I sighed heavily, things with Ramos didn't go so well. He seemed pretty mad when I told him it's best if we keep our distance, I tried to explain that people didn't like how close I was to the 'big dogs', a lie of course. He said he understood but he was still angry and left before I could say anything else.

But hopefully his sour mood will show Craven I am in fact distancing myself. Damien has done his part about keeping away from me, at least in front of craven. When I entered my dorm room coming from my nice hot shower, I was planning to belly flop on my bed and say lights out. Unfortunately Damien himself was on MY bed, reading something intently.

It was a magazine.

My magazine.

I yelled out and grabbed at the magazine, snatching it out of his hands and holding it to my chest. My face went bright red, was he reading my gay porno?! How did he even find it! Why is he even here he should have practice right? But I hadn't realized it was almost 8 o clock.

"You- stay out of my stuff" I yelled humiliated, my heart beating fast enough to give me a heart attack. Is he gonna connect the dots now? Will my semi peaceful highschool life come crumbling down?

"Do you enjoy that stuff?" He asked honestly and I physically felt my whole body heat up, this was so embarrassing. What do I even say to a question like that?!

"Pfft? No what, I don't even know who this belongs to?" I gave the worst lie I could think of; and I sounded uncertain saying it.

"You said stay out of my stuff." He rebutted and I choked. Oh god it hurts. I dropped to my knees, and simply bowed to him. I must beg, beg him to forget.

"Please, dont tell anybody. I won't do anything to you if your worried about that- please you weren't supposed to find it!"

"Don't you want to do that stuff with me?" He asked seriously and his expression was unreadable. I looked at him with my mouth agape. Did I hear that correctly?

"H-huh?"

"So you won't do that stuff with me?"

"W-well I- Damien this isn't funny"

"Well I'm not joking. Answer my question"

I eyed him suspiciously my cheeks heating up, backing a bit away when I got to my feet. This is a really bad joke he's doing, the thought of doing anything sexual with him... that's just a fantasy something completely out of my reach!

"Your not gay Damien, stop messing around" I said again seriously, trying to shake off the weird tension I moved by him to put my magazine under the bed; trying to act as nonchalant as possible. I almost yelled when Damien grabbed me by the arm and pushed me down onto the bed. He had to be joking, he was playing a prank on me and as soon as I give in he'll ridicule me for it!

"I don't care about labels. I do know that you turn me on and that magazine confirms I can make a move" he said looking directly into my eyes and I almost died on the spot. I could barely keep eye contact with him, who was undeniably sexy; I must've looked like I caught a fever because my face felt hot and so did my body, my lower half started to react and I wanted to cross my legs.

"Me turn you on?! Cmon man get your eyes checked!" I said in shock, he was now on top of me; one hand on my arm and the other by my head while one of his knees were in between my legs and I had to wiggle my hips up so he wouldn't press against my lower half. I was hyper aware of him, at least my body was. There was no way I turned him on in any sorta way, I was a nerdy looking kid; a bit on the skinny side and has my mess of a hair constantly covering my face- there wasn't anything sexy about me!

Something warm pressed against my lips, and I was stunned by his sweet kiss. Did he just...? It was for a brief moment but it felt like years, I didn't hate his lips on mine in fact I enjoyed it. He gave me a small smile, one that rarely replaced his permanent poker face.

"Did you hate that?" He asked seriously but it was a soft tone that me feel giddy and warm inside; I felt like giggling and smiling wide. was this romance? The ones I've read about?!

"No" I replied quickly but my voice was quiet, I was still stunned by what had happened so when he kissed me again, this time longer and harder, it took me a few seconds to kiss him back.

Me and the Famous Damien Arif were making out, like with tongue?! This is even too far for a joke, the guy who tricked me last time- he didn't even hold my hand!

Damiens mouth was warm and wet and he tasted... minty. He was a lot more skilled then I was and it made me so much more embarrassed especially when I had to move my face so are lips detached. I'm not sure how long we were kissing for but I ran out of breath. I was to caught up on kissing I forgot how to breath through my nose.

"Slow... slow down I can barely breath" I said panting slightly, I felt like I was on cloud nine; I had waited to feel like this forever- to have a moment like this. Thank you gay porno for helping me start this make out session.

"Sorry" he mumbled against my cheek, he kissed my skin all the way down to my neck and my eyes grew even wider as his hands snaked up underneath my shirt. It was all happening too fast and I was afraid of what was next; we weren't dating and Damien was still a mystery to me.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him away, he looked into my eyes and he looked hurt- as if I had rejected him.

"I said slow down! This is going too fast" I said in an embarrassed angry tone, it didn't feel real and I was confused. That kiss solidified my feelings for Damien, I liked him- a lot. I just couldn't comprehend the thought of him liking me back.

"Did I scare you? Do you not want me?" He asked dejectedly and he looked like a lost fucking puppy, like I pissed in his cereal or burnt down his house. I'd never seen him look so sad... he usually had a plain straight face even when he was covered in another students blood. He was so... cute that it killed me.

"N-no! I'm just not used to this, I'm a virgin you know?" I explained quickly and he blinked at me as if he already knew. This was definitely not what I wanted to say but I was too scared to upright say 'so do you like me?'.

"So am I" he replied and I couldn't help but laugh and prop myself onto my elbows, he's making a joke right? No way this dude was a virgin, chicks must throw themselves at him! And I know some dudes as well, so finding a partner shouldn't be a problem for him.

"Ok and I'm the king of England" I snorted and he sat up and even though his face was now a poker face again he kinda looked like he was pouting? I wanted to say how cute he was but it'd be more embarrassing for me to say then him hearing it.

"I've never been attracted to anyone else but you" he said furrowing his eyebrows into a glare and I knew he was serious. I now sat up fully and looked at him with my eyes widened, is he a natural born charmer? He was what 17? Almost 18? And I'm the first person he's ever been attracted to?!

"Oh come on we've just met, no way that's possible." I stated out the obvious, and now he looked just mad and i swallowed hard. The sexy horny moment was gone and was replaced by fear and a tad bit of horniness. If he never tried to hit me before he looks like he will now!

"That isn't true" he said through gritted teeth and I blinked at him, what does he mean by that? I went to ask but he tackled me down with a hug and put all his body weight on me. I had noticed a bit before but he acts a lot more different when we're alone, if anyone else were to see this they'd think he'd been swapped with a clone.

"Damien your heavy!" I grumbled, and grabbed at his shirt but he didn't budge as his head nestled in my neck and I think he was... smelling me? He'd never was this touchy before today and for him to kiss and be totally on top of me was such a surprise that it was kinda hard to recollect my thoughts.

"Shut up. You talk too much" he grumbled his hot breath fanning my neck, my comfort levels had to be through the roof with him because I had almost forgotten that we just made out not even a couple minutes ago.

"You are a mystery, Damien Arif" I commented in defeat, and he kissed my neck in response and i almost screamed and pushed his face away like he was a dog that wouldn't stop licking.

Suddenly He lifted himself up and moved besides me in the small twin size bed, he lifted up the covers over us and then continued to hug my body forcing me to lay down. We were pressed up against one another and I could swear I felt something... hard but for my own sanity I chose to ignore it.

"What are you doing...?" I asked not moving a inch as I was held by a beast of a bear; who held onto me a bit too much like a lover would.

"You said take it slow, so I am" he mumbled and I turned my body to face him which he allowed me to do by loosening his death grip. Was he saying that he wanted to take it slow relationship wise? Physically? Just what did he want and why don't I have the balls to just straight up ask!

"Are you serious?" I asked him and his eyes were closed as if he was quite literally about to fall asleep.

"Yes." Was all he said and I didn't question him, it had been a rush of emotions in a span of a hour; was Damien just using me to experiment with men? I doubt it, but there was something special about Damien, something so special that made me believe he didn't like me for no reason.

I didn't respond and accepted my fate as I snuggled a bit more into him. It was embarrassing but I might as well take up the chance, he smelt good and was warm; but I knew that already from the make out session. I closed my eyes not bothering to turn off the low lit lamp. I didn't want to ruin being in his arms and wanted to just remain in this moment. I was happy, oddly enough being like this with him.

And I didn't want to think about how this might be a fluke between us. So I kept my questions to myself and closed my eyes.

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