His Cry for Help

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AN//^^Kinda sorta what Will looks like...^^

Will's last class dragged on, and he spent the entire time admiring Adrian. His blond curls was a perpetual bed head, not that he minds the cute messiness to it. Plus, it drew Will's eyes like a moth to a flame. Usually it was Adrian's brown eyes that captivated him, but since Will sat behind him in AP Lit, he had to get by with his hair. Not that he minded. Adrian, being his perfect self, was too focused on what the teacher was talking about, even though rhetorical devices are boring. 

Someone nudges Will out of his trance and he finds a kid named Trent staring at him and he blushes deeply when Trent smirks. Trent was the school's star quarterback, and now Will had been caught staring, and not only at another guy, but at Adrian.. What was Trent going to do? Trent snickers at Will's panic and hands him a note. Will raises his eyebrows, and almost smiles. What, were they fifth graders again? Despite the childish nature of it, he opens the little note and instantly pales when he read it. "I won't tell anyone about ur little crush if u give me a bj after school. I'll be behind the football bleachers"  Will's head snaps up and he stares at the man. H-how did he know...?

The man smirks and gives a look, telling Will to tell him his answer. Will almost tears up as he nods slowly. God, he liked keeping his whoring, you know, at the whore house. How did the guy even find out about his night job? Was he a customer that he never noticed? Or did he have no idea and just wants a bj from a the 'desperate' gay guy. Yeah...let's go with that one. Will turns to look towards the front of the class and catches Adrian's gaze. As soon as their gazes meets, some emotion like sympathy and one Will couldn't recognize, flashes in Adrian's eyes. Aidan turns back to the board before Will could study him anymore. Why did his gaze look so sympathetic? What was that other emotion? 

The bell rings, and this time, the bell was unwelcome. Trent smacks Will's back and jerks his head towards the door to let him know he'll be waiting, and by the looks of his sneer, he wasn't going to be waiting patiently. When Trent leaves, Will feels his body tighten with hesitation. He grabs his bag and throws it over his less scarred shoulder. As Will was about to leave the classroom, he felt eyes on him. Will stiffens and looks behind him to see Adrian looking at him with a sort of concentration, a small frown clouding his face. Why that sympathy again?! Will didn't know why but he smiles slightly to calm Adrian down. Adrian, in response, tilts his head slightly and a small smile plays at his lips as he watches Will. 

With one last look at Adrian, he walks out and heads towards the football field, hiding his face as he gets behind the bleachers. Trent was leaning against a pole and at the sight of Will, he smirks and straightens up. Will pales slightly and puts his backpack down, before he submissively went on his knees like he did when he was working. Trent chuckles and zips down his flyer, walking towards to Will. "You're such a little slut aren't you?" he purrs crudely as he pulls his pants down. Will slowly finds his vision blurring with tears. As he heard Trent moving closer and about to force something he didn't want in his mouth, a cough made both of them jump. 

Adrian. The angel. Well, the sun was glowing off his hair like one anyways. He was leaning coolly against a pole with his phone out, recording this. Once he had both of their attention, he stops recording and straightens up, a small smirk playing at his lips. "I thought something was up. Trent, leave Will alone, unless you want me to send this video all over the school's Tumblr. Imagine how people will react when they find out their star football quarterback is getting blowjobs from the school's gay?" He purrs with an evil smirk, but despite the coolness and nonchalant in his voice, Will didn't miss the anger burning deep in the fires of his brown eyes. For some reason, that anger made him feel slightly happy. Someone was angry that Will was being used... Trent pales and quickly pushes his dick back into his pants, and zips his jeans up. "Don't you say a fucking word Adrian." he growls like he still had say of his fate. With a slightly frightened glance at Adrian, he walks away to the football lockers. 

Will lets out a relieved sigh and let his knees buckle under him, making his butt crash to the ground. Will wipes his stinging eyes as he tried to get a restraint over his emotions again. He was a good whore. He never cried like he was about to now when being fucked, no matter how violent. But that was only because he distanced himself from his life when a whore and his real life. When he can't feel while being hurt and fucked, he can't be scarred emotionally. Well, that's the theory anyways. 

When he finally had a little of control over his emotions, he looks up at Adrian, who he found was watching him still. "T-thank you...you didn't have to help..." he whispers out and smiles, or tries to. Adrian slightly winces on how much of an emotional wreck Will was at the moment. Sure, it seems like no big deal that he was about to give someone a blowjob, especially when it's his job to do it, but his nerves are bursting. What if Trent knew his job? What if Trent told anyone about Adrian saving him? That would only put him into a position to be bullied. W-wait what if Adrian sends that video and says it was Will who offered Trent a blowjob and-

As Will had a mini panic attack, Adrian watched him. Will felt a gentle hand grab his shoulder to pull him out of his thoughts, causing him to jump slightly and his eyes snap up to Adrian. He was smiling so kindly it was almost scary. "Will, don't freak out okay? I will protect you from whatever Trent is planning on doing." he says calmly, like protecting the school fag was a normal thing to do. Will's eyes widen and he slightly smiles, realizing this was the first time Adrian actually talked to him. "No I was just w-worried they'd hurt you.." Will whispers and was rewarded with a bright smile from Adrian. Will felt his ears heat up as butterflies flew in his stomach. "I always knew you'd be sweet." He purrs gently, and offers his hand to pull Will up, and he happily took it. Adrian brushed Will off and smiles gently as Will blushes. He finally pulls away from Will and nods towards the street that leads out of the school "I'll walk you home so no fuckers hurt you." Will bites his lip to keep from crying out in shock. Why was Adrian all of a sudden being so kind to him...

Adrian takes Will's backpack and slowly leads them out of the school. Will felt himself growing more and more red as the awkward silence continued. Adrian watches the people around them as he walks Will to the gates. "Where is your house?" Adrian purrs gently and Will points down the road. "Just down there and to the right. I can walk the rest, thank you though." Will smiles gently and takes his bag from Adrian's hands. This has been an...interesting day, and he was feeling a very strong desire to cut, the rude awakening of how much of a slut he really was could only be numbed with a razor. Adrian seemed to notice a slight change in his mood and bites his lip gently before nodding. "Okay, but can I have your phone number?" he says gently, as if speaking to a child. 

Will felt his heart jump into his throat and he smiles shyly, nodding. Adrian was asking him for his phone number. He didn't know if he could handle this dream. He takes out his phone and hands it to him, watching his eyes flicker with something like happiness, which didn't help Will's heart at all. Adrian put his number in and smiles. "Text me tonight please?" he says gently and Will nods slowly. Adrian waves gently and walks the opposite direction of Will's house. Will watches the blond, curly haired boy as he walked away, before turning around and sighs gently. Will heads for his house, planning his night out.