Sleep With One Eye Open

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I woke to the sound of my mother shrieking in the doorway. I groaned, wondering why the hell she was freaking out. Then it all came back to me.

Last night. The bike. Austin.

I cursed, looking down at the sleeping beauty underneath me. For some reason while I was on my little joyride last night my mind went back to that kiss. Needless to say, I got horny, and I had money, so I went to the drug store and picked up a few things. I hadn't expected my fapping session to turn into the real deal, but I wasn't complaining when creepy stalker pictures of him on Instagram turned into the real deal.

I tried to sit up, cussing like a sailor when I moved my ass. I glared down at his peaceful face. Such an angel gave me hell in between the sheets.

"Oliver Scott Sykes!" Oh, yea, my Mum. "It isn't what it looks like!" Was the first thing to leave my mouth, and I blushed. Mum crossed her arms, sitting back on her hip. "I came in to wake you up for school, and I find you sleeping on top of that boy from yesterday. Naked. What else could have happened, Oliver?" I sighed, raising my hands in surrender. "Alright, so we had sex-" I glanced down at the still sleeping angel. "Please don't be mad, Mum." I pleaded her with my eyes. "I really like him, and I don't-" She giggled, cutting me off with a hug.

"I knew you two were more than friends!" She smirked, kissing the top of my nose. "Hurry up and get ready, though, love. You have an hour until school starts." I watched her leave the room, turning to wake my sleeping angel reluctantly. If I had my way, we would stay in bed and cuddle all day. Damn school.

"Austin, love, wake up." I kissed underneath his jaw with a giggle, hearing him groan sleepily. "Five more minutes." He wrapped his arms around me tightly, and I huffed. "Fine, then I guess we can't shower..." I trailed off. His chocolate brown eyes fluttered open with a wicked grin. "I'm up." I laughed, planting my lips on his with a sigh.

Standing up, I lead him into my on suite bathroom. The shower was the perfect size for the two of us, and the water was perfect. Austin pulled me to his chest gently, running his soapy fingers through my hair. I hummed, reaching behind him for the body wash to start soapping him up. Of course, I payed extra close attention to his member, which earned myself a groan.

"School, Oli." I pouted. "Sex, Austin." I know I sounded needy, but this was the most attention I've been given in years, and I wanted to milk it for what it's worth. He shook his head, turning off the water and wrapping me in a plush black towel.

Together, we found our way to the walk in closet. I pulled out a pair of jeans that was close to my size, belting them for a better fit, and tossing on a plaid shirt. Austin used a pair of jeans, filling them out much better than I could, and a black and grey swirl tee that was only a little loose on his much broader chest.

I frowned, hating how ugly I was, and went about fixing my hair. At least I have one positive feature. My hair is literal sex, and no one can deny it.

"Are you ready, Oli?" Austin came up behind me, kissing the back of my neck. I grinned, spinning around so I could meet his lips. "Now I am." He rolled his eyes, pausing before he opened the door. "Oli?" I tossed my bag over my shoulder. "Yes?" Austin gulped, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "What are we?"

I froze.

Did I want to be his boyfriend? Fuck yes. But did I want everything that it entailed? I'm already labeled as the 'emo fag', I don't need to give Andy and Dahvie any more excuses to pound me. Just because I gained money overnight doesn't mean I'll suddenly become popular.

At the same time, Austin was everything I was looking for. He found me when I was broken, and he wanted to stick around and see me through to the end. Hell, he walked all the way to my house because he was worried about me. I feel safe with him, loved.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over and grabbed his hands. He bit his lip, a nervous habit that was very arousing. "Stop that." I demanded. Austin blushed. "Sorry." I shook my head, smashing my lips to his in a heated kiss. "I'll be your boyfriend, Aus, on one condition." He cocked his head to the side, waiting for me to speak. I cleared my throat, wrapping my arms around his neck loosly. "We're friends first, I don't want our friendship burning if this relationship goes down." A smile lit up his face, and he scooped me up into his strong arms.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

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