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I Think I've Flipped. Chapter 11.
(Will's POV)
"Get down under the bed!" I frantically said to Tyler as I pushed him down unto the floor. As soon as he hit the floor, my bedroom door fully opened. I quickly turned my attention towards the doorway and found myself looking at Blake.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked me, a bit groggily. He looked as if he was sleep walking as I noticed his eyes seemed to be half closed. I must have woken him up.
"Uhh... yeah, I'm okay," I replied as I tried not to look down at Tyler. I don't think I could come up with a good enough explanation as to why Tyler was in my room at this time of night.
"What was that noise? I heard a crash," Blake asked with a yawn.
"Oh....Umm... I had a bad dream. I kinda knocked over my lamp onto the floor," I answered.
"Well..... Stop having nightmares! They're waking me up," Blake announced.
"Okay," I replied. Normally, I would have argued with Blake and tried to tell him a person isn't able to control what they dream, but I decided against it. I just wanted him to go away.
"Hmph... Okay... night," Blake mumbled as he closed my door. After he closed the door, I walked towards it and stopped to listen for his footsteps. Once I was sure Blake was back in his room, I locked it and turned around.
"That was so fucking close!" Tyler replied as he jumped out from underneath my bed. He was rubbing his forearms. "I was practically squeezed to death under your fucking bed! I think I scraped my arm."
I rolled my eyes at him. I never knew football players were such pansies. This one especially.
"Well that kinda killed the mood," Tyler joked as he gave me a small smile.
"Yeah... " I replied with a smile of my own.
"So... what now?"" he trailed off as he looked at me expectantly.
We were so caught up in the heat of the moment before we were interrupted, but now we're pretty much level headed again, and I find it rather difficult to wrap my head around this situation.
I stared in his eyes and not only found a sense of longing in them but also a touch of fear as well. Could it be he was regretting this once again? I stared at his blue orbs a little bit longer. No, he was just scared.
I walked towards my bed and sat down on it. "We need to talk," I told him as I patted the space beside me. Tyler hesitated at first before he sat down beside me.
He looked at my face a bit anxious. "Uhh... Okay," he replied.
"Why did you kiss me?" I asked him bluntly. I needed the answer to this before we moved on.
"What?" Tyler responded.
"I'm not talking about tonight. I'm talking about that night when I was at your house. Why did you suddenly kiss me that night?" I asked him again.
"I honestly don't know," Tyler answered with a shrug of his shoulders. "I can't really explain it. You're unique... You're different."
"Different?" I asked as I cocked my head to the side.
"Yeah... You're totally different from everyone else I've met. First of all, take a look at our taste in music. All of my friends hate the music I listen too, but you don't. In fact, you like many of the same artists as well. Secondly, you're the only person who has ever stood up to me or challenged me. And lastly, you're the only person I can't figure out. I not only find you interesting person, but also sort of mysterious," Tyler answered.
"So you kissed me because... I'm mysterious?" I asked in confusion.
"Well yes, but not only that, you're also one of the nicest people I've ever met. You don't follow the status quo. Didn't I tell you already that night in my room just what a catch you really are?" Tyler asked me with a grin.
"Oh yeah," I said as I blushed. I looked at him and found him smiling back at me. He reached out, grabbed my hand, and gave it a playful squeeze. What followed was an awkward silence until I broke it with a question.
"If you like me so much then why did you go on a date with that girl?" I asked him as I looked straight into his eyes.
"You mean Ellie? Jason and the guys set me up on that date. I didn't ask her out. I mean sure, we went to a movie and dinner, but nothing happened between the two of us. She tried getting into my pants, but I didn't let her. You've got to believe me. Nothing happened!" Tyler said replied he stood up and started pacing around the room.
"Look," he said as he kneeled down beside me and stared into my eyes. "I didn't do anything with her because I like you. Don't give me that look. You know I'm serious! Will, you're all I could think about. That letter you received, it wasn't finished or well-written, but everything I said in it is true."
I looked into his eyes and found sincerity in them. I felt guilty for the way I not only acted, but also for the thoughts that were going through my mind.
"I'm sorry," I said, my voice barely even a whisper.
"Sorry... Will, you don't need to apologize for anything!" Tyler replied.
"I do. If I only talked to you about this sooner, then we wouldn't have had all these misunderstandings," I announced as I looked away.
Tyler sat down in front of me and turned my head so that I was facing him.
"Don't apologize okay?" he said, as he looked straight into my eyes.
"O... okay," I stuttered as I blushed a deep shade of crimson.
"My turn to ask a question," He replied.
"Uhh... okay?" I responded a bit anxious and nervous over what he was going to ask. Please don't ask when I started liking him. Please do-
"When did you like me?"
Fuck, there was the one question I didn't want to have to answer.
"I mean, you kissed me back that night in my house so I guess it's pretty obvious you like me back," Tyler pointed out. I could have smacked him right there. He was giving me such a smug look... and he looked so sexy it.
"I've always liked you Tyler," I answered as I looked down in embarrassment.
"What?" he asked as my answer seemed to surprise him.
"It started when we were kids and I still like you" I explained.
"Really? But why? I mean after what I did to you-" He asked as I punched him on his right shoulder.
"Oww! What the fuck?" Tyler shouted as he looked at me like I was some sort of crazy person.
"I told you to stop bringing that up!" I replied
"Okay! Okay!" he said as he rubbed his right shoulder. I chuckled at his discomfort.
"So," Tyler said. "How are we going to deal with this?" he asked me.
My laughter suddenly settled down as I thought about the seriousness of his question started. He's asking where we're going to go from here. After all, he can't come out in school. He's the quarterback after all.
"Will... I'm sorry I can't let anyone else know about us. I just can't... I wouldn't be able to handle it," Tyler said as he looked at me.
This means we're going to have to keep this a secret. Am I willing to go along with this, and be nothing more than his dirty little secret? How am I going to keep this away from my friends? Oh shit, Then what am I going to do if my brothers find out.
"I see," Tyler said. He stood up and proceeded towards the window. Where is he going? I didn't answer his question yet.
"I'm sorry. I wasted your time," he said sadly and began climbing out of the window.
"Wait!" I shouted as I sprang up on my feet and raced towards him.
He was surprised as I grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the window.
"Don't... Don't go," I begged him.
"Okay," he said softly.
"Listen. I get it. I really do. You can't afford to out yourself in school. And that's okay. I don't mind," I said to him.
"I'm sorry. It's a selfish thing of me to ask of you," he replied as he looked down to the floor in shame.
"Tyler! I said it was alright with me. I don't mind seeing you in secret because you're worth it, okay? Besides, I'll find ways for you to make it up to me," I said with a smile.
Tyler looked at me before he leaned in and gave me a kiss on the lips. It wasn't a deep tonsil hockey kind of kiss, but rather a small affectionate one. When he pulled back, he was smiling from ear to ear. And I am pretty sure I was doing the same.
"Well...I better get back," he said with a laugh.
"Why don't you just stay over?" I asked him as I flashed him my best puppy dog look.
"You want to have sex?" he asked nervously.
I looked at him dumbfounded. "I was really just asking if you want to stay over and cuddle or something."
"Oh," Tyler responded, quite embarrassed. "Uhh... sure. I'd like that."
"Good," I said as I tiptoed and gave him a kiss on the lips once again before I went to my bed and pulled the covers. I lied down on the right side of my bed and patted on the remaining space.
Tyler smiled and got into the bed. I faced him and we stared at each other's faces before he leaned in and gave me a kiss. I reciprocated back by slipping my tongue unto his to which he happily accommodated. When I pulled back, I gave him a small smile before turning myself to the other side and closing my eyes for some sleep.
I felt Tyler inch himself closer and draped his arm over me. I opened my eyes in surprise. His hand grabbed mine before intertwining our fingers together. I felt his chin rest on top of shoulder before he whispered, "Goodnight Will."
I looked back and found his eyes closed and breathing heavily. I smiled and squeezed his hand before falling into slumber myself.
"So Will... Do you want to go out to the mall after school today?" Claire asked me during lunchtime.
We were sitting in our usual table and we were talking about how bored we were lately. Apparently, Claire had the idea of going to the mall and playing a couple of rounds of laser tag.
"I can't... I have detention afterwards," I said as I took a bite out of my sandwich. No shitty cafeteria food for me today. I brought my own packed lunch.
"Detention!" Rocky exclaimed. Everyone else in my table started staring at me. I was still munching down my sandwich when I suddenly realized there were four pairs of eyes looking straight at me. It was really scary.
"How on earth did you, Will Lakewood get detention?" Claire asked perplexed.
"Err... Sir Irons caught me and Tyler kind of not doing our paired homework," I explained after I swallowed a bite out of my sandwich.
"How exactly did you get caught?" Taylor asked me.
"We both submitted our own version of the assignment," I answered.
"Oh," Taylor responded.
"Will can't you see Tyler is nothing but bad news. He's always getting you into trouble! You need to stay away from him!" Rocky said as he glared at me.
Rocky's overreacting again. I swear- Wait, did he just tell me to stay away from Tyler? Could he be the one who sent that message in my locker? I looked at him in disbelief. He was still staring at me with that intense look on his face. He couldn't be the one who sent me the message! He's my friend. He would never do that... right?
"I'm going to kick his ass right now! I can't believe this! Dragging you down with him," Rocky said as he stood up in pure rage. Sterling and Claire were trying to hold him down.
"Calm down!" I hissed at him. Rocky looked at me as though I was insane. Actually, all of them did. They stared at me as if I had gone mental.
"Listen, it wasn't his fault okay? It was my fault why both of us ended in detention together. Tyler kept asking for us to finish the project together, but I kind of never did. Okay! Just leave him alone," I said as I glared at Rocky. He sat down annoyed that I stopped him. Everyone was quiet after my little outburst until Claire ruined it.
"So... wait... this means that Tyler is going to skip a lot of football practices," she noted.
"Well, not really. He's just going to be late to practice, that's all," I said.
"Well, we better win or else everyone is going to hate you," Claire said seriously.
"Wow! Thanks for the warning!" I said sarcastically as I turned to her. What the hell? Where did this little outburst come from?
"I'm just pointing out the facts Will. If Tyler loses the football game this Friday, everyone is going to blame you for making him go to detention," Claire pointed out.
"Whose side are you on anyways?" Rocky asked Claire in annoyance.
"Hey, I'm just stating the facts," Claire answered.
"Well, stop it. It's not very comforting," Sterling scolded Claire to whom she just rolled her eyes in response. Sterling glared at Claire for a minute or two before turning to me and gave me a really warm smile.
Oh Sterling, stop that. You're making me feel really guilty here. My heart belongs to someone else. Stop making me feel so bad.
But of course, I didn't say that. I just smiled at him and mouthed out a small thank you.
Everyone went back to eating his or her food after that. Taylor and I were smart enough to bring our own lunches. The others... not so much. All three of them were trying very hard to chew whatever blob of food they're eating.
"Ugh," Claire said before she spat out the food she was chewing.
"Eww, Claire!" I disgustingly replied.
"I'm sorry, but whatever this thing is, it's incredibly nasty," she said grimacing the entire time.
"What is that?" Taylor asked as she leaned closer to that lump on top of Claire's tray.
"I don't know some pork thing," Claire said.
"Pork? I thought that it was chicken!" Rocky exclaimed.
"No... seems like fish to me!" Sterling said while chomping through the food in question. "Nope," he added, "it's more like garbage."
Everyone laughed at Sterling's statement. Not that I could fault him for it. It did really look like garbage.
I was busy laughing when I noticed Tyler from across the room. He was sitting at the football team table. He was pretty silent and mopey. That seems odd, he was feeling pretty good when we talked this morning. I wonder what happened.
I stared at him. He was basically wearing the same thing he had on yesterday. You know, varsity jacket over jeans. Still, he still looks pretty hot today.
When Tyler caught my eye, he suddenly gave me the biggest smile ever. I slowly mouthed, "Are you okay?" at him wondering if anything was bothering him. He gave me a nod and mouthed off, "Fine," before he gave me another one of his million dollar smiles. Holy shit, I could have melted right there and then.
I think I did quite a bit though as I sort of fell out of the chair I was sitting on. I think I must have swooned a little too hard because I lost my balance and fell backwards. Everyone around me looked at me.
"Will! Are you alright?" Sterling asked me with a shocked and concerned expression on his face. He along with my other friends, were standing up and looking over at me with concern.
"I'm... fine," I huffed at him. I looked at Tyler's direction and found him laughing at me. I glared at him causing him to laugh even harder. Well at least, I made him smile. I let out a small chuckle as Sterling and Rocky helped me up.
When I stood up, I noticed there were several people staring at me. Eyes belonging to people I don't know.
Okay... Well that was embarrassing.
(Tyler's POV)
I was on cloud nine. Last night was great. I managed to talk to Will and we finally got to hash it out. I also slept over in his bed while I held him in my arms. God, I think I can get used to that.
I strolled into school with a stupid grin on my face and walked off to see Will. I found him at his locker as he sorted out his books. He was wearing a blue and yellow plaid shirt over some khaki pants. Fuck, he's looking more and more adorable with each passing day.
"Trouble sir?" I asked as I leaned against the locker beside his.
He slightly closed the door of his locker to take a peek at me before he whispered, "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? I'm here to say hi to my favorite guy," I said as I raised my eyebrows in confusion. Why was he so agitated?
"I thought we agreed to keep this on the down low?" he asked me.
"We did. As I recall, there's no touching or lingering gazes or flirtation," I answered. "Is it bad for a friend to talk to another friend at his locker before class?" I asked as I emphasized the friend part more and more.
Will sighed before he answered, "No, it's not, but if you make this a habit of yours, people are going to suspect. I know my nosey friends will and I bet as hell, Jason won't be far off either... Do you really want people to know you really like me?"
I looked down onto the floor in response. Fuck. This is harder than I thought it would be. I want to hold Will really badly, but I can't do it right now. It sounds so easy, but it's an absolutely difficult thing to do.
"I think it's best if we stay away from each other as much as possible. You know, until the dust has settled or something," he said.
"Yeah... I guess you're right," I answered sullenly.
As soon as I said that, Richard Jones walked by and looked over at Will and me before walking off into the hallway.
"Okay, he," I pointed at Richard's departing figure, "is definitely one of those we need to look out for."
"Richard Jones? That little pipsqueak? Why?" Will asked as he craned his head to take a good look at the retreating figure.
"Sure he's a pipsqueak, but that little fuck runs the school gossip blog," I said through gritted teeth. That little son of a bitch has practically made a hobby of spreading false rumors about me over the years that took a long time to be forgotten.
"Him?... Really?" Will asked as he looked at me in surprise.
"Yes," I said as I turned to him, "be careful... especially with that creep lurking around... Promise me you won't say anything to anyone."
"Okay."
"Will, I'm serious here. I can't let anyone know. It'll ruin me," I said hastily. "I mean, it's not that I don't want to. You know I do, but given the situation we are in, I just-"
"Tyler," Will said menacingly with a venomous look on his face. "I said okay already. Geez."
"Sorry," I replied.
"It's fine," Will said as he shook his head. "So I guess I'll see you after school or something. Let's just distance ourselves in school from now on okay?"
"Okay, okay. I get the point. It's just... I'm itching to kiss you right now," I whined.
"Acting like a baby is not a turn on Tye," Will chuckled.
"How about you and I skip lunchtime? We can do something fun in the meantime," I said in an attempt to come across even remotely sexy.
Will looked at me strangely before he replied, "Look Tye, if all you want to do is have sex then I'm afraid I'm the wrong guy for that. I don't hook up easily." Then he turned around and walked off leaving me alone and pretty much dumbfounded at his locker.
"Wait! Wait!" I cried out as I raced past him and blocked his path. "Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way..."
Will just gave me a look. You know that don't-you-dare-fuck-with-me look.
"Okay, so maybe I did... I'm sorry! It's just that you really, really turn me on okay? Please give me another chance!" I said frantically. I forgot this was Will we're talking about and not some dumb bimbo girl.
"I don't know..." Will said.
"Will, please... I promise it'll never happen again!" I begged him.
Will took a moment thinking about it before he looked up to me and said, "Okay."
"Really?" I asked back. I didn't think it would be that easy.
"Yes Tye, stop acting all surprised. I'm a guy. I understand hormones as much as you do," he said with a small chuckle. That's when he leaned in and whispered, "Besides... we'll get to sex... eventually." He then gave me a mischievous smile before walking past me.
I turned around and watched him walk away. Shit. That made me hornier than usual.
After Will disappeared, I made a quick stop at my locker to get my books. Class will start in less than ten minutes and I kind of need to get ready. When I turned around the corner, I saw the coach standing in front of my locker.
Oh shit. Mr. Irons must have given him the note already. I do not want to get in his way this morning. I turned around slowly and tried to walk away when he noticed me.
"Beaumont!" I heard him shout from behind me.
Fuck, this is just what I didn't need.
"Yes coach?" I asked as I turned around. He was walking up to me clutching a small piece of paper.
"What in hell's bells is this?!" he shouted at me as he shook that piece of paper in front of my face. From the corner of my eye, I could see students stopping and taking a quick look. The coach noticed this too.
"What are you lots looking at?! If you don't go to your classes right now, I'm giving you all detention for a week!" the coach shouted at the students in the hallway. That did the trick; everyone started scampering to his or her first class of the day.
Once the hallway was free of students, the coach placed his attention back at me.
"Well?" he bellowed at me. "What is this piece of shit that the new teacher gave me. Tell me you didn't actually get two weeks of detention," he said as he looked at me angrily.
I hung my head in shame. "I'm sorry coach but-"
"Tyler! What on earth would possess you to slack off on that project? You know I have strict guidelines about academics. I honestly thought you would know better Tyler especially that you're the quarterback," the coach said in frustration.
If it was possible to crawl under a rock and die, I probably would have done that. Listening to the coach say he was disappointed in me killed me.
"Now, I'm having thoughts of not letting you play this Friday," he said to me.
"What?! But coach, that's unfair!" I whined. This is really unfair! It's not like I cheated on that paper. I just didn't do it according to Mr. Irons' guidelines. This wasn't covered in any of the coach's academic guidelines.
"But since you didn't technically cheat on that paper, I'm letting you off the hook with a warning first," the coach said as he clasped his hand on my shoulder.
My eyes widened in surprise and in relief. Thank god. I don't think I can handle not playing in the opening game this Friday.
"But this better not happen again Tyler or else you're going to get benched for damn sure," the coach said as he started to threaten me.
"Yes coach. I promise," I gulped.
"Good. Now I still expect the best out of you at practices. Even more so now that you're going to be late for the next two weeks," he told me.
"Ye.. Yes coach!" I replied.
"Okay, now get your ass into class!" the coach shouted at me as he pointed me to my locker.
"So...Are you ready for practice?" Jason asked me as we both stepped out of our last class.
"I can't. I have detention remember?" I told him as we both walked down the hallway.
"Oh yeah," Jason said as he momentarily stopped walking and stood there for a minute or two. "Man... I could kick Will's ass right now," he muttered in annoyance.
"What did you say?" I asked as I turned around and glared at him.
"Well, it's technically his fault getting you in detention for crying out loud," Jason answered.
This is not a good sign. The last thing I need right now is for my best friend to start hating on the guy I'm dating. That's like an omen.
"Leave him alone," I told Jason while I gave him a death glare.
"What's up with you? He gets you into trouble and you're not even an ounce angry at him? What the fuck man? Are you alright?" Jason asked me suspiciously.
"He's going through some tough time now so lay off," I lied to my best friend as I was balling my fists in anger.
Jason was about to say something when someone interrupted our little banter.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Logan asked us as he stopped in between us.
"Nothing!" I said as I glanced quickly at Logan before turning my attention back at Jason," "Wait... What the fuck Logan...Where did you get that ice cream?" I asked him.
"Hmm?" Logan mouthed out as he slobbered all over the ice cream he was eating.
I looked at Jason who had a similar look of disbelief on his face. He was probably thinking the same thing.
"Where the hell did you get that??" Jason asked loudly as he pointed at Logan's popsicle.
"Oh you mean this?" Logan replied looking down at the cold treat he was holding in his left hand.
"Yes... that damn popsicle," Jason said with awe.
"The ice cream truck just passed by outside school a few minutes ago," Logan replied nonchalantly.
"The ice cream truck? Really? School's barely out for more than 5 minutes and you tell me you managed to go outside and get yourself an ice cream?" I asked. I'm so confused... Fuck.
"Yup," Logan said.
"Ho... how?!?" Jace asked.
"Yeah... How'd you do it so quickly?" I added.
"Well.. My last class is along the street so when the ice cream truck passed by after the bell rang, and I kinda climbed out of the window and chased it down," Logan replied like it was not a big deal at all.
What the fuck? This kid is insane! I looked at Jace and I could tell he was thinking the same thing as well. We burst out laughing a few seconds later.
"Hey, what's so funny about that?" Logan asked quite hurt.
"No... nothing!" Jason replied after his laughter died down.
"Huh?" Logan replied as he pursed his lips in annoyance.
"Just let it go Logan. You're going to get your brain damaged with all that thinking," I joked around as we started walking down the hall.
"Hey! That's mean," Logan said as he gave me a really sour look.
"Logan, he's kidding," Jason laughed as he pointed at me.
"Yeah," I affirmed the situation. "Damn man. I can't believe you were able to run that fast!" I laughed.
"But of course! That's why I made the football team," Logan replied as he took the last bite out of his popsicle.
Jason and I looked at each other before we started to laugh once again. Oh man... This is why I love this redhead guy standing next to me. He always manages to lighten up the mood.
"What are you guys laughing about now?" Logan asked us annoyed once again.
"Nothing!" Jason and I answered in unison to which infuriated Logan even more.
We kept this little banter going on until we reached the door of the detention room. I still can't believe I'm here again.
"Guess I'll see you guys later," I said as I turned to them.
"I'll see you at practice. Later," Jason said.
"Wait! You have detention?" Logan shouted in surprise. I jumped slightly startled at his sudden rise in voice.
"Uhh... yeah," I answered meekly.
"Why??" Logan asked.
"Fill him in please," I said to Jason. I wasn't in the mood to explain this to Logan.
"Sure," Jace replied. Logan just exchanged glances between the two of us.
I gave a small wave before I turned the doorknob of the detention room and stepped inside. As soon as I did, I was surprised to see that there were other people inside the room. There were two guys sitting on the right side and a girl down at the very left. Will was looking at me with an all-knowing look as he sat at the middle row.
"Ahh... Tyler. Go take a seat," the teacher at front ordered at me. It was the same guy who watched us yesterday. You know, the guy who had his car windows broken or something.
I nodded at him before turning my attention back to the room. Everyone was now staring at me as I began to wonder where I would take my seat. Will looked at me dead straight in the eyes before he glanced at the back of the classroom. Probably telling me it would be best if I sit at the back. That way, people won't get the idea that Will and me are sort of involved.
I dragged my feet to the back and grumpily sat down at the back. I looked at front and found that they were all still staring at me. What the fuck people?, take a picture it will last longer.
I glared at them causing them to look away. Will on the other hand, gave me a small sheepish smile before facing forward. Sigh. This is going to be a very long day.
Detention went by really, really slow. Nothing much to tell other than it was fucking boring. At one point, I was actually hoping someone would smash the car windows so our proctor would be forced to leave and we can all just sneak out. Sigh...Yeah that would have been awesome.
When detention was over, all the other kids zoomed outside the room. Heck, even the teacher disappeared fairly quickly as well. Guess he didn't like being stuck in detention either.
I was about to step outside the classroom when Will grabbed my arm and stopped me.
"Will," I said as I backed away from his touch. "You know the rules. No touching. Didn't we agree on that? Someone might be watching," I said as I looked around in paranoia.
"Tyler, school ended an hour ago. There aren't any students left here other than those who just walked out of this room," he pointed out. "Besides, I wanted to talk to you. You seem pretty down today at lunch. Anything wrong?" he asked me.
"It's nothing," I said as I turned around and walked away.
Will suddenly stepped in front of me and cut me off. "Tyler, if we're going to date, you need to be able to tell me what's bothering you."
I looked at him shortly before I answered, "The coach jumped my ass this morning about me getting detention. He was angry and not to mention disappointed in me."
I noticed Will pursed his lips in response.
"It's all my fault," he said.
"Will..."
"Shit Tyler... If I only finished the assignment with you, you wouldn't be in this mess!" Will said as he paced around the hallway.
"Stop it... Will, I mean it! ... Come here!" I said as I grabbed him and pulled him towards me. "Stop beating yourself over this okay? What's done is done. Let's just move forward alright?" I asked as I cupped his face in my hands.
Will held onto my arms and said, "Okay... I'm sorry."
I punched Will on the shoulder.
"Hey... What the hell was that for? That hurt!" Will asked in anger.
"Okay... I told you to stop apologizing! Now, every time you apologize for getting me into detention, you are going to get a punch from me," I said smugly at him. It was about time he got a taste of his own medicine.
"You sneaky little bastard! You can't do that! That came from me. You can't use it on me as well!" Will replied with a devilish grin.
"Oh, Yes I can... and you have no choice but to accept," I added smugly.
Will glared at me for quite a long time before he rolled his eyes at me. "Fine... cheater," he murmured.
"I heard that last part!" I said to him. Will just stuck his tongue out at me in response.
"Good!" I said as I looked around us before I kissed him on the forehead. You know, just to make sure the coast is all clear. "I'll talk to you after practice okay?" I asked him as I looked him straight into his eyes.
"O-kay," he said with a smile.
"Alright! Now I better go and try to catch up with whatever practice I can still get," I laughed as I pulled away from him and started jogging towards the doors.
"Bye," Will said as he waved goodbye to me.
"Later!" I shouted in the deserted hallways as I sped towards the locker room.
TBC
Okay, no intense cliffhanger here. Guess I wanted to give you guys a break from Will and Tyler's very intense and stressful lives. Though that does not mean that the drama will be forever gone; you never know it may just be around the corner for these two.
Anyhow, hoped you guys liked seeing a little happiness and intimacy in the lives of these star-crossed lovers.
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Tim, you have me thanks as usual!
Cheers, Nick