The Gay Nerd Who Stole His Heart

"Hey," he heard from behind him, and when he glanced over his shoulder, he cursed under his breath. He had avoided her so well until now and had unfortunately dropped his guard when she approached him. He closed his locker and smiled shyly in her direction, pushing the glasses further to his bridge and holding the straps of his bag. There had been many more girls waving at him and greeting him, which he never really paid attention to, but he had heard Ella say that Jasmine was looking for him; unfortunately, she had found him. As she approached him, purposely walking with a bit of a sway in her hips, he bounced from his tippy-toes to his heels, awkwardly waiting for her to reach him. He did not want to speak with her since he had no interest in her whatsoever, but the manner she eyed him did elevate his self-esteem a bit.

Jasmine examined his features, purposely biting her bottom lip as her eyes stumbled to his lips. He appeared different than the party; there, he could have been considered a jock, while now he seemed extremely nerdy, and she wanted to reach over and pinch his cheeks. With a smile, she placed her palm gently on his chest, which caused his muscles to tense, "How have you been?"

He shrugged his shoulders awkwardly, avoiding her gaze, which she took as his cute personality; he was simply shy. "I've been fine."

"I haven't seen you around lately, not that I ever had before."

With a slow nod, his lips tightened into a line as he muttered, "Yea, sorry about that." He scratched the back of his head, looking away from her gaze.

She giggled adorably and said, "We should see each other more often."

He nodded his head, being nice, "Yes, we should."

"I can text you if you'd like?" A loud curse echoed in Kylan's head; he did not want her number. He did not even want to text her; she was such a nuisance that he wished Ella was somewhere around to save him. She was not, and he reached for his phone in his pocket and added her number, which she begged to have a heart emoji saved as her name tag. When she was satisfied, the bell rang, signaling that classes were about to commence. He chuckled nervously, which she immediately understood.

Surprisingly and unexpectedly, she reached to her tippy-toes and inched forward to his face. Then, her lips gently found his, on which she placed a gentle and tender kiss, which he instinctively responded to with puckering his own lips and reaching around her back to hold her by the waist. He was caught by surprise, stunned at the moment that he failed to realize that Jonah had passed by them, and noticed them kissing as he marched to his classroom.

When she pulled apart, she licked her lips seductively as she began backing away. He stood in confusion, staring at her back when a sudden slap to his bottom cheeks caused him to yelp and return to focus. "You guys are dating now or what?" Ella asked.

He shook his head and started walking at her pace, "She just randomly kissed me."

"Well, duh? She likes you."

"I didn't think she'd kiss me so openly. Plus, I'm gay."

"Are you?" Ella said with a shrug, "You didn't pull away. And you didn't exactly say you didn't like it." She hated when Kylan went for girls since she felt he was hiding who he truly was and attempting to abide by social norms. Which was why as she marched away, Kylan knew she was not happy with him but decided not to scowl at him.

After a sigh, he entered his classroom and was shocked when he noticed that the seat he usually sat at had a different person beside it. The person next to his seat was none other than Jonah, who glanced upwards as he entered the classroom and did not look away until kylan was seated. He did not say anything, rather chewed his gun and continued to chat with his friend on his other side without realizing that Kylan was literally trembling in his seat from the anxiety eating him raw. He could hear Jonah's breathing but avoided looking over as he hid his pink face with his palm.

He wondered why he was sitting beside him, which could not have possibly been an accident. This was purposely done, and he hated that. He wanted to stand and sit somewhere else, but the teacher had already begun the lesson, and he simply grabbed his pen and began taking notes.

As he wrote a few notes, his neighbor grabbed his attention by waving his hand, which he attempted to ignore. However, when Jonah reached over and tapped his shoulder, Kylan's head slowly turned in his direction, holding in his breath as he scratched his neck discreetly. He had not yet gotten over the one-night stand, neither had his heart redeemed itself yet from the rejection, as Ella honestly told him what Jonah had said. It had been two days since, and Jonah had continued the same routine of avoiding him until today, which he found odd but did not want to find out why.

When he looked over, Jonah smiled charmingly, which caused Kylan's heart to melt within his other organs. His entire face became red, and he felt flustered from the fact that Jonah was there, acknowledging his presence. Jonah leaned over and asked, "Can you lend me a pen?"

Without replying, Kylan reached in his pencil case and grabbed one for him, extending his hand. Jonah purposely brushed his fingers against the sensitive flesh around Kylan's hand, which caused him to instinctively pull away, but not being able to ignore the tingling feeling from where Jonah had touched him.

Jonah winked and said, "Thank you."

He did not even use that pen, rather twirled it around his finger and drew on the desk with it. However, he did not give it back and stood from his seat and marched out of the classroom without saying anything. It annoyed him that he did not hand it back, and he thought that maybe he would in P.E, but he didn't. Rather, he ignored Kylan completely and did all the activities he was asked to complete. In the locker room, he purposely marched around with his shirt off with sweat dripping down his pecs and abs, knowing that Kylan would not be able to take his eyes off of him.

The strange occurrence was at the end of the day. Kylan reached his locker, pulled it open, and began throwing in the textbooks he wouldn't need. He needed to wait for Ella to arrive at his locker, which he hated since she always arrived a bit late, and when he heard Jasmine approach him, he cursed under his breath. He was not really in the mood to speak with her, although he may never be, however being rude and obnoxious was never the answer. Instead, he smiled in her direction politely, and when she reached him, she wrapped an arm around his waist for an embrace. He returned the hug awkwardly and then tightened his grip on the straps of his bag.

"I was thinking about you," she cooed, tilting her head and leaning against a locker. The hallway was quite empty, and he wondered why since it was usually packed with students marching by. However, he slightly took a step back when she approached him very close but realized that she would not give him his space. His neck was bent downwards by how close she was, and she smiled. "What are you doing after school?" Kylan stressfully scratched the back of his head with a nervous chuckle. He seriously did not want to hang out with her, but being rude was nowhere in his bones. However, he did not want to lead her on and make her think he was also interested since he was not, and he cursed at his drunk confidence and foolishness. He smiled weakly, lifting his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose, "I usually go home with Ella."

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 00005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Your cousin?" When he nodded his head, she placed her palm on his chest as she had done earlier and cooed, "Why don't you come over?"

Kylan frowned confusingly, "To do what?" He was seriously confused; he did not want to hang out with someone he barely knew. They would probably just watch a random movie and end up making out and having sex. He was not even into her, and he had sex with girls before but was never able to cum since there was not a single hint of attraction whatsoever. Additionally, although she was cute, Jasmine was seriously not the type of girl he did have sex with before he finalized his homosexuality.

Jasmine smirked playfully, grabbing his arm and pushing her breasts against his side, "Why don't you come and find out-" "Hey."

They heard a low growl at the end of the hall, and Kylan froze on the spot. He knew exactly who it was and already felt his breath shorten. As Jasmine turned around, she also spun him as well, and he felt his face become a pint of pink as Jonah stood there, with his chin raised and his hands in his front pockets. He was standing with such a charming smirk, meeting Kylan's gaze, and he purposely bit his bottom lip seductively, causing Kylan's heart to beat faster. Approaching Jonah sober had always been difficult, and he was unsure what to do when he observed Jonah begin stepping forward towards them.

Jonah did not even glance towards Jasmine, who tilted her head to the side in annoyance. "Can't you see we're busy?" she groaned, but Jonah paid no attention to her. He was taller than both of them, and Kylan was surprised since he continued to step closer to them. When he reached them, he slammed his palm on the locker behind Kylan, causing him to jump a bit, and his back instinctively pressed against the lockers. With such confidence and playfulness, he leaned forward, and Jasmine gasped in shock as Jonah pressed his lips against Kylan's. He placed one arm around his shoulders, the other hand still against the locker as he moved his lips ordinarily, but Kylan was in sudden shock that he stood frozen on the spot, his eyes not even closing. His lips were moving instinctively, but he was putting no actual effort nor dominance since he was stunned.

When Jonah pulled away after giving him a bit of a lip bite, he had a peculiar smile on his lips, wiped the edge of his mouth, and pulled something from his pocket. Kylan's breath was stuck in his throat, and Jonah's eyes fell towards what he was holding in his hand. When Kylan looked down, he realized it was the pen he had allowed him to borrow.

Jonah smirked, "I came to return your pen, babe." When Kylan did not move at all, Jonah chuckled in a low charming tone and slipped the pen in the back pockets of his pants. He did not miss the opportunity to squeeze his butt, and Kylan did gulp from it, his hands reaching at the back of his pants as well, a tingling sensation beginning to run wild. After placing his palm on Kylan's jaw for a moment, he pushed himself off the locker, "I'll see you tomorrow, Kylan." He had learned his name. After a wink, without saying anything else, he turned away and began marching away from a gaping Jasmine and a paralyzed Kylan.