Falling For A Hot Nerd

Three | Lockers

Dylan's View

I shake my head as I watch Charlie throw the note I stuck on her locker in one of the trash bins along the hall. I let out a wailer, kicking the wall in annoyance.

It is been a week of attempting to get Charlie, and I swear she plays hard to get like hell. Well, she's a real tough cookie. And I've done a bunch of things, and every fucking time, I got rejected.

Oh, and you know what? This is funny because every time my friends see me, they'd start laughing and tease me because of it. Yeah, I know, fuckin' dicks.

But I won't stop. No one rejects me and gets away with it. She'll pay for embarrassing me.

I enter my biology class, and knowing that Charlie is in this class, I sit on her side, watching her take down notes.

She's pretty cute. Her cheeks blush naturally, and her hair falls really well on her back. Her body isn't that bad either. She's actually fit. And she's got pink lips.

God, I wanna crushed my lips on those, they look delicious as hell.

She turns to look at me with a deadpan, and I quit leaning my head over my hand and look straight at her. She lifts up her notebook that has the word pervert that she wrote down on it.

"Oh, you know."

"Yeah, and please quit looking at me. You're distracting."

I smirk and I lean closer to her.

"How am I distracting? You can just ignore me like you always do, right?"

She narrows her eyes, thinking that I made sense. I grin and pull my chair close to her, and lean even closer, putting my arms between her. I am centimeters away from her, but she didn't even flinch.

"You know, I cannot blame you. I'm a distraction indeed, maybe because I'm hot as fuck."

She cringes and pushes me off my shoulders using her pen, looking at me disinterested.

"What do you want, Dylan?"

"I want you to mine."

"Cut the crap, I know you only want me in your bed. And I swear, there's no way in hell that's gonna happened."

"Fine, I do want you in my bed. And I also wanna kiss you right now because hell, your lips are driving me crazy."

She blinked a few times, turning pink suddenly. I smirk, taking my chance to go further. I lean closer to her, so close I can feel her breath. I look at her kissable lips, and then her, lean in but before I can reach her lips, the bell rings.

I look up, noticing people fix chairs and Mrs. Patterson gets inside the room. I let out a sigh, and I look back at her with a grin.

"You're lucky, you got save by the bell."

I said, finally getting back to my table. I look at Charlie as she sits properly, still blushing I smirk, finding it amusing.

But I really wanna kiss her though. Those lips are making me insane. If that bell didn't get in my way, I'd know what those lips taste like by now. If only I got my chance.

Charlie's View

Mathew slammed me towards the lockers as he licks my neck and bites me up to my jaw. I cupped his face and I crushed my lips against his and open my mouth to let him enter.

Mathew and I met like 2 years ago in a tune-up game. He's good-looking, smart, and yes, I like him for a long time.

I gasp out of the air when he gets back on kissing my collarbone, and he let out a short moan, me slightly pulling his hair.

"Your so hot, Charlie."

He said between kisses, making me grin. And he continues what his doing.

Sure this is fun. But it sometimes hunts me. I mean, what's between us? Are we just gonna stay like this? Hell no, I can't! I need assurance.

I stop him when I felt him lift my leg on his waist and I push him lightly. He frowns but still manages to lean in to kiss me again but I push him. He looks at me with confusion and I softly smile at him.

"What's wrong?"

I play with his collar as I gather back air in my lungs. I bit my lip and I look up at him.

"Matt, we've been doing this for a while. Sure it's fun, but I don't know what's between us."

"Wait, what do you mean? Don't you like this?"

He looks at our position and then back to my eyes. I frown and I get off his hold, walking on his front.

"Well, yeah. But I don't wanna stay confused. I mean we shouldn't be doing this unless we're together."

I said jokingly making it less awkward. He looks at me for a second, and he suddenly starts chuckling. I frown as I watch him laugh.

"What's funny?"

"You are."

"What?"

He tries to stop chuckling, managing to clear his throat and placing his hands over my shoulders.

"Baby, I don't see you as my girlfriend or what. You're just a friend who I can make out with when I'm bored."

"But I thought-"

"Thought what? That I'd like you? Pfft, you are seriously funny. "

I bit my lip, my tears starting to gather in the corner of my eyes, I try hard to stop it.

No Charlie, don't even dare to let a tear slide down!

He grabs his bag puts it on his shoulders, then looks at me again, from my head to toe then shakes his head. I bit my lower lip harder, as I stare at him, convincing myself that I am an indeed idiot for letting myself like this to him.

"Well, I guess this is through. I had a great time, Charlie. Not."

He said and he left the room. I let out a huge sigh of disappointment the moment he steps out of the room. My tears are falling my checks fast as they could. It's like it is stabbing my heart countless times. This is bullshit.

I heard a loud thud on my back, making me look, and then I saw Dylan trip in front of me. Right on the floor, he looks at me with an antsy smile.

"Hi, Charlie."