Denying You [BoyxBoy]

Chapter Three

"Are you fucking Serious?" Ryan growled out, slamming the door shut behind him.

Okej, my first plan to ran out the door was no longer an option. I glanced at the window, planing a plan B.

"You know what." Ryan groaned and threw his head back, sighing heavily. After a while of just standing quiet and scared on the other side of the room like an idiot, he finally broke the silence.

"I have been a jerk to you." He said and took me of guard, I almost clapped my hands in surprise. Did he really try to apologize?

"A jerk? You have been a fucking douchebag, you douchebag!" I stated and crossed my arms, flinching from the stomach pain I still owned.

"Don't try your luck redshirt!" Ryan warned and pointed at me.

I knew I shouldn't, but why the fuck would I listen to him? Thanks to him, I will have these bruises for days, maybe even weeks, but I didn't say anything else. Couldn't he just get bored and leave, so I could go to the information.

I could either just pass him, go out the door and he would let me. Or he could punch me again for getting close.

"Like I said, I have been an jerk and I want to fix it." He said and I laughed, which made him glare at me.

"You really think you can "fix" this?" I faked smiled at him pointing at my bruised face.

"No." Ryan answered and sighed.

"But I could invite you to the friday party." He added and smirked, like I had already agreed.

"Party? Today?" I asked and Ryan slowly nodded.

"You need to have an invitation, and I can get you one." He said and I wanted to decline his offer, but I could get friends on that party.

"So, If I would say yes, where is this party specifically?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"It's here on the third floor, in the social room." He said and sat down on the black office chair. I could easily run to the door by now, but instead I stayed to consider his offer. I know I can't trust him, hell I can't trust anybody. But I could use this opportunity to actually get friends, good status and be normal.

"Fine." I agreed at last. "But that doesn't mean you're forgiven." I added. I will probably never forgive him. What he did to me, is just wrong in so many levels. And there is no chance a guy like him would apologize to someone like me.

"But, they told me parties were not allowed on campus?" I couldn't stop myself from asking.

"The party begins after 9:00 PM and all the teachers head home around 7:00 PM, and the "guard students" are my friends and will also be there."

"Um, okey. I'm still going to change room though." I said and headed for the door. I didn't care if he suddenly acted nice now. There is no way in hell i'm going to sleep under the same roof as him. Who knows when he will suddenly have the urge to kill me again.

I went down to the Information and asked them for a new room. And like I had feared there were no more rooms. They said I could exchange with someone else. But who could I ask?

I sighed in defeat and decided to look around in the corridor, trying to map everything in my head. I saw a lot of students walking, talking or just hanging around. Then I saw two guys walking towards me, obviously just passing me. But when they got closer I noticed that they were holding hands. When they had passed me, I looked back at them. They were smiling at each other and somehow, I felt jealous. But that's weird, because I'm not gay.