The Quarterback & Me [BXB]

Chapter 12 - Boyfriend

Callum's P.O.V

Rage fulled through my blood, the cravings of revenge nibbling at my brain. The date had been a success, I got him exactly where I wanted. Pinned against the wall, was how I had imagined the date going, but I never imagined that I would be in the position that the tables had been turned, Nathan pinning me against the wall and giving me a blow job until I was at my wit's end, only to then pull away.

His teasing had me riled all night, the words he spoke before strutting off being true. My hands didn't do it when I got back, the memory being replaced with how his lips felt around my dick, eager to get them to wrap around them once again. Nathan, the guy who seems slightly shy, especially when it comes to me, can have streaks of confidence that I love to see. He takes control, clearly being driven by his repressed desires rather than his sense of rationality. 

I knew that once that streak of confidence had sucked back into the deep depths of his soul that he would not really have the confidence to perform public displays of affection with somebody that he had no relationship status to. Therefore, I had made it my mission to make him my boyfriend. Although we didn't get to know much about each other on the date I know my desire towards him isn't just that. I have a strong emotional, affectional connection to him that I know is more than friends feel for one another. My lust for him may be strong, but he makes my stomach churn with the feeling of butterflies fluttering in them, despite how cliche that may be. An advantage of him being my boyfriend though will be that I can ravish him at any time I want, with his consent though of course.

I had to master a plan though, the perfect way to ask him out without alerting him to any intentions that I have of asking him to become my boyfriend. It may be a difficult task, but seeing as we rarely have any periods together it shouldn't be a problem keeping him off my tail.

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My hand scribbles across the piece of paper, writing a list of bullet points of the many options that I have to ask Nathan out. My attention, unsurprisingly, is once again strayed away from class and on Nathan, the guy that has mainly been the centre of all of my thoughts recently. I pull away from the paper, glancing at the endless list, my eyes raking through them but being disappointed by what I have come up with. None of them seems to be perfect enough to ask Nathan out.

"Whatcha doing?" My friend leans over my shoulder, a jump stifling my body. I clutch my chest, involuntarily, as my reflex to her almost giving me a complete heart attack.

"I'm trying to come up with a plan to ask out Nathan, but it isn't getting anywhere." My hands screw up the piece of paper, with all of my ideas on, to show my frustration. For once I'm thankful I'm at the end of the row of desks so that my shot is clean and goes straight in when I throw the piece of paper straight into the trash. That's what my ideas are. They are all garbage.

"Need help?" She asks, the timing off the class seeming to be perfect. The teacher had given us a task of a project to work with a partner, so now we have an excuse to talk to each other without getting noticed for not paying attention, not that I would care anyway. I have a reputation as a bad boy for a reason.

"Yes please." I sigh, my shoulders slumping to admit my defeat. A laugh escapes her lips, her smile clearly showing that she is finding amusement in my evident struggle. "You know," she pauses to create a more dramatic effect, something I have learned to be typical of her across the years that we have been friends. "I have never seen you so worked up over asking somebody out, you used to do it with girls all the time."

I roll my eyes at her remark, my brain questioning how she can't see that what I clearly feel towards Nathan is different than all those other girls, he isn't like one of them and I have no intention to treat him as though he is.

"That's cause I like him like I really  like him." She nods her head in understanding, formulating a plan to ask Nathan out, in addition to actually sorting out what we are going to do for our project, something that even surprises me.

On the sound of the bell, to signal the end of class, I rush to my feet, sprinting out of the room as fast as my legs can take me, getting a few odd glances on the way. I shove everyone out of my way, heading directly towards Nathan's locker.

He gulps when he sees me coming, the intent look on my face probably making him wonder if I am here to seek my revenge after the little stunt that he pulled on our date, but that will come in all due time.

"Nathan." My voice comes out loud, making him shrink more in his collar, clearly nervous. I notice the glares, and suck myself into space next to his locker, lowering my voice to a more hush tone.

"I like you, a lot." A smile etches on his lips. The familiar glint of the streak of confidence etches over his eyes. "I like you." He whispers, coming closer to me. His hand cups my cheek, his lips lowering to mine and giving me the faint whisper of a kiss, full of tenderness and sense of adoration. I feel myself smiling against his lips, my sense of adoration reminiscing in the tender kiss that I try and precipitate. "I like you too," I smile, the lasting feeling of his lips making my lips feel numb of feeling, desperate for his to meet my own once again to regain a sense of touch. Now isn't the time to be all sappy though, it's time for business.

"Well now that that's agreed on I move our status from appending to confirmed, we're now boyfriends." I smirk, walking away from him without any explanation, hearing him yell 'You didn't even ask properly, but fine I'll be your boyfriend', providing me with all the satisfaction I need. Turns out her plan worked after all, always leave them wanting more and sometimes you just have to take what you want, rather than ask, and in this case that was Nathan. The guy who I can say is officially my boyfriend.