Late For French - (Fransykes)

Chapter 18

A/N: Hey my lovelies, WHO'S HEARD BMTH'S NEW SONG MANTRA?! Our boys are back and better than ever!! Can't wait to hear new music from them in the future :)

Again the French in this chapter is from google translate so if it's wrong again blame them not me xD Oh and it's been awhile since I last wrote smut so I apologies if it's awful lol

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Oliver's POV

Monday morning was finally upon us and I have been waiting for this day all weekend. I couldn't wait to find out what sort of punishment Mr Franceschi had in store for me after my daring dirty pictures I sent of myself.

Lynn and I stood against the lockers of the language department waiting for class to start. We were a few minutes early and Mr Franceschi hadn't arrived to open up the class room door yet, which I thought was very unlike him.

He's usually already inside the class room with today's lesson already set up for us because he was sort of a control freak like that. Maybe he got stuck in traffic or was in the teacher's staff room instead.

"Hey guys," Jordan said as he approached us.

Jordan's Spanish class with Mr Fuentes was only two doors down from ours and also had Spanish first thing on a Monday morning when we had French too.

"Had a good weekend?" He asked Lynn and I.

"It was alright, I guess." I answered boredly with a shrug. I couldn't exactly tell him the truth about my weekend even though I really wanted to.

Lynn however, didn't so much as bat an eyelid towards him. She just stood there awkwardly looking everywhere but Jordan. She was basically pretending as if Jordan's entire existence didn't exist and I couldn't believe what I was witnessing right now.

She can't still be freaking out over me telling her about Jordan's crush, surely? That was two days ago I thought she would have gotten over it by now.

I glance at her when she doesn't reply to him but she then decides to ignore me too and shockingly, she walks away from the two of us and heads straight towards the French class room when Mr Franceschi appears.

I stood with my mouth wide open in shock as if she just did that.

"Is she alright?" Jordan asks worriedly, his eyes following on after her.

"Erm, I may have told her that you like her?" I confess sheepishly scratching the back of my head as I watch Jordan's eyes grow wide.

"You what?! Oli you promised you wouldn't say anything!" his cheeks a flush pink and an annoyed expression falling over his once calm features.

"It was an accident," I shrug in my defence. "Well, at least it's now out in the open and you don't have to hide your feelings anymore."

"She can't even look at me!" He snaps startling me.

"She's probably just shy-"

"She doesn't feel the same, oh god, what am I gonna do? I feel like an idiot." He runs his hand through his hair stressfully.

"Mate, calm down. It'll be okay, she's probably just coming to terms with the idea that's all. We've been friends for years, you know what she's like."