Why me? (bxb) {Editing}
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"Did you do it?" I asked when he turned around.
"Do what?"
"You know what." I shot back.
"Cutie, there are a lot of things I did and do, you got to be more specific." he looked back at me and I realised he was being sincere and he was not really taunting me like I thought.
"Did you hurt the guy who punched me?" I asked.
"Yes." again, I was taken back by his honesty.
I was hoping he would lie to me. Prove me and Sandy wrong but nope he admitted it like it was no big deal.
"Why?" I asked, avoiding his gaze.
"Why not?"
"That's not a answer." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Well then your question is not a question."
I was not sure whether to gape or laugh at that type of logic.
"That doesn't make sense." I rolled my eyes at him, again.
"It doesn't have to." he shrugged.
"Just tell me why you did it." I sighed getting tired of the funny talk or whatever we were doing right now.
"Okay, one condition." he said.
"Yeah?" I raised a brow.
He stepped closer and I stepped back until he pinned me against the wall. Feeling trapped I looked up at him trying to figure out what the hell was happening.
"Go out with me on a date, this Friday." his voice turned husky, I found myself looking at his lips.
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Jeremy was a typical highschool nerd always getting bullied and messed with just because he was gay and then Ethan was not so much of a typical teenager at all, he was rude, hot, rich and strong. Jeremy never thought he'd never fall for someone like Ethan but never say never right?
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