The whirlwind of confusion that is you. BXB

CHAPTER 3 his face

CHAPTER 3

AN: okay this chapter is going to be short however it is a bit longer than the others. There is a good reason though. I can't tell you why because you would guess something in the next chapter so you will just have to wait my pretties! Also, I feel bad for the short chapters so I'm going to update twice today. Short is annoying I know I'm sorry. Anyway, STORY TIME! Enjoy ;)

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(JACES POV)

//After a second or two, Mrs Mason's voice broke me out of my intense staring contest that I didn't realise I was having with Elliot's hoodie.

"Elliott, please could you take your hood down in lessons"//

My heart froze and I blinked rapidly before I registered what she had said.

'Elliott, please could you take your hood down in lessons'

Yes! That annoying son of a bitch hoodie was finally going to go!

I have no idea why I want the hoodie to go so much I just hate it. It's not even that nice. Ok, ok it is a nice hoodie but I still want to set it on fire and watch it burn while singing show tunes from the 80's.

When Elliott heard what Mrs Mason had said he stopped his squirming from my intense stare and lowered his head. I could see his small, delicate hands shaking as he placed his pen down and reached towards his zip. He gripped it in his tiny fingers and pulled it down slowly. Almost teasingly. My eyes widened as this casual action sent tingles to my little buddy. What. The. Fuck?!

He finished unzipping his black hoodie, once again revealing his bring me the horizon t-shirt.

He reached up once again but this time to his hood. It felt to me like everything was going in slow motion and I had no idea why. I hadn't even seen all of his face for gods sake! Or spoken to him for that matter! So why did he have me sweating like a fat man wrapped in cling film in a rainforest?

Then his hood fell to his back...

Holy shit. He. Is. Beautiful! No, the definition of beauty and perfection.

His skin was smooth and perfectly clear, not a single imperfection anywhere on his pale skin. His nose was small and button like. I just wanted to kiss it all day. Wait what? I didn't have time to think over what I just thought as my eyes found themselves looking at his perfectly shaped eyebrows then his lips. Wow. His lips. They were full and glowing with the most tempting rose pink colour covering them. His shining white teeth peeked out and pulled his bottom lip between them just tempting me all the more.

Finally, his eyes. They had to be the most stunning things I had ever seen. My imagination wouldn't even be able to create the concept of such beauty.

The whites of his eyes were like pure snow making the piercing blue green eyes stand out even more. Between the white and colour of his eyes I noticed a prominent black ring separating the two creating the effect of bigger eyes. His orb like eyes were mainly electric blue but had small flickers of sea green running through them in the most hypnotic way. His irises are black as night and large. It felt like I was being pulled further in the more I stared.

Long, thick lashes laced his eyes. They were almost like Andy Biersack's lashes when he has them drawn on they were that gorgeous. They framed his eyes complimenting them perfectly.

He was perfect. Even his fluffy hair wasn't effected by his hood. The black silky hair framed his face. Straightened against his cheeks with the ends of his choppy fringe the same darkish blue I remember seeing in the hallway.

Only then did I notice that the reason I could study him so well is because those sexy, hypnotic eyes... Were staring straight at me. Straight in to my own blue ones and, what felt like, into my soul.

I snapped out of it and glared at him before turning back to the front and closing my eyes again. The last thing I saw was his perfect features with a look of confusion and... Fear?

Did I put that fear there? I wonder if it was the glare I sent him. I knew what the confusion was all about and to be honest if I didn't have my head back and eyes closed I would probably have a similar expression on my face.

I could feel eyes on me and I knew they could only be his. Only those eyes could have the effect that these are having on me and I'm not even looking at them. I felt him shift a few times before he settled down and the feeling of eyes on me stopped.

After that I think I fell to sleep because the next thing I know I was being awoken by a ringing sound filling my head. I shot my head up and forced my heavy eyes open only to turn my head and meet Elliott's. They held me for a second before I glared once again, shoved my chair back, slung my bag over my shoulder and stormed out of that crappy class room.

Away from that dumb ass little emo brat!

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