Boy In Love

Chapter 1

I stared annoyingly out the window. Time in school was going by so slow. I glanced at the clock for the third time in the last minute. 5 minutes left. The class was silently studying, waiting for the bell to ring. Sighing, I looked back out the window. Ah, it's going to rain.

I felt a tug on the back of my shirt. I looked behind me to see Chris grinning. "You free tonight?" he asked. I shook my head. "No, I have to watch the neighbor's kids again." I told him, picking my book bag up. The bell rang signaling the end of school. I stood up putting one of the straps on my shoulder.

Chris groaned as he stood up. "You just watched them yesterday." he whined. We walked out the classroom, making our way outside. "I need the money. I need a car." I told him. He put a hand on my shoulder and gave me a thumbs up. "That's why you have me." he said. I rolled my eyes as we walked outside into the parking lot.

"You can't drive me all the time. Even you have things to do. Plus I'm the only 12th grader who doesn't have a car." I said sulking a little. Chris pouted as he unlocked the car doors. I opened the passenger side and got in. I stretched as Chris got in the car. "Vik...are you okay,man?" he asked with concern.

I looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?" I asked. He put the key into the ignition starting up the car. "I don't know I just felt like maybe something was bothering you." he told me pulling out the parking lot.

I looked out the car window feeling a blush rise on my cheeks. Lately I had been having some weird dreams. They had been bothering me because they seemed so real and every morning I was turned on. Sometimes I was scared to even fall asleep.

"It's nothing. You're just over reacting." I told him. I pulled out my phone, plugging in my ear phones. I turned on my music and looked put the window. My thoughts drifted off thinking about random things.

Like how mom hadn't been coming home lately. And when she did she usually smelled of liquor. I think it's probably because of the divorce. Dad had left us for a younger and more prettier woman. Pretty cliche if I had to say so myself. The divorce didn't really affect me since my parents didn't pay much attention to me as I grew up.

The only true friend I've had was Chris. He's been with me since childhood. Without him I don't know where my head would've been. I wasn't exactly nice to him when we first met though. But he always came back to me with that stupid grin of his. I chuckled softly remembering the old times.

High school has been pretty normal nothing major ever happens. This town is also pretty normal. The only thing that isn't normal is my head. These dreams I've been having isn't normal for a teenager. I mean a lot of people have erotic dreams every now and then. But I have them everyday. And about a man of all things.

I grimaced remembering. And it was always the same man too. Whispering dirty things into my ear as he...as he...I shuddered not wanting to think about it anymore. I took out my ear phones as we pulled up in front of my house. "Thanks for the ride." I told Chris.

"You know you don't have to thank me every time." he said. I looked at him unbuckling my seat belt. "How else am I going to show my appreciation? I mean, you don't have to drive me if you didn't want to. So I have to thank you for taking it out of your way to drive me home." I told him.

He stared at me for awhile before laughing. He put a hand on my head and ruffled my hair. "Fine, have it your way." he said, wearing that stupid grin of his. I felt my cheeks heat up as I smack his hand away. "Have a nice day." I told him feeling annoyed.

I got out the car and stopped as he called my name. I looked at him and his grin got bigger. "You're cute when you blush." he told me. My eyes widened and I quickly closed the door to his car. "S-shutup you pervert!" I yelled at him quickly walking away to my house. I didn't look back as I unlocked the door.