Chapter 5

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I slammed the door shut so hard the other side of campus heard it. Who the fuck does he think he is? That little bastard is going to get it when I cool down. I know it's wrong hanging out with his enemies but they're the only friends I got besides him. But I also don't wanna lose the friendship with Sherlock. What do I do? I sat against the wall, when I heard footsteps probably Sherlock's.

"Look Sherlock I'm still mad at you so-", I looked up to see Sebastian.

"Oh", I laughed, "sorry I thought you were-".

"Him", he smiled.

He sat next to me and we stared to talk.

"So what happened between you two", he broke the silence.

"Well he got mad because I hang out with you and Jim, he attacked me and I called him a fag, walked out and now I'm here with you", I took a breath as I spoke fast.

"Wow man you're the last person that I would of thought of calling him a fag", he looked shocked and impressed.

Then it hit me I called him a fag, god, how could I live with myself. I need to apologize.

"Oh my god you're right, I need to say I'm sorry for what I did", as I stood up I felt a hand touch mine.

"John you need to choose us or him", his face was at least two inches away from me. I looked at his deep blue eyes, they were gorgeous and the way he comb back his hair, he looked dangerous.

Sherlock was suddenly a memory of the past, and Sebastian was all that matter. What the actual fuck John, you fuckboy. Dangerous and gorgeous are what I needed and he had both of those qualities. Dam, I am a fuckboy aren't I, oh well. I'll take my chances, he's here and and I'm here so why not.

Fuck Sherlock Holmes, my life, my rules.

"You", I whispered not realizing our hands were still touching. He remove his hand from mine and but it around my waist, to pull me closer to him.

He smiled at my response and lean towards my face looking down at my lips. I started to lean in, and in one second our lips touched.

I put my hand around his waist and my other free hand was messing up his gelled- back blonde hair. He was doing the same thing to me, I heard him moan on the back of his throat. The kiss was interesting and new, this was my first boy on boy kiss. We pulled apart breathing heavily staring into each other's blue eyes. We were just there holding each other in our arms not knowing what to do or what to say.

"Come on I want to show you something", he reached for my hand pulling towards the janitors closet. He close the door behind us and locked it.

"What are we doing here, Sebastian?"

"What do you think", he stared to kiss my throat and untuck my shirt. I moaned at this.

"Wait, wait why are we doing this?",I wasn't ready for any of this. All of this is happening to fast for me.

"Why do you think? I like you, you idiot", he smiled and gave me a little kiss. I've never been liked by a boy before and never has a boy told me this kind of information. What the hell am I suppose to do? Well I did what ever teenager does, I went with it.

And I smiled.

I pulled him into a deep kiss and he gave out the sexiest moan ever. He snaked his hands inside my shirt touching my torso he touched me so smoothly it send me chills down my spine.

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