Chapter Two

Chapter 2

Jae

     “Ash and Jae,” Mrs. Katze said. Internal meltdown, panic. 

I’d rather be with anyone else. I can’t be with Ash, since he’s making my life miserable. I do NOT want to do this, but I have to, so I go over to him. 

     

     “Uhm..Do you want to meet at my house or yours..?” I asked him, avoiding his cold gaze. I swear, his cold grey eyes stare into my soul. I hate how flustered he makes me. 

     “Your place. No f****n’ geekwad ever goes near my goddamn house,” he sounds so annoyed, and I don’t blame him. He’s supposed to bully me, that's how it goes. The popular jock bullies the unpopular nerd. Always. That's how it’s been since forever. 

     “Hey, dumbass. You alive or are you doing random s**t in your f****n’ head again,” he asked, snapping me out of my world. 

     “Sorry, uhm, today after school, right,” I tried to confirm with him. He nods ever so slightly.  

     “Alright I’ll see you then.” he snarls at me as the bell rings. I gathered my stuff and headed to the next period thinking about how and why Mrs. Katze put  me and ash together considering she knows he bullies me every day.

The rest of the day was honestly lame other than bumping into Ash yet again at lunch. As always he gave me a dirty look at me and said to watch where I was going. I got home about 4:30pm and immediately started work on the project.

     He’s over an hour late when he finally shows up at my house. He doesn’t even bother to knock, he just comes into my room. I figure my sister probably let him in. 

     “Hey, geekwad,” he ruffled my hair. I blush slightly as he does so. He smells like smoke and those expensive colognes that the rich boys buy. 

     “Hi, uh. I already started working,” I told him and continued working on the diagram.        

He walked over and flopped onto my bed.

     “Is it okay if I smoke in this house?” I know that he isn’t going to respect my house rules no matter what I said, so I just nodded but opened a window so that my sister wouldn’t smell anything in my room. Asher lit a cigarette, taking a long puff and exhaling slowly. The smoke looks like a warning sign that I should do all the work. Give him half of the credit even though he didn’t do s**t. 

      His breath smelled of beer and smoke. Repulsive. But he looked..vulnerable.  The meanest, most arrogant guy I know is vulnerable? His lips are parted and so full… red like cherries. Ugh. Why am I thinking this kind of thing? I hate him. He scares me. Of course he’s hot, he’s a model.

He glances over at me. 

“The f**k you lookin’ at, geekwad?” He growls at me, but there's no anger in his eyes, instead a vulnerable boy looking at me, covering the hurt with anger, angery at someone who hurt him badly. I know how this feels, since my sister has to work to support me and herself ever since my parents abandoned us. All I ever needed was a hug, and Ash looks like he just wanted an embrace, to be loved. I let impulse take over. I hugged him, surprising even myself. 

     “The f**k are you doing, dorkus?” He said, but there was no heat in his voice. I held him a bit longer, and he let me, hugging me back awkwardly. 

     “This doesn’t mean s**t, geekwad,” he growled under his breath. I know he doesn’t mean it, but I pull away and go back to the assignment. I start typing. Hours pass, and I see him drift to sleep.

He’s asleep.

In my bed.

My tormentor is resting in the bed that belongs to me.

And oh my God he is hot.

Author's Note

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