Teenage Love |BxB|

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my pokemon brings all the nerds to the yard, and they're like, 'wanna trade cards?', ''darn right, i wanna trade cards, i'll trade this but not my charizard''.
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        "Woah, woah, woah!!" I had pushed Vance away, trying to put together what had just happened and why it happened. I looked over to Vance seeing a satisfying smirk plaster onto his face. "What in the world are you doing!?" I screeched uncertain of what he was trying to accomplished.
                "What? It was just a kiss, don't wet your panties, it wasn't like I was groping you." He shrugged if off like it was nothing.
        I covered my mouth, closed my eyes tightly and screamed into the palm of my hands. Why did Vance kiss me, I thought to myself so frustrated. I wasn't upset because he kissed me, I was upset because he's the first person who ever kissed me. Okay, go ahead and laugh if you want, but yes, that was my first kiss.
                Vance crawled over to me with a look of concern, "Wow, I never seen someone so flustered. You're as red as a rose." And at that moment, he gently placed his hand on my cheek, caressing it carefully. I flinched, then swiped his hand away as quickly as possible.
        I uncovered my mouth to speak, "What— Why— How—" I was stuck on my words, having a hard time trying to speak what I was thinking. But my mind was one big wireless mess, and my words were scrambled everywhere. So I couldn't speak, and instead I sat in complete and utter embarrassment, as my face remained red.
                "Oh God, you're so cute." Vance had said out of the blue, tackling me down, strangling me into a hug which was nearly suffocating.
        At this point, I couldn't contemplate on what was happening. Either, this was a nightmare or Vance was on cocaine, meth, crack, heroin, I don't frickin' know, whatever drug makes you act incredibly crazy. Although, that doesn't makes sense, he was here with me the whole time, clean. Did he hit his head when he fell?
        Finally, it came to me. I debated between myself for a second on whether or not this was the actual conclusion. So I decided to ask him right now and then, "Vance are you g—" But I stopped myself short. I mean, I couldn't just spit it out like that, wouldn't that just be rude?
                Vance pulled away from the hug he forced me in, and gazed deeply into my eyes. "It's okay, say it."
        "Are you gay?" I yelled it out fast, and then covered my mouth, noticing how loud I said it. I didn't mean to scream it, oh God.
        He only chuckled in response, and cupped my face, smacking his lips against mine. Before I had time to react, I felt his tongue forced into my mouth, swirling against mine. When I found the strength, I pried him off of me.
                Vance looked very pleased as he studied me. I sat still, puzzled, with a ghostly look. Soon enough, he begun to laugh lightly again. "Jasper, you're just too adorable, I swear." My pale face had glowed red, the blush creaking its ways up my neck to my ears.
        "This isn't funny." I shouted at him, suddenly getting pissed off. "Stop joking around, I'm not gay."
                Vance's face went to a blank, like somehow this had shocked him. "What?" He asked unsure of what I had just said. So I repeated myself and still he sat there with that same dumbfounded look. "But... Huh?"
        "What the heck, you actually thought I was!?" I shouted in confusion. I mean, sure I was short of feminine looking, but what the hell, was he basing that all on appearance!?
                He cleared  his throat, and said. "Well, yeah. You're just so cute, and dorky, plus you never had a girlfriend in your entire life."
        Damn, I hate how he's right about me never having a girlfriend. My teeth clutched together, as I tried to conceal my anger. "Just because I never had a girlfriend doesn't mean I'm gay." I said with a rather annoyed tone.
                "Will you go out with me?" He basically ignored me.
        "I told you, I'm not—" But he only cut me off.
                "I know your not." He sighed in disappointment. "I just really like you, Jasper. And this is all I ask for, I promise I won't bother again." Vance gazed into my eyes with a pleading look of despair. As the silence begun to fill the air, he leaned closer to me whispering into my ear, "I know its a lot to ask for, but please think about it." His warm breathe made the hairs on my neck slick up, as a small blushed appeared on my cheeks. What is wrong with my body?
        As I readied myself to answer, his presence was absent. I turned to look up the stairs, to only see him disappear. Is he serious?