Sweater Weather (Boy×Boy)

6

"Come on, Boys." Mom called as I glared at Jackson, fighting for control. I was so angry, why did he think he could control my life all of a sudden?
He couldn't, he might be my best friend but he wasn't my boss.

"In a minute!" Jackson yelled back, His eyes focused on the guy behind me. Against my ear, I heard brown eyes chuckle softly. His hot breath fanning my neck.

He was so close..

I had a sudden urge to lean back against him, to feel his arms around me. But I fought it. I was straight after all!

"Why are you still standing here? Get going, pretty boy." Jackson said sternly, his teeth gritting together as he fought to keep a straight face.

"So you think I'm pretty? Awe, I'm flattered." Brown eyes replied. The air around me was so tense. I felt like I was suffocating. Like I was drowning.
I was so angry with Jackson, but at the same time I was having a hard time being mad when Brown eyes was making my knees weak and my stomach turn.

His voice was so sexy..

"Be flattered somewhere else." Jackson held his hand out to me. "Come on Rye. Let's go find our classes." I wanted to say no, But The look Jackson was giving me caused me to keep my mouth shut. We just looked at eachother. And all this looking at eachother went on forever. Until I growled out a "mom is waiting." And pushed past Jackson, making sure my shoulder hit him hard.

"See you around, Ryan!" Brown eyes laughed, I blushed. He said my name so perfectly.  I covered my face with My sleeve, Hurrying back to my parents.

"Well son, what do you think of your new school?" Dad asked, his hand clamping down on my shoulder as I walked up. I shrugged forcing a smile. "Its nice."
I Could Feel Jackson behind me, but I barely heard as he added on to my reply, enthusiastically telling  Dad about how this school was perfect, everything we ever wanted, the best ever! I rolled my eyes. How bad at Lying could you get? Not that I had room to talk.

"Hey mom?" I whispered, so Jackson wouldn't hear. "Yes sweetie?" She turned to look at me, her hands full of papers and schedules and this and that. "I'm going to check out my classes." She smiled at me, and I had to fight to smile back.
I didn't want mom, or dad, or anybody to know how angry I really was.

I'm turning into the average teenager. Oh god.

"Okay honey! You and Jackson be care-" she began to say, but me being the polite and loving son I am interrupted. "Actually I'm going to check them out myself! Bye mom love ya!" And with that I ran away before she could stop me.

I ran as fast as I could, dodging people.
I hated Jackson. I hated him! Why did he always ruin everything!?
I kept running, finally letting my anger out as I moved my feet.

And sooner then I wanted, I ran out through the entrance and collapsed against the wall panting. My hands balled in fists.

Jackson. Always smiling, always getting in the way. Always trying to boss me around.

Who did he think he was?

I gritted my teeth, and closed my eyes tilting my head up towards the sky.
Maybe Jackson and I really did just need a break.
Yeah, I was still sticking with that.
I hated Jackson because We hung out to much. We just needed time apart.
That was it.

As I convinced myself of this, I lost track of time. I mumbled about how I didn't actually hate Jackson, and how I loved him. He was my best friend.
For a long time, but it felt like seconds in my mind.

I hadn't noticed how much time had actually passed until he was standing in front of me. His expressionless face looking at me.
Brown eyes.
Always showing up on time.

"Are you alright, love?" He thrust his hands into his sweater pockets. His eyes looked so calculating. So beautiful. So brown..

"Your eyes are so beautiful." I blurted. Again. Stupid stupid stupid! I face palmed blushing. "I Mean um what's your name?" My heart was racing. I couldn't tell if it was from anticipation or panic from blurting. But it only sped up faster when his lips turned upwards into an amused smirk.

He leaned in, slowly. His lips inches from mine as his sexy voice whispered "that's for me to know and for you to find out." I blushed deeper, glancing at his lips. They were pale pink.. and chapped. Yet they looked so inviting. I wanted them.

I leaned in closer, forgetting myself. I was going to kiss this man. Maybe then I would finally get it through my head that I was straight, And just before my lips met his Jacksons voice rang out.

"RYAN!" I jumped back, My eyes widening as I looked up at brown eyes. His seemed darker then usual, and he was staring intently at me. His arms somehow had reached up and barricaded me against the wall in the moments of me losing myself.

"RYAN!" Jackson yelled again, he sounded furious. Swallowing, I pushed brown eyes away gently and took off towards the direction of Jacksons Voice.
The scene of Brown eyes and I replaying in my head.

I was going to kiss him.

Or not.

Bad update, again. Enjoy.