S.H.I.T

Duck tape

Koli

The smile on my face is true as I look in the mirror. I'm aware I'm a boy but fuck the gender rules, right? I like my body and I wouldn't change it for other people.

People tell me that I shouldn't dress like this but that's their opinion. Mine is that I should dress anyway I want. This is my body not theirs. They can judge me and have opinions but they shouldn't get offended that I'm not offended.

The cute crop top that I'm wearing is baggy and hangs off my shoulder half the time. I fix it so its even on both sides. The white shirt has pastel pink words on the front that. 'Fuck you' it says and I can't help but feel confident in it.

My skirt is mid thigh length and it's the same pastel blue as the words on my shirt. It's high waisted but you still can see my pale stomach. I can't see my underwear in the mirror, duh it's under my skirt, but it's a part of the outfit. Pastel blue panties that are super cute. They are the kind that are like the girl vision of boxers but they are very cute.

They make my ass look good if I can say so myself. My white thigh high socks hug my legs and stop a few inches below my skirt to show off my flawless skin. I know I sound too confident but that's something that I like about myself.

My light blue converse matches perfectly and I love how everything looks clean and pristine. I do a little twirl looking in my mirror loving how I look and feel. "Kells!" I hear my friends all call at once.

I live with three other boys who are my high school friends. I graduated a few months ago and have been living here for about a year. Casually I skip out my pastel room to my group of friends.

They all have evil smirks. "See.. he's perfect," Mike says. Vic and Tony nod agreeing.

"W-what?" I say stepping back. They are always playing tricks on me. Mike's holding ducktape making me feel nervous.

"How much do you weigh?" Tony ask and I don't like where this is leading.

(Kellin is shorter and naturally skinnier than irl kellin dont worry he has no eating disorder)

"135?" I say and they grab me with smiles.

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"Guysss I'm scared," I whine looking them who all have smirks on their faces.

Jaime walks in and looks at me and starts laughing. "The guys are here and Oh my god, why is he taped to the ceiling?" Jamie says and I pout.

I feel like I'm going to fall. My wrist, chest, hips, and ankles have duck tape on them holding me to the ceiling. "My skirt is trying to expose me idiots, tape it down or get me down," I say feeling embarrassed.

Theres a crash outside and they all look at the door. "Shit, I think Austin and Luke are fighting," jamie says and they all rush out leaving me.

"Stooop, come back!" I say and a guy who was passing by the room when they ran out looks in the room confused. He looks at me and laughs a little.

They guy is tall and very hot. Like, is he real? Do guys this hot exist. I feel my cheeks heat up. "Can you get me down? My idiots- I mean friends, did this without my consent," I pout and he walks over and gets right under me and looks at my face.

"Guys are so mean to pretty girls, I swear," he chuckles and my heart melts at his voice. He has a British accent and he sounds so cool. If a voice can be hot then his voice is HOT.

Oh, wait..

He thinks I'm a girl. I do have makeup on and my shoulder length black hair is curly. More than usual, that is. I'm pretty feminine, wide hips and a nice ass but I don't have boobs and I do have a dick.

I'm slightly scared because I'm not a fan of heights and if I fall I'm going to get hurt. "They are just picking on me because I'm the cutest and smallest living here," I say the truth and he smiles and fuck. He's just so hot.

He's wearing a black hoodie that has lighter brownish tan splotches on it with a white heart shaped scull on the front. He has all these tattoos and his hair is messy but it fits his style.

"I'll get you down, love. Don't worry," he says and moves the coffee table that they used to stand on to put me up here with. He stands up on it and he's really tall, he's face is really close to my own.

He takes a pocket knife out and looks at my body a little. From the view he has I don't think he can see up my skirt. "My names Kellin, and sorry for the weird first impression. I'm not usually hanging around like this," I giggle as he frees my wrists.

My first action when my arms are free is hold on to something so I don't fall. When I wrap my arms around his shoulders he chuckles.

"I'm going to fall if you untape more," I say feeling scared.

"Nonsense love, I have an idea," he says undoing my ankles make it awkward for my legs. Where do they go?

"Okay so you know how shrek holds fiona? That's how I we are going to go 'bout this," he says and I nod moving my arms so when I fall I'll be on his sholder.

He undoes my hips and my skirt goes with gravity and my face goes red. I gasp loudly. "Oops," he says and grabs the back my knees so I'm halfway on him. It's just my chest that it attracted to the ceiling.

He undoes that and I fall about 5 inches other him. I gasp and immediately try to shove my skirt over my ass. He chuckles and gets off the table and let's me slide off of him making my skirt go up again.

He looks me up in down as I hold my skirt down feeling embarrassed. "Thank you, Oli," I mumble and he smiles nodding a little.

He bites his bottom lip. Oh god, he's so hot.

"I think I assumed.. what's your pronouns?" He says and I smile but feel even more embarrassed. He must have seen up my skirt if he now knows I'm not a girl now.

"I'm a boy," I say nervously and he smirks and checks me out again. I feel shy under his gaze.

"Well kellin, you're a reay cute boy," he says and I smile. My heart flutters and he looks me over yet again. I like his eyes on me...

His phone rings and he answers it keeping eye contact with me. "Yeah, if it's that important," he says and says bye to the phone and hangs up.

"I have to go pick up my sisters kid from daycare," he says and grabs a marker from his pocket.

He grabs my hand and looks at my wrist holding the marker. "Damn, your skin is flawless, how about you go grab your phone so I can put my number in it," he says putting the marker away.

He was about to wright his number on my arm but didn't want to put black ink on me? That's so thoughtful. I wouldn't have minded but is still nice. He didn't let go of my hand yet so I hold his hand and lead him to my room.

When we are in my room he looks at my room with an amused look. I grab my phone and give it to him. The hello kitty cover makes him chuckle. He adds his number and sends a calls himself and then gives it back to me.

"You're room is almost as cute as you," he says with a wink. I blush and he goes to the doorway.

"Text me, sweetie," he says and a smile forms on my blushing face. He walks out and I gush at what just happened. Once I'm sure he's far enough I squeal and throw myself on my bed.

I have his number!

Yayy I think it's cute enough, what did you think??

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