Chappie WARNING:
BoyxBoy, smexiness, and a bit of romance (actually, maybe a lot more than that)
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"Ugh, I hate his fucking guts." Adrian hissed, his face pink with anger. His eyes darted toward the guy who was sitting a couple of tables away from him; his blue eyes screaming murder. He'd love to see the day Matt Andrews fall from his throne.
As if the guy sensed his glare, Matt's grey eyes met his head on and the guy had the nerve to smirk at him.
Oooohhh.... he will pay!
Adrian flicked him the finger before hightailing it out of the cafeteria. Lunch will be over soon and he still had an assigment to finish. It will not do that he fail this subject. His mother is gonna butcher him and feed his entrails to the wolves.
Grimacing, Adrian walked faster until he made it to the library. Punching his card in, he made his way to the science section and perused for the book he needed. When he finally found it, he made his way to the back where there is little chance of someone disturbing him.
He was well over to the last question when he felt another presence beside him. Glancing up he came face to face with Matt f*cking Andrews. Scrunching his face in disgust, he hissed. "What do you want?"
Matt's handsome face leaned down on him and a smirk was sitting on his lips. "Where's sweet little Greg? He isn't with you?"
Adrian could barely control the anger in him and the pencil on his hand broke at the force he was clutching it. He glared at the man before him; hatred clear in his blue eyes. "F*ck you."
Matt's smirk evolved into a full-blown smile as he clutched Adrian's shirt and dragged him up. Pushing the guy to the table, Matt leaned down and whispered, "Gladly.", before crashing their lips together.
Adrian froze at the contact, his mind screaming at him to move and get away but it was a few more seconds before he could. Pushing the larger guy away from him, he only managed to tear his lips away.
"What game are you playing at, Andrews?" Adrian's voice was full of wariness as he practically spat the words. He was panting but he didn't care. His ex-bestfriend-turned-enemy could kiss his breath away and he couldn't care less; that's all Matt is gonna do to him.
Matt's thigh had found its way between his and Adrian squirmed at the awkward position. He doesn't like not being in control and his position is making him feel vulnerable. "Get off me!" He hissed a tad too loud.
'Ah, ah, ah... you want the librarian in here looking like this... Adrian?"
Narrowing his eyes at the use of his name, Adrian contemplated doing just that if not for the image of his mother making a soup out of him, so he kept his mouth shut.
At least for a few seconds he managed to glare daggers at Matt. Until, Matt leaned down again and started trailing kisses on his jaw. Adrian pushed at Matt's broad chest, alarmed at what he was doing. "What the hell, Andrews? Stop that and get off me!"
"Hmmm... "
Matt's thigh firmly lodged between Adrian's legs was slowly brushing against his front making him hard. A moan escaped his parted lips and Adrian shivered as Matt bit hard on a weak spot on his neck. Soon he found himself being kissed thoroughly and him kissing back.
When finally they parted, Adrian was breathing hard, his cheeks pinking from the rush of blood. Matt on the other hand was slightly panting, an undiscernible look on his eyes as he gazed down at Adrian.
