One-Shots

Surprise Love

A one shot request for withdrawn12.

Request: A BoyxBoy with a hot, sexy guy and a weak little school boy

Henry= school boy

Jason= Sexy guy

Surprise Love

Henry’s POV

Yes! It’s Friday! I freaking love Friday’s. I finally get to Jason. I miss not having him over everyday anymore. He only baby-sits me on Friday’s anymore for some reason. He has been distant with me lately. It’s as if he doesn’t want to be around me anymore.

I would completely understand though. Who would want to hang around with a 13 year old weakling. I am far from being anything like Jason. Jason is…amazing looking. He has the most defined abs ever and a 100 watt white smile that knocks your breath away.

Why am I even thinking about him like this? It’s as if im not myself anymore. All I can ever focus on when he is around is how he looks, smells, talks. Everything.

As I walk through my front door, I am hit with the smell of cookies. I drop my bag in the hall and make my way into the kitchen. I walk in to find my mom standing by the oven and Jason sitting at the counter with a smile on his face.

“Hey Henry. Took you forever squirt.” Jason says as I take a seat next to him and he scrunches and messes up my hair. I shoo his hand away and say,

“The bus driver was running late.”

“Hey, only a few more years and then you can drive to school like me.” Jason says with a grin as he takes a bite of his cookie. I grab one off of the plate in front of us and take a bite of my own. The warm chocolate hits my tongue and I let out an almost moan at the taste of it. Jason’s eyes snap toward me and he lets out a laugh.

“Okay boys. Behave. I am off to work. I will be back in the morning. Jason, please do not let him get hurt again.”

Last Friday I ended up falling while we were wrestling around and I scraped up my arm pretty bad.

“Yes ma’am. Don’t worry. I can watch over him.” My mom smiles at him and kisses my forehead before dashing out the door.

“Well, what do you want to do?” Jason asks as he rocks back and forth on his heels with his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

“Football?” A smile hits his face and we both dash out the back door and into the yard. I grab my ball off of the porch where I last set it.

“Hurry up Henry.” I look up to see Jason near the other end of the yard with his sunglasses and cap on backwards. I can see the hair that is loose blow from the wind and he has never looked so gorgeous.