"Yesterday was great, we should hang out again some time soon," I say and look to Cris who is walking beside me.
We are our way to first period while discussing the events of yesterday. I mean, who couldn't? It was magical- and not only me, but Cris loved every moment of it too. I feel like we are almost dating even though we just met. I may sound hysterical to myself right now, but I don't care- it feels so good.
"Wanna go to mine after school?" Cris says with a sly smile as I raise an eyebrow questioningly.
"I'll have to think about it," I tease him.
He shakes his head and smiles as we enter the classroom. I take a seat where I normally sit and he takes the seat behind me.
I turn sideways in my seat to look at him, "Behind me?" I ask.
"I want a good view of your ass," he winks.
I laugh and throw my head back, "Seriously? You can't even see my ass from there. Besides, I'm sitting."
"I think that seat's wet, maybe you should sit on my face instead," he says smirking.
"Oh my gosh!" I pause to cover my mouth and stifle my laughter, "Well doesn't someone get extra horny in the morning."
"Wanna help me with that?" He asks.
"Cris! St-" I am cut off when Mr.Gomez walks in and speaks.
"Morning everyone, class time," he says, dropping his things onto his desk.
I quickly give Cris a look that says this isn't over to which he smiles about, and then I turn to face the teacher.
When class is almost over, I can't help but to glance in James' direction. I was so caught up with talking to Cristiano earlier that I didn't even notice when he took his normal seat beside me. He isn't paying me any mind, just taking notes, so I decide to make good use of myself and take some notes as well. I guess I'll just try to talk to him at lunch.
The bell goes, signalling the end of the first session. I sigh and pack my things as I bid Cris a 'see you later' and head off to my Math class, giving both Cris and James one last glance as I turn the corner.
********
"Thank you," I smile at the cashier as I pay for my lunch and take a seat with some of my new friends.
"Hey Luna!" Asia smiles with her usual cheerful attitude.
"Hey Asia! Hey guys!" I reply just as cheerful.
"Hey Luna!" They all reply.
"So, we've noticed that you've been hanging out with Cristiano Ronaldo, what's that about?" Asks Asia.
My cheeks flush as I look down and pick at my food, "Umm..."
"Come on! You can tell us," urges Chevelle.
I give a look that says 'you next' as I turn to Asia.
"Well, it's not a very big deal, we're just friends."
"Just friends? With that sexy piece of guy? You're lying."
"Oh my gosh!" I say giggling, "We haven't done anything," I inform them.
"Yet," Shannon speaks up.
"Guys, I doubt he'll even try anything. He's so sweet," and talked dirty to you before class this morning, my subconscious adds which makes me blush.
"That's what they always say, then the next morning they're struggling to walk," giggles Shannon, followed by all of their giggles which causes people to look in our direction.
"Guys, stop, really he's... He's a good guy," I defend Cris.
"Doesn't mean he doesn't get horny. Tell all the girls he's had sex with in this school that 'he's a sweet guy who won't try anything'. I'm sorry Anya, but he's kinda known as a player around here," Marisa says.
What? Oh my gosh; but he said he genuinely likes me?
"A-are you sure?" I ask, in case they are just poking fun at me.
"Not only that, but it's a wonder he hasn't hooked up with anyone else yet from what I've heard," Marisa answers.
I don't even try to defend Cris because what if it's actually true? I mean, these girls have went to school with him longer than I have; hell, I just started coming here- I don't know anything about this school.
Then again, what if they are lying? I don't know anything about them either. Instead of saying anything else, I quickly finish my meal as I remember that I want to talk to James.
"Well guys, see you later," I say as I pick up my trash and throw it away.
I look around for James until his bright brown eyes meet mine, and he quickly looks away. He's so sweet, he even looks it. He doesn't deserve my shit, but I'd love to have him as a friend. I promise I will treat him better. I make my way over towards where he is sitting until I am standing right beside him. I give his group of friends a quick wave and smile as I meet his eyes.
He looks up at me, "What do you want?"
"Um...may I speak to you alone?" I ask.
He looks around and shrugs, "Why not?"
He gets up and I start walking so he can follow me. I don't even know where we're going, but the hallway is pretty empty so I just stick with it. I stop, turn and face him.
"James why aren't you talking to me? I didn't do anything wrong," I plead.
He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, "Look Luna, I just don't want any trouble."
"Trouble? What trouble, James?" I ask frustratingly.
He shakes his head, "I am not going to try and take what is Cristiano's, okay? Do you want me to ruin my own life?"
"What are you even talking about?"
"Cris is the school's dog, Luna! I said it yesterday and you heard, but you probably don't even care! But whatever, if I try to take what is his, he won't let me just get away with it, okay!?" He shouts.
"Sshh, shh! Keep it down I don't want everyone knowing what we're discussing!" I shush him.
He looks at me like he wants to kill me after those words leave my mouth.
"What? Anyways, I did hear. I've been meaning to ask you about it too, along with to deal with why you aren't speaking to me. James look, you know I'm new here so I'm not very aware of anything or anyone here. I didn't ask Cristiano to start speaking to me okay? So don't make me feel bad for making friends. And what has he done to make you speak of him like that?" And my friends... "And what will he do to you so you 'won't get away with it'?" I finish.
"Okay, whatever, you're new- that's out of the way. He's called the school's 'dog' because he takes advantage of his looks: he sleeps with any girl he finds attractive. And if I'm in the way of his plan to screw a girl, like now with you, he'll send his friends to beat me up, fight me himself or they all gang up and beat me. But hey, at least I have options," he badly jokes.
"James, how are you sure he just doesn't want to be my friend?" I ask, still trying to find the least bit of hope that Cristiano is not who people keep telling me he is. That maybe he genuinely likes me like he says he does- like he act like he does.
"Look, I'm not sure but I highly doubt it. Just keep on your guard. Ask questions, get him to screw up or something to blow his cover. I'm just...I dont want you to get hurt," he finishes.
I nod, feeling tears coming to my eyes, "Okay, okay James. Thank you. But will you please talk to me? If Cris threatens you, I'll speak to him about it or something, just please be my friend. You are such a great person," I say.
"Obviously not great enough, because you're still choosing him over me. But I'll still be your friend, I....never mind."
I won't even dare to ask him what he was going to say, because I have a feeling it will only make me feel worse- call me selfish. I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear, "Well, um...could we hug? You know, for our friendship?"
He shrugs and pulls me in for a hug. It lasts a little longer than usual though, I think he is sniffing my hair.
I chuckle lightly, "A-alright James."
He pulls away, laughing, "Sorry, I don't know what came over me."
"It's okay. I'm just glad we're friends again," I say, and the bell goes, signalling the end of the lunch period.
"Well, I'll see you later then," he says and waves.
"Okay, later," I wave back and head off to get ready for my next class, Chemistry.
*******
I sigh as I hop in my car, ready to leave the hell hole that is school. I should join a club or something soon. As I am about to start my car however, I see Cristiano jogging over towards my car. I pause, my breath hitching in my throat. I forgot that he asked me to come over. I open the passenger door for him and when he gets to my car, he jumps in.
"Hey Luna," he greets with a smile.
"Hey...Cris," I return his greeting.
"You coming over? It's almost like you have to, you picked me up this morning; you're still my ride," he says laughing.
I force a small laugh back, I had totally forgotten.
"So let's go then," I say as I start the engine and pull out of the school's parking lot onto the road.
The car ride is silent apart from One Direction's FOUR CD being played throughout the car. I start lowly singing along as 'Fireproof' comes on.
"Let me guess, you're a huge fan of this band. What are they called?" Cris speaks up beside me.
I almost jerk the car to a stop, because how could he not know?
"You're joking right? You have to know the world's biggest boy band," I say seriously.
"Oh I think I've heard of them! The one where that guy left?" He asks.
I playfully roll my eyes, "Yes, shut up now."
"Guess I hit a touchy subject," he chuckles, which causes me to let out a little laugh.
"Whatever," I smile. That is until I remember what James and my friends told me. I decide to just dead-on confront him about it, I won't let myself fall for him if this is means nothing to him.
"Cris, I have to talk to you about something."
"Um, what is it?" He asks.
I'll go for the 'I don't know anything' approach first to see if he will be honest with me. "Why did James call you the 'school dog'?"
I take a quick glance at him to see he has a calm look on his face. What is he thinking?
"I-he....well..." He trails off.
"Hmm?" I press on.
He sighs, "I knew that question was coming, sooner or later," he starts, "Well, I got that title like a year after I started high school. I was kind of a 'geek' or 'nerd' or whatever and I got bullied a lot. I hated it," he pauses, looking down and shaking his head.
"Go on."
"Well, I didnt want to be known as the nerdy virgin my whole years of high school-"
"So you go for 'school dog' instead? How is that better?" I cut him off.
"Luna please, just listen to me, okay?" He pleads.
I sigh and roll my eyes as I pull up to a stop light, "Fine, whatever."
"Thank you. So as I was saying; I didn't wanna be a geek forever. So I attended this senior party. Long story short- I lost my virginity to Selena. Selena Gomez. Mr. Gomez's daughter," he finishes.
"OH MY SHIT! Really? What the hell?" I shout, and I can't help but to laugh.
"Green light, drive," he says and points to the stop light.
I start driving again and I realise we're almost at his home; he doesn't live very far from me or school.
"Go on!!" I press at him.
"Okay, so after that I gained a ton of popularity. Then it got to my head, and it made me what I am today. Well, not today; ever since I laid eyes on you, I feel different. I'm not just trying to fuck you, okay? I actually, genuinely like you, Luna," he confesses.
I can feel my heart tighten at his words. Not heart attack tighten, the good tighten. "How do I know you're for real?"
"I'll prove it to you. Just watch," he promises.
"Don't make promises you can't keep," I warn.
"I won't, that's why I'm promising you this." Awww.
"I-Uh.... Um, o-okay," I manage to spit out. I pull up in front of his house.
"Well, see you later, Cristiano," I bid him.
He reaches across and in my curiousity and confusion, I turn to look at him and in that exact same second I feel his lips on mine. I know this was not what he planned but he sure as hell loves it because he is not pulling back, and it feels like forever. Then again, I'm not pulling back either....
I pull back and in a sudden move, I give him a quick kiss on his lips. They feel so good. He then returns the favour, and I think we're about to make out in my car.
"Um-" I am cut off when his lips meet mine once more.
I kiss him back and we begin to move in sync. We go slow and steady, and I bring my hands to the back of his head to pull him in closer and deepen the kiss. Why is every moment so damn perfect with him?
He pulls away, "God, you're beautiful," he says, then bites my lip. How kinky.
I know he knows he's on a thin line so he won't pick up the pace, but I will. I gradually begin to go faster, and he keeps up with me. We start to go faster and faster, sloppier and sloppier.
I pull back, "I think we should stop before I let you take me in my car, in front of your house. Besides, who knows what sick pervert could be watching," I state, panting.
He smiles, breathing hard also, "Okay. You still coming inside?" He breathes; I notice that he is still perched up over me. When did he reach over to my seat?
"Um..."
"My parents aren't home. I think my siblings are still at school though," he tries persuading me.
"Oh, shut up and give me one last kiss, I'm not staying," I say and pull him to me for a kiss.
I reluctantly and gently push him back after about a minute, "See you tomorrow."
"Wanna go to Ed's party with me on Saturday?" He asks, still inches from my face.
"Sure," I agree immediately. What did I just get myself into? Who's Ed again? It sounds familiar.
"Who's Ed again?" I ask.
"That British ginger in our English class," he reminds me.
"Oh right."
"Yea....well...tomorrow then," he says and plants a chaste kiss on my nose, causing me to giggle.
"Okay, later," I say.
He exits from my door and waves at me, then walks up to his house. I wait until he gets inside until I see decide to drive off. One thing lingers in my mind: what the hell are Ed's parties like?
AN: lol I started this like two days ago but with wattpad being stupid, and all the drama in the 1D fandom I kept having to put it off after writing a little. ❤ Thank you to whoever takes their own precious time to read this. I try my best to make it different from all the other CR7 fanfics out there!
I don't write down what I'm going to write because I have this one set plot that I have in mind, though I may change it a little. So if any small details don't add up, it's because I write what happens in a chapter on the spot! So I have to keep looking back and all that but ofc I'm not gonna get everything. Now there's a rerun of a RM vs Barca match on TV that I have to attend to! Love ya! ❤