Hayden POV
Wow. That was the only thought that went through my head all weekend. Wow. Ollie was undeniably amazing. It was weird though because I couldn't explain it. He just was. Being around him just put me in a better mood. How when he smiles, his left eye crinkles a little, or when he laughs his eyes just glisten, it always caught my breath. I liked the way he blushed when I openly flirted with him or how he bites his bottom lip when he is highly aroused.
God, when he was aroused. It was the sexiest thing I saw. His face would get all flushed and he'd grow all needy. His bleach blonde hair stuck to his forehead and his little whimpers had me going crazy and don't even get me started on that sexy, hairless ass.
The thing that scared me the most was I was growing to like him more than sexually. When he asked me if I just wanted him for the sex, I couldn't answer. I was afraid of my answer, because it did not fit with the reputation I created for myself. The man-whore Hayden Carmichael didn't just want a guy for sex and that was unheard of. I didn't need to have sex with Ollie to see I would want him more than that. He was overall fun to be around. My family teased me all weekend about my crush and I told them to buzz off. Although, they were not entirely wrong and that terrified me to my very core.
"Hayden, are you listening?" Brett nagged during lunch, sitting at a table in the cafeteria.
"Huh? No sorry."
"I said Drew is crazy in bed. He does this thing with his tongue that drives me wild," Brett gawked about his new boyfriend. I hadn't bothered to remind him I had sex with Drew as well. He really did like Drew and I was happy for him. Brett had always been a little romantic and he deserved this. Me telling him about Drew and I's hook up might have potentially wrecked that. I bit my lip and attempted to pay attention to him obsess over Drew. It was cute in a way, but got a little annoying. However, I didn't blame him.
I saw Ollie in a distance and my whole body perked up subconsciously. He was walking in with Mattie and Ryder on his tail, bickering about something. They had said something that made Ollie laugh, and my stomach swirled at his laughing face. God, what is happening to me? "Go talk to him," Jai nudged me.
"What?"
"You're staring at him like a stalker, you might as well go talk to him," he repeated himself.
"Okay," I said hesitantly. It was definitely a new territory for me, because I had never been afraid to talk to a guy before. Never. They sat at a table near the back of the cafeteria. He was wearing a red plaid shirt, with jeans and brown Timberlands. Man, he was attractive. An unrequested smile came onto my face as I reached the table. "Hey," I greeted him.
He turned his head to look up at me and my breath got caught in my throat. His blue eyes looked extra blue for some reason and it was almost as it his lips were plumper that day. A small smile reached his lips, "Hi."
Mattie and Ryder were too busy bickering to notice my presence, but I didn't dwell on it. I sat next to Ollie, and I'll admit I may have sat a little closer than needed. He smelled like his regular scent of vanilla and lavender. He never really smelt like weed and it was surprising how me managed to cover it up. "You look nice today," I complimented.
"Thanks," he blushed, shoving a grape into his mouth.
"Although you'd look a lot better with something else in your mouth," I smirked.
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The Coach's Son (boyxboy)
Teen FictionHayden Carmichael is what people would call a man-whore and a pro at the "hit it and quit it" method, which he is perfectly okay with. He loves being able to get any guy to sleep with him and having everyone drool over him while not being tied down...