i gotta g-go." he walked away, almost ran, leaving me alone in the cold.

Nick's pov

The only thing I could think of as I ran to my car was 'what just happened?' and 'why did I enjoy it?'

Word count: 535

A/n: hello