Nesscas Oneshot Haven

Loving Poetry

Lucas

I have had this crush on this person as of late. What's worse is that he is a friend of mine. He doesn't know about my feelings obviously. But our other friends do. They have been torturing me about it since. Ninten is the one who does it most. I entered school and Ninten nudged me. "Heyo lover boy," Ninten said.

"Fuck off Ninten," I plainly said.

"Aw, maybe I'll just go and tell him the truth," Ninten playfully walked away. I sighed and ran to him.

"Don't, I-I'm sorry," I say. He smiled and laughed.

"That's what I like to hear," he said. I rolled my eyes. "I heard Paula was going to make moves on him."

"Stop joking," I said.

"I ain't," he said with an oddly serious face. I gulped.

"When?" I asked.

"The poem competition today," he said. I decided to run off, but he knew why. I needed to make it to the room to sign up before they took it down. Once I got to the room with the clipboard in front of it I signed my name. That's when the teacher walked out. She took the sign and saw me out of breath. She patted my head, messing my hair up. I sighed in relief and walked away. I entered my first class and sat on my bed. I was too busy thinking about the poem that I didn't notice Ness walk in. He sat next to me.

"You know your cute hair is messed up," Ness taunted. He always called my hair cute. Even after saying they were only jokes he keeps on saying it.

"Yea, I know," I say. He moves next to me and puts his hand in my hair. He fixed it up, even with the ice cream swirl at the top. He then moved back to his seat. He looked in my eyes.

"Something on your mind?" he asked.

"Nothing much, just the poetry competition," Lucas said.

"You're in it?" Ness asked. I nodded. He looked away and gave a hum.

"I thought you hated speaking in front of many people," Ness said as he looked back. I just looked down at my desk. I soon felt his hand on my shoulder. I peeked to my right and saw his face. It was very close to mine. "If it helps you I'll be there for you."

"I think it will, thanks, Ness," I said. He smiled and stuck his tongue slightly out. I rolled my eyes.

"You suck," I said. He got back in his seat.

"Oh, I'll give you something to suck later," Ness said with some lewdness in his eyes.

"W-what?" I asked. He then reached in his pocket and grabbed a sucker. "Oh, yea, that's what I thought." Ness laughed. His cute laugh was, well, cute. The day went on as normal. I tried to think about the poem, and what I'd say. But I was distracted by that look in his eyes. The pure lewd and lust in his eyes was attractive. It's hard to explain why I have a crush on him, but I'm hoping the poem will show him, and everyone, who he was to me. It was finally time for the competition.

I walked to the collection center. It's the auditorium, a weird, but memorable name. I sat in one of the chairs and tried again to think, but still nothing. I angrily sighed as Ness sat next to me. "Heyo," he said.

"What are you doing here so early?" I asked.

"I'm partaking in the competition," Ness said.

"Since when?" I asked.

"Since it was introduced, I told you that already."

"You did?"

"Yea, we were literally in the same bed with each other when I did, how do you now know?"