DJ/EDM Oneshots [DISCONTINUED]

Liar (Deadmau5 x Skrillex)

Play the song whenever you like. I thought it was a good song.

(Sonny's POV)

   I've never been popular, I'll admit. High school is absolutely horrible and I hate every single day of it. Everyone makes fun of me because I'm alone and I'm emo. If they understand, I don't see them laughing at me. But I've always had a huge crush on one of the popular guys, he's an asshole and a jerk but I love him so much. . . His name is Joel, Joel Zimmerman, he hates everybody and everybody hates him yet he's super popular. He teases and bullies me periodically, like he'll lock me inside lockers and leave me there, no one comes to unlock me out so I'll stay there for hours on end, he shoves me out of the way, he teases me about my height so he'll hold any of belongings up high so I can't reach them. He also calls emo and a faggot, he makes my life worse but I still have a crush on him. 

(Joel's POV)

   Yeah, I'm an asshole, but I have to be one. Back in elementary and middle school, I was at the bottom of the chain, people would bully me and I only wished there was someone who was even lower than me to take the beating. Then Sonny Moore was transferred here in 8th grade, then I was relieved. Everyone began bullying him, I started too, just so I could fit in. But something about him made me feel bad every minute I made his life hell, I had a crush on him. He looked so cute and he was so innocent and I'm sure he just wanted to fit in like me, but my selfish ass wanted to fit in as well so I made him the laughing and beating stock. I don't want to hurt him, I really just want to love him, no matter how much of an asshole I am.

(Sonny's POV)

   As I walked down the hall, I saw Joel and his friends walking opposite of my direction. I blushed at the sight of him, but I knew he was going to shove into the lockers. And I was right. He looked at me and laughed before pushing me into the locker. I watched as he walked with his friend group. I was immensely falling more in love with him, he literally pushed and probably hurt me and I find that attracting? 

   I ignored it and walked to my class. I shared this class with him. I always catch him staring at me, it always gives me butterflies in my chest. Sometimes during class (by that, I mean most) I fantasize about him holding me, kissing me, touching me. . . But I'll never be with him, it's senior year and I might never see him after this year. So, I'll keep fantasizing. . .

   Class was over and as usual, I was teased and shoved around. As I was walking down the hall, I saw Joel and his friend group again, but they weren't about to shove me or call me names, they were talking while looking at me. They're probably talking shit about me so I just ignored them. I headed to my next class, I still dreamed of Joel loving me through the night, even if it doesn't happen. 

   My next class was gym, which I dreaded. On my way there, I was shoved into the restroom. I turned around to see Joel, he was locking the door. Evidently, I was freaked out but at the same time, attracted. He approached me so instinctively I backed into a wall. His arms blocked both my sides, I was blushing strongly, I could feel his breath against my face, which was turning me on strangely.

"Listen, Sonny, if you tell anyone about anything I'm gonna do to you, I will kill you. . ." He threatened. I braced myself for a punch or kick, but instead, he gently kissed me. 

   My eyes widened but eventually relaxed. He held my hips tightly. He got more in depth with the kiss, a foreign feeling of excitement coursed through my body. It's a feeling I never thought existed. He lifted my leg to get closer to my body, I wrapped my arms around his neck. He began to kiss my neck passionately, I moaned for the first time in my life, it felt releasing but I needed more pleasure to release.

   He messed with the hem of pants as he tried to pull them down. He stripped me from the waist down. He touched me in places that I could never dream to be touched, but it felt like a dream in that matter. 

"Don't be too loud, got it?" He demanded. I followed his demands. He turned me around and he thrust into me, I let out a high pitched yelp. He quickly stopped and covered my mouth.

"I told you to be quiet!" He whispered loudly. I moaned softly as he thrust into me slower, I tried to hold back at my pleasure filled moans to suffice his demands. 

   I already came on his hand as he stroked me, I was still a virgin so I wasn't experienced in any way. I tried to seclude my moans, but one escaped my mouth.

"Fuck. . ." He panted. He thrust faster and harder, my lip ring clinked against the tile wall as he rocked my body back and forth.

"Joel!~" I whimpered loudly as a hot liquid filled my body. I orgasmed subsequently afterwards. We were both panting for air before I broke the silence.

"Joel?"

"Yeah?"

"Why?" I asked.

"Promise you won't tell anyone?" He sighed. I nodded.

"I've liked you for a while but I didn't know how to confront you. . ."

"So you push and lock me inside the restroom and proceed to fuck me carelessly?" 

"Shut up about it." He laughed softly. He pulled out of me and proceeded to cloth himself. 

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I like you too. . ." He looked at me with confusion.

"How? I bully and tease you and I'm an asshole to everyone, how can anyone like me?" He asked.

"I don't know, maybe I see something that no one else sees in you?" I smiled at him. I could tell he was flustered. We dressed in silence, he likes me and I like him, strange and unexpected but welcome.

"Hey, um, I'm still really interested in you and I wish you could give me a chance to be with you if you like," I said as I grabbed the door handle. He pulled me away and kissed me tenderly. I never pulled away, I leaned into the kiss. He pulled away for air.

". . . I'll give you a chance, but only because you're a whiny little fucking child. . ." He whispered. I laughed before kissing him again.