"Oliver you beautiful bastard." He calls out in the middle of the hallway. "You've done it yet again!" I look over at him, wondering what the hell he's talking about and why he has to shout it out in the middle of the school. He must've seen the confused look on my face because he continued on. "You and you're gorgeous self made me fucking gay for you yet again." He stated. I stand awestruck as people glanced over as they made their way to class. "Tyler shut up!" I yelp as I pull him into the stairwell. "What the hell was that all about?" I ask, then check the door to make sure no one is watching. He just smirks like he always does. "Tyler!" I say as I punch his shoulder. "Answer me god damnit." The first bell rings, meaning I only have five minutes before I end up being late for history. He looks down at me smiling that damned smile. "Wha-" I start to say when he leans down and kisses me. I gasp before kissing him back, moving closer into him. His hands running through my hair. He pulled back after what felt like just a second, and smiled at me. "Do you forgive me yet?" I stand there for a moment before answering. "Um y-yeah sure." Why am I so fucking awkward around this fool? The second bell rings, startling me. "Great!" He shouts as he makes his way to the door. "Better hurry so you won't be late." He says, sprinting down the hallway. I leave the stairwell slightly disoriented from everything that's happened. Although the kiss was nice this is not the time for it. I have a test today and I'm already so close to failing that class. Smiling, I shake my head and rush to class.
