Later that night, about 8:30 PM, I heard *beep beep*. I look at my phone, thinking it was probably my dad, when I see an unknown number. It says,
"Hey."
I text back,
"Who is this?"
I'm curious and worried at the same time.
"It's Dean, from science."
My heart races.
"O, hey."
"Ummm I was wondering if like maybe I could come over and we could study or maybe you could come over to my house or something."
"Yeah sure, um my dad is never home so."
Why did I say that?
"Neither is mine, he's a mechanic, he works late. Sometimes he won't come back for days, some times weeks...."
WE ARE LIKE THE SAME PERSON! I feel like a girl...
"So tomorrow maybe I could come over and we could do our science stuff. Like 4?"
He says stuff cute. He's just cute.
"Yeah perfect."
We talked until 3:00 AM talking about school, girls and other stuff. But it had to stop when I passed mmout on him...
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Him.
FanfictionThe high school love story of Destiel. The struggles of a heterosexual young Dean and a budding homosexual Cas go from science partners to lovers in the matter of seconds until their love affair ends when they have to go back to school and Dean has...
