I see you lying next to me

I froze.

Why do I care?
I really don’t even know, I shouldn’t care about him this much.

“I just wanted to know” I say.
“That’s not very usual from you” Mary says. The fro boy just stares at me.
“Is it wrong to care about people?” I ask.
“Since when did you start to care about anybody?” Mary asks smirking. I hate that bitch.
"Why are you so interested in him? I've seen how you look at him. Fucking dare to try to do the same th---" Ray starts raging but Mary tells him to 'just drop it'.
“What the fuck is wrong with all of you guys? I'm leaving” I say as I start walking towards my own room.

“That was pretty weird” I hear Mary talking with the boy as they walk downstairs.
“Yeah, he was nothing like usual” I hear the boy saying.
“Except for the swearing” I hear Mary saying as I shut the door after me.

So, what should I do now?
He’s not conscious right now; this would be an opportunity to do something to him. I also don’t have anything to do in my room either, or I could always just sit here bored and just wait until the boredom kills me.
I could go to his room and wait until he wakes up and scare the shit out of him.
Well that wouldn’t be very nice.
But why should I care? I don’t want to be nice to him after everything, and I really want to watch his pretty face as he can’t just run away.

I can feel that there’s nobody in the corridor now. I can’t just waste an opportunity like this!

I open the door quietly and get to the corridor. I quietly make my way to his door and open it; I still don’t get it why the doors here have no locks. I keep my own door always locked with a spell I learned once I wanted to learn some useful spells.

His room smells so good; I don’t even know why I draw my attention to things like this. I look at him, he’s lying on his bed, and he seems to be still unconscious. He looks so good.
Now I get to look at him more specifically.
He has just a pair of black socks, black jeans (and probably some underwear under them), a white dress shirt and a black waistcoat on, and he just looks so sexy I think I’m going to cry. I've got to control myself.
Even though that’s the general outfit we all have under our robes.
I want to fuck him so bad, but it's not the time.
I walk closer to his unconscious body and swipe carefully some hair from his face.
Oh just look at that pretty face, I want to kiss those sweet lips so bad.
I touch his lips with a finger, so soft. I gently caress his cheek a bit.
But hey, I could kiss him right now!
There’s just the little risk that he might wake up and I don’t even want to know what would happen after that.

I take a chair and place it next to his bed and just keep adoring his beautiful face and body.
“I’d really like to fuck you so bad my friend” I hear myself whispering at him.
I gently run my hand through his soft black hair, and wonder how much time I have left before he wakes up. I move my hand onto his neck and stroke him carefully as I move my hand to his chest, and down to his stomach.
Suddenly I get a very strong urge to just kiss him straight on the lips; it’s now or probably never.
I place my hand on his cheek and lean closer, giving him a gentle peck on the lips. I start to regret it immediately as he suddenly catches my wrist with his hand.

His eyes stir a bit as he opens his mouth. My face is still about five inches from his face.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he mumbles, still holding me by my wrist.
Suddenly his eyes widens and he looks at me fearfully.
“You! What the fuck are doing here!?” He screams as he lets go of me. I wince and almost fall from the chair.
“Stop screaming!” I hiss back at him as I get up. I scared him so bad, just as I planned.
“You fucking idiot! Get out of here!” He keeps screaming. He’s sitting on his bed now.
"Shut up already!" I tell him quietly but strictly.
"Make me"
I press a hand on his mouth to prevent him from screaming. He’s still trying to scream.
Then suddenly he starts licking my hand, probably to irritate me.
"I thought at least you would know that I kind of like that, it kind of turns me on" I whisper as annoyingly seductively as I can, staring deeply into his scared eyes.
He stops immediately and tries to scream again.
“Shut the fuck up! I’m going to rape you if you keep screaming like that” I whisper in his ear. No, I seriously wouldn't rape him now, but I know that’s what he’s afraid of.
He gets silent immediately and just stares at me. I take my hand away from his mouth.
He’s still staring at me in disbelief.
I go to sit on his couch that stands about two meters from him.

“Why are you here?” he asks quietly.
“I don’t know, I just kind of like your face pretty much and—“
“I hate you” he interrupts me.
“Well I hate you a lot too… But I still want to fuck you” I tell him, smirking and whispering the last part.

He looks at me a bit questioningly.
“Could you just please leave now?” He says, frustrated.
“That’s a request I told you last night, It’s payback time” I tell him, still smirking.
“Please just go now, I want to sleep” he says as he yawns.
“I can sleep with you” I answer quickly.
“Please. I’ll do anything”
“Really? Anything?” I feel my smirk widening. His face goes pale.
“…Well you know—“
“Can I kiss you?” I ask quickly

“You already did”
“But it’s not the same”
“Please don’t do this” He says, sounding very frustrated.
“I want to” I say in enthusiasm.
“…Well, Okay. Just a little peck”

I walk to his bed.
“Just stay still please” I command him.
He looks at me with some kind of fear in his eyes.
I quickly get on his bed; straddling him.
I place both my hands on his soft cheeks, then look in to his fearful eyes and kiss him.
He doesn’t respond, just as I expected, but that doesn’t stop me.
I kiss his lips roughly, he tries to pull away.
I deepen the kiss as he’s trying to break the kiss; I shove my tongue in his mouth and lick the inside of his mouth roughly. He tries to pull my hands off from his face, without success.
I take my tongue back and just keep kissing his lips. He's not trying to stop me anymore, though he still doesn't respond in any way either.
I open a few buttons of his white shirt, he puts his arms around me, which surprises me.
I start kissing and licking his neck down passionately as he breathes quietly but heatedly.
I nibble on his collarbone, leaving a deep red mark.

…Wait what was that?

I try to leave another mark on his jawline but then he suddenly makes a sound I'd like to hear more often.

Did he just... Did he just fucking moan?
I stop immediately and just stare at his face as he’s blushing and looking more embarrassed than ever.
I just smirk at him. I just made him fucking moan.

I guess this is enough for today. If this went on for just a little bit longer, I wouldn't be able to control myself and he would be dead. I get up from him and his bed, walking towards his door, leaving him confused on his bed.
“What was your name again?” I ask as I open his door.
I look at him, he looks so lost.
“…Gerard” he answers quietly. Well Gerard I just made you moan.

I get out of his room and walk towards my own with a satisfied smile on my face.

Notes

...Well.
I just kind of got an inspiration to continue this story as I read all my fics through a few days ago.
Also, for the old subscribers, you guys should maybe read it all again from the beginning because as I fixed a lot of typos in the story last night, I also changed the story a little bit.
I haven't been writing anything for a long time because one day, about four months ago, I spilled a whole cup of tea on my keyboard and my computer started working again just yesterday.
I missed writing so much.
I'll try to update this story as often as I can (:

PS: I have to admit that I was too lazy to inform people in my latest fic about the problem as i could've done it via my phone. I'm sorry.