Teacher X School Student - Fransykes
Oliver Sykes, a sixteen year old trouble maker whose school grades goes from F's to A's in a matter of months. Now the underachiever's is the one with best grades, just coincidence? Or is it something to do...
A/N: Hi lovelies, it's been awhile but it's back bigger and longer than ever. Long chapters are just my thing, I guess you all discovered that by now so enjoy the long awaiting fluff I have surprisingly given you lol Also big thank you to AllTimeSyko for sharing cute little ideas with me for this chapter 💕
If you haven't already read my new Fransykes story, 'Blessed With A Curse' please go give it a read, especially if you're a Harry Potter fan 💛✨
And picture of Josh below is an idea of his date outfit in this chapter 😍🔥
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Oliver's POV
Meet him at six he said. So here I was at 5:50 sitting on a brick wall two streets away from my house waiting for my hot boyfriend to take me on our very first date.
I was nervous, I mean, I shouldn't be right, it was just Josh who I see every day at school but tonight I was a bundle of nerves. It was most probably because I've never really been on a real date before and I didn't really know what to expect or wear for that matter. He didn't say where we were going so I just kept it casual and went with some black ripped skinny jeans and a grey hoodie.
My stomach twisted into knots as nerves ate away at my confidence. When we were at school I enjoyed being rebellious with Josh. It was thrilling sneaking around during school hours and having the feeling of being his dirty little secret but a date however, was way out of my comfort zone.
Now this was real, serious even. A time where we will be getting to know each other on a more personal level, and that's when the nerves really sink in. What if he doesn't like me for, like, me? I put on a big front at school and I act like I'm super confident most of the time but what if he doesn't see me past the sex and he doesn't find me interesting at all? That feeling was daunting and it made me feel sick to my stomach.
I really like him. I have for awhile now and I was forever hoping he feels the same but most importantly, I just hope tonight goes well and I don't fuck anything up.
I played with the cuffs of my hoodie, pulling them over my hands as I waited for Josh to arrive. As usual we were meeting in secret avoiding the eyes of my overbearing mother and the nosey neighbours on my street who like to gossip.
School has been rather tense lately and I suppose Josh sense that we both needed a break from it and suggested a date. All I wanted to do was kiss him. I haven't kissed him since after school yesterday and I've been craving to taste his lips all day today. Why couldn't he just invite me back to his place so we could be alone there and release the tension building up inside of us? Now that sounds like a good date to me.
I glance down at my phone once I felt it vibrate in my hand and saw it was six on the dot as well as receiving a text from Josh.
