Smile (Gay one shots)

Don't Follow Me, You'll End Up In My Arms

Was gonna have 2 smuts but I got bored of this one.

I sat down at a random table, by myself. The cafeteria wasn't any different from what it had been all year. Loud, crowded, and particularly warmer than the rest of the school. It was the end of the day and most people were waiting for their busses to arrive. I glanced around at the different groups of people at the other tables. I don't fuck around. If a guy so much as looks at me the wrong way they get their ass beat. All the girls in the school wish they could spend one single night in my room, none of them even slightly more interesting than your basic popular school sluts. I couldn't care less about anybody here.

I sat in silence, dumping my tray when I finished. As I was making my way out of the loud crowded cafeteria I caught something out of the corner of my eye. I glanced over at the three figures, standing around something or someone. I took a few steps closer and upon closer inspection came to the conclusion that somebody was being trapped in. This was a common occurrence here, gets on my fucking nerves.

I cleared my throat loudly, shoving my hands into my pockets as I watched the three glance behind themselves at the sudden disturbance. They looked at me, analyzing my facial expression to no appeal. They nodded and shuffled away uncomfortably. I wouldn't quite call myself a threatening guy, but other people seem to think otherwise. I'm a 6'2 fit guy, my hair is short on the sides and back, but is pulled back in a bun on top, my eyes are unsettlingly dark, and I tend to dress in a particularly dark looming manner.

As the group cleared out of the cafeteria I got a clear look at the girl who had been trapped in. She was concerningly skinny, had light blonde hair that ran past her waist, she wore a camo hoodie and some ripped jeans. I knew her. Abbigail Havens. A dark minded girl with particularly advanced art skills. She doesn't put up with peoples shit either but I wouldn't quite say we get along properly. "Uh. Hi Donavan." She muttered.

I nodded at her and slipped away into the nearly barren hallway. With every step I was taking things seemed to be getting quieter and quieter. As I entered the senior hall wing, it became unsettling. I was being watched. It hit me in an instant as the lights buzzed out. I glanced around the locked up hall. Each door was closed and the small central window covered. A strong uneasiness filled my mind. I felt alone. Completely isolated.

I stopped walking and just listened. The silence of the area around me. Not a single soul to be seen anywhere. A nearly pitch black hallway, and only me and the sound of the distant rain.

I glanced around me as a dark feeling washed over me. I felt like I was being watched. I turned around to see a short boy. Gavin Reeds. The sweetest little guy. He's pretty short, blonde hair and freckles. His eyes are piercing blue and he usually wears baggy hoodies and short shorts.

He's the only one I wouldn't ever lay a hand on. He's kind to everybody. He's shy to me but not anybody else and I seem to always catch him looking my way. Maybe he's scared of me.

"Uh. Hey." I mumbled. Nodding at him. He smiled sweetly and stepped off into one of the classrooms.

I went to my locker and got out my earbuds. I plugged them in as I went into one of the old out of use classrooms. I went through my playlist, finally deciding that it was best to just put it on shuffle. Earfquake by Tyler The Creator came on.

I stared at the window as I slowly made my way over to it. It was dark and rainy. Wouldn't want to walk home but I knew I wouldn't have much of a choice.

I heard the door open and Gavin slipped in as I turned my head to see who it was. I nodded at him as a form of acknowledgement. He made his way through the messy room over to me.