It started off as a normal day, sitting in my bedroom revising for the overly stressful upcoming exams. I got a text message around lunch time from Thomas, a guy in my English class, asking if he could come round to my house and study with me and we arranged that he would come round about 4 O’clock. I frantically tried to clean my room of all the clothes and junk lying about. As I was just about to finish, the doorbell rang.
I opened the door and there he was, standing smiling at me, before silently walking passed and heading upstairs. I originally froze when I saw him. I had never told him this before but I really liked him, and to have him be sitting in my room, on my bed made my legs go numb. I realised that may sound slightly obsessed but if you had seen this guy, you would be the same.
I walked upstairs and into my room where Thomas was pacing the floor waiting for me. I thought he had an extremely sexy black jumper on top of that white polo shirt. Then I looked down at his legs. He wore a shiny black leather belt and I thought to myself: how does a guy with a belt that tight manage to walk with the leg of his blue jeans under his feet? Fashion I suppose.
Me: Y’know, you are allowed to sit
Thomas let out a small laugh then walked to my bed and sat. He picked up my copy of Romeo and Juliet – the play we were studying – and started flicking through.
Him: So what do you think of the story? I don’t the way the families acted.
Me: I think they had their reasons. I mean, would you really want to be forced into being in the same family as your enemies?
Thomas moved closer to me and put his arm on my shoulder.
Him: Nothing should stand in the way of true love. Nothing.
He lent into my face and kissed me on the lips. The whole world seemed like it had frozen at this point. We pulled apart.
Me: What did you do that for?
Him: What can I say? I like you
Me: I like you too man, but… there are so many better guys you can be with than me. Why me?
Him: Y’know in all honesty, I don’t need a study partner. It’s a bondage partner.
My eyes widened as I stared at his deadly serious face.
Him: I’m a kinky guy and I know you are too. I like you and you like me. We’re alone and we will be for the rest of the night because you told me you had a free house this weekend. Why shouldn’t we?
I thought for a moment. Maybe he was right; what’s the point of wasting a good opportunity like this, especially when it’s with someone as hot as him. I looked back up and smiled.
Me: Who ties up who?
Thomas reached into his messenger bag and pulled out some guitar leads.
Him: You’re gonna be my bitch!