When They Colide

CHAPTER 4

Yall... They finna go to bros house and I dunnooooo. Teehee. I hope people give suggestions for next chapter please:)

I put on my headphones and step out the door. I can hear the song "me Papa que é pop-super slowed" in my headphones. It's a good song. I feel my footsteps start to act in sync with the beat of the music. I see the storm clouds in the sky. Shit. I hope I don't get caught in the rain on the way home.

I make my way through his apartment. Nocking on his door right at 4:56.

He opens the door. He looks a little rushed. Cute, thought. His blonde hair... He's so short. But it's adorable. He has such a strong build aswell. His chest... Almost as if he could produce milk haha.

"Hey"

"Hello" I say in response.

"Did you make it here ok? It's about to rain"

"Yes. We don't actually live to far away." He welcomes me inside.

"Wonderful. I like your outfit."

"Thank you. You look cu-" I was about to say cute but I played it off with a caugh. Not very convincing.

"Bless you." He states.

"Heh. Excuse me. You look good, too. I was about to say." I'm so fuckin awkward... Kill me. "Soooo... Should we get started?"

"Yeah." We sit down and I pull out my textbook and laptop out of my bag. We start working. He's pretty funny... I catch myself staring at his face way too many times. Am I... Smiling? What am I even smiling at... We're just working on a project. Hm.

Suddenly an alarm blares on both of our phones.

EMERGENCY ALERT: PLEASE STAY INDOORS. MASSIVE STORM AND HIGH TORNADO WARNING. PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE THE BUILDING YOUR IN. YADA YADA BLAH BLAH.

Shit. I look to him. His eyes meet mine.

"Sh-should I leave?" Fuck why'd I have to stutter. I seem like such a pussy now.

"How long did it take you to get here?" He asks. He's so kind.

"Around... Forty minutes..." We lock in eye contact for the next few seconds before he breaks it and looks around. Then he looks back to me. A nervous blush on his face. Adorable...

"Wanna stay the night?" I was not expecting this... what the fuck. Stay the night? With this cute boy? No fucking way. I'd rather die in that tornado or whatever. Nu uh. No way. no. No way in hell. I would rather kill myse-

"Sure" WHY THE HELL DID I AGREE TO IT?! Fuck, may. Your screwed. Shit. Uhm.

"Ok. Do you... Want something to eat...? Have you eaten dinner yet?" To tell the truth, the only thing I ate was boba and water today.

"You'll make food for me?" He nods. "Are you... A good cook?"

He smiles. Fuck I'm melting. "Yes, sir" SIR??????!!!!! BRO IS GOING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK I SWEAR TO GOD.

"Well, what were you planning on making? I haven't been cooked for in so long."

"I was thinking of making burritos after you left. But I guess your eating them with me now. Is that ok?"

"Yes, sir." I tease him. WHY AM I TEASING HIM???

"Ok. Teehee" adorable oh my god.
He stands up. "Do you have any allergies?

"Grass." I say bluntly. He lets out a snicker.

"Grass? Heh. That's so silly." He turns to the kitchen and I smile. "So, do you do any sports, then?"

"Yes..." I mumble.

"What sport?"

"I do MMA... But I love box-" he cuts me off.

"MMA?!?! Wow that is so impressive. I guess that's why your face is beat up...?"

"Nah..." I sulk. Remembering Kaine. "Just lost in a fight."

"Well I bet your really strong anyway." I blush a tiny bit after he says this. I look to him and suddenly he has no shirt on. WHAT THE FUCKKKK!? WHY DOESN'T HE HAVE A SHIRT?!?! why am I still looking... I avert my gaze. Glancing over. Seeing him put on an apron. I. Guess that's why. I see him cooking. I don't... Want to look away... He's so... Hot... Huh? H-hot? Why am I calling a boy hot. What the fuck.

He interrupts my train of thought. "You know, when I first met you, I thought you were really scarry. But your not. Not at all."

"R-really?"

"Yes, really. Your very amusing." I blush at what he says.

"Amusing?"

"Mhm. You make me laugh alot. Your funny. And kind I think I realized." He says as he cooks the beef.

"Your better than me..." I mumble. I see him slightly smile. He probably heard it. Fuck I'm an idiot.

I wait till the food is done. He hands it to me. We eat on the floor. I watch him try and eat it. Stuffing the end into his mouth... Holding onto it with both hands. Slightly drooling on it. God danm it. Fuck I think I'm red. Hu. But he'd look so good with my dick in his mouth. Ugh. This is frustrating.

I take a bite myself then quickly go to praise him. "Wow, this is so delicious oh my god. Thank you. You are such a good cook. You did so well, oh my god."

"Th-thank you." He made a shy blush. I saw this and almost smirked.

"This shit... Is basically orgasmic I swear to god "

"What?" He chuckles out.

"I love your cooking." I look him in the eyes. Then I look away.

"I hope we become good friends." I look back to him after he says that.

"I... Hope so, too..." I mumble shyly. Why is he so cute.

I finish my burrito quickly. I really do like it. Do I like him?... Maybe.

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Please. If anyone can. Please give suggestions for the next chapter. I might write it today and ask for suggestions for the one after. But I don't know yet. So If anyone can give suggestions soon, I'll be pleased. Thank you.

-gore