Dreaming With My Head Held Up High.

Chapter 3.1

In a dark and eerie room filled with mops and cleaning agents. Me and Freed had been..uhmm, well. Hiding, I guess..

Dont look at me! I didnt plan for this to happen. Im telling you, Freed is my friend. NOTHING MORE.

Though, I have not the slightest idea as to why we're in this state.With Freed lying on his back, face front and me at the top. Any one who would see us now in this very, very, very awkward position would surely misunderstood to what was going on. Of course, realizing this I quickly tried to stand up. Unfortunately, I had noticed that Freeds arms are already wrapped around me, squeezing me tightly unto his flat chest. Desperately trying to get away until his voice whispered unto my ears.

"Resistance is futile, my dear..."

With a clear and seductive voice he continued to tease. '' Why don't we stay like this for a little longer?"

I had wanted to punch him. seriously, what the hell is he thinking? this idiot. does he even realize t-that I can hear it? Loud and clearly I can hear his heart throbbing wildly, I can hear it continuosly and nervously beating. 

"Pfft. What are you saying now you idiot?" I laughed softly. Realizing that he wouldnt let go of me.

"Do you really want me to do it with you, that badly?" Deviously I changed my voice's tune and made myself smirk seductively as hard as I could. With his hug gradually getting loose, I came unto him closer and closer to his face. Until our eyes met, I had kept my skin touching with him as long as I could.

Finally, we were now facing each other. With both of us breathing heavily, our lips were about 1 inch apart. I looked at him intensely, he was as red as a ripe tomato---Such innocence made me wonder if this was the real Freed, A boy possesing such beautiful face and dirty-blonde hair. I wondered if this was the same guy who easily wrapped women around his finger and was rumored to be the schools cassanova. 

and just a bit more we could be kissing this instant....

Coming back to reality, I noticed that his face blushed more and more. I could already feel the warmth in his breath. With only a few seconds, our lips would feel the sweet taste of saliva. I had intended to stop, but this was the chance of a lifetime, when the Oh' so Mighty Freed Angelique is one his knees, shaking.

I had swept away his hair with a delicate touch of my hand. Once again, I smirked at him.

" Are you nervous?" I whispered.

He did not answer. Instead he turned away his head, hoping to hide his flushed face. I could feel him resisting me.

"Freed, please look at me..."

I held unto him again, with a grin, I carefully caressed his face and said softly.

" Let's do it Freed, Please Lets..." His eyes suddenly widened, you could see how surprised he was  hearing such a thing.

''E-Exa, Y-you..?" I interrupted him Immediately.

He was excited as looked at him, It was such a sight to see Freed's eyes be filled with greed from such a simple thing...

I continued.

'' Yes Freed.."

'' lets...''

''stand up and go back to class.'' 

 ....

Silenced struck both of us.