"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

It was hard hating someone so much you start to obsess over them. Then again, it really was a small line between love and hate. Jason: I knew he saw me. His blue eyes wide and lips parted. So fucking beautiful. I was supposed to hate him, but the second I saw the unmistakable lust in his gaze, I was gone. Charlie: Out of all the things I had expected to come across in my life, Jason Pierce getting head wasn't one of them. That would've been totally normal at a Highschool party if it wasn't for the fact that it was from a guy. Shit.