You Are The Reason My Heart Beats

*Three Months Earlier*

"Hey Jordan?" that annoyingly familiar voice asked me. Maybe if I just ignored him, he would leave me alone.

"Jordan?" so much for that theory.

"What the fuck do you want from my life?" I hissed.

"Calm down, I just wanted to know what you're doing today after school" he said in a cocky tone.

"Why the fuck would I tell you that?"

"Because Miss. Dawson assigned us as partners" he winked a smile on hisgorgeous face.

"No fucking way" I growled.

"Ask her yourself if you don't believe me"

"I will" I said, storming off.

~~~A few hours later~~~

The universe must hate me, because here I am, sitting on the couch in Kyle's living room, attempting to work on our English project while he tried to seduce me.

First he changed in to the tightest skinny jeans I've ever seenwhich hugged his ass perfectly and a tight black v-neck, and he kept "accidentally" knocking into me, he even pretended to trip once and fell into my lap. Plus he kept biting down on his penin the sexiest way

"So, I think that if we do bios on each character, we should do a character map too, to explain how they're all connected" I explained, knowing I was wasting my breath because he wasn't listening.

"Jordan?" he asked in the quietest voice I've ever heard him use.

"Yeah?" I said, looking up at him, and suddenly his warm, soft lips were on mine, kissing me. I kissed back automatically, before realizing what I was doing. Pushing him away I screamed, "What the fuck?"

"I thought you liked it" he said, confusion clear in his eyes.

"I'm not fucking gay!" I hissed.

"Are you sure about that?" he asked, a cocky gin on his face.

"Yes!"

"Then why'd you kiss back?" he smirked.

"..." I was at a loss for words for the first time in a long time. "I have no clue" I answered truthfully.

"Wanna try it again?" he asked, "Just to make sure" he added quickly.

I opened my mouth to say no but somehow "Sure" came out instead.

Smirking, Kyle placed himself on my lap, straddling me, and leaned in, his eyes looking hopeful as he pressed his lips to mine. I found myself threading my fingers through his longish hair, while he placed his on the back of my neck, pulling me closer. He licked my bottom lip, seemingly asking for entrance. when I refused, he ground his hips into mine, causing me to gasp, and him to slip his tongue in my mouth. After searching every last crevice, I did the same to him. Biting my lip, he pulled away. "So you're sure you're not gay?" he asked with a smirk