New Boy? (Jeamus)

Chapter 9

James's P.o.V

"Mom!! I'm leaving to the bus stop now!" I put on my backpack.

"Ok honey! I'll see you afterschool!" She said back. I walked out of the house. The bus honked the horn at me.

"I fucking coming! Hold on, hold on." I ran to get on the bus. I looked for Seamus and he's sitting next to that Latino kid. I sit 2 seats behind them so I know what they're talking about. No its not eavesdropping, its paying attention.

"Hey. Are you sure you ok with the whole James thing?"

"Like I said last night. I don't care and I don't really want to talk about it."

Seamus' s P.o.V

Ding dong

"I'll get it!" Ali says as she runs past my room and downstairs. "Hi! Did ya need something?" I go look at who she was greeting.

"Is uhh Seamus home?" Of fuck. He's here.

"Yeah, he his. Come in." Ali let Sly in. "Seamus, your buddy's here."

"No. I don't wanna." I shout out to her and close the door.

Sly knocks on the door, "Oh come on, Seamus. Let me in."

"No."

"Fine, I'll do this the hard way." Then it was complete silence. Nothing was heard then..

"Seamus?!? You kissed someone?" I hear Sly's giggle. "And its a boy?? Oh my god. Please tell me who it is!" Ali knocked on the door and squealed like a fangirl.

"Fuck you, Sly." Sly giggled again. I opened the door and pulled his shirt to let him in. "Why did you tell her? Her out of anyone, why her?"

"Just so I can be in this room." I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"I hate you so much."

"Anyways about the "one who cannot be named". Are you ok? I want you to be happy."

"I don't wanna talk about it."

James's P.o.V

I walk out of the bus and into the school. I followed Seamus to see where was he going. When he went by to open his locker I stood next to him, leaning on the lockers.

Then he turned to leave, "Hey Sea- wait Seamus!"

"Wait for what? Wait for you for an another hour or even two? Yeah. I don't think so."

He turn to leave again but I stopped by kissing him. He kissed back immediately and melted into my lips. I pushed gently onto the lockers and kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around my neck and I wrapped my arms around his waist. Just like in the bathroom, passionate and in sync.

We let go, "Mind if I take you out on a date Mr. O' Doherty?"

"It would be an honor Mr. Wilson." I smiled and pecked him on the lips.

"Great. Pick you up at 8."

Isn't make up make outs the best or what?

-RiceBunni