fic info: you get moved into a top set chemistry class and your eye gets caught on a pretty nerdy boy.
tags: slow burn, sexual tension, attachment issues, inexperienced male character, oral (m receiving), p in v, losing virginity
a/n: this took me 9 hours one day btw.. anyway, i got too lazy to proofread so im so sorry if there’s any mistakes !! this started off as such a good slow burn but then i got too lazy to keep the story going, next part will be slower i swear !! there’s definitely gonna be a part 2 to this but maybe not soon, ive lost all my motivation because today quite literally drained me 😹 i hope u enjoy this, i haven’t written anything in a while <2
you’re sat in the back of your chemistry lesson, it’s last period. you recently got moved classes since you cheated on your exam, meaning all your friends are in one class while you’re in the class with all the nerds. no one sits on your row, since they’re all up at the front actually listening to the teacher. you put your airpods in and zone out. you’re staring at the back of someone’s head, they have shoulder length, dirty blonde hair. you just assume it’s a girl since they’re very skinny too, but they raise their hand to answer a question, you take an airpod out to hear their voice.
they clear their throat, and their voice comes out deep. now you know that ‘they’ is actually a ‘he.’
his voice is soothing, you’ve never seen this boy before. you tilt your head and continue staring at his hair. he’s sat 2 rows in front of you, but you desperately need to see his face. you take your phone out from your bag and put it in pocket at the back of your jeans, it’s recording. you raise your hand and ask to go to the bathroom, your teacher nods and points to the hall pass on his desk.
you get up, pull your jeans up, and walk down to the front to grab the pass, brushing right past the blonde boy. you grab the pass and make your way to the bathroom.
you take your phone out from your pocket and stop the recording. you click onto the video, praying you got a good view of his face. you pause at the clearest moment, and he’s pretty. and he was staring right at your ass too, he’s a perv. at least he isn’t an ugly perv.
you genuinely have never seen this boy before, was he new? you zoom into the video a bit more, getting a look at his desk now. he’s got a bunch of drawings of guns. thats got nothing to do with chemistry, but they’re very detailed. his slender fingers were holding a pencil, veins perfectly outlined. you’ve been staring for a bit too long, so you make your way back to lesson before your teacher gives you a detention for taking ages.
you walk back into your lesson, eyes ironically meeting the blonde boy, which you still don’t have a name for. the rest of the class is stood up, gathering equipment for an experiment the teacher was explaining before you left, but the boy is still sat, alone. you think this is the perfect opportunity to go up to him and ask if he wants to work with you, since you don’t have any friends in the class anyway. plus, you wanna know the pretty boys name.
you’re a stereotypical ‘popular girl’. you have a massive friend group, constantly getting invited to parties, and everyone just knows you. most ‘quiet’ kids walk past you with their heads down. not because they’re scared, but because they respect you. you never understood why, you just think you’re a normal teenager, you’re just known.
you walk over to the boy, he shyly looks down at his desk, probably thinking you’re going to pick on him.
‘hey, i’m y/n.’ you say sweetly, smiling and placing your hands on his desk so he looks up at you.
‘i know.’ he replies coldly, his voice cracks, then he clears his throat.
‘do you wanna work with me? i wasn’t really listening when the teacher was explaining.’ you laugh, tilting your head hoping he says yes.
he pauses, laying his pencil down on the desk.
‘you want to work with me?’ he mumbles very quietly. you can’t really read his lips either since his hair is in the way.
‘yeah i do, who else would you work with anyway?’ you look around the room before looking at him again. his gaze didn’t come off you.
‘okay..’ he’s hesitant to get up, he’s still so certain that you’re gonna make fun of him, but you just watch as he walks over to the conical flasks & beakers, bringing 2 of each back to his desk. he’s really tall, definitely over 6’3. then he goes to get the chemicals you’re going to be reacting together. he brings you a pair of goggles too.
you struggle to put them on, he reaches his hand out, beckoning you to give him the goggles. he loosens the strap and passes them back to you.
‘thank you, wait, what’s your name?’ you finally ask, not realising he didn’t give you his name earlier.
‘thats a pretty name, never heard that before.’ you reply casually. he stares down at you, cheeks flooding red. he’s really cute. he shakes his head and starts explaining the experiment to you, as you asked him to earlier.
‘yeah i don’t actually wanna do this, how about you show me these drawings instead?’ you pull one from his desk and lift it up, getting a better look at it. ‘this is so dope.’
‘thank you.’ hollis replies quietly, setting the beakers down, then placing his hands on the desk.
‘i mean i guess..’ hollis doesn’t look very interested, he’s rubbing the back of his neck while staring at the chemicals on his desk.
‘oh shit sorry, we can do the experiment if you want, i just think they’re super boring haha’ you blurt out while setting the drawing down.
‘no it’s fine.. i never do the experiments anyway, what do you want to know about it?’ he says a bit louder this time, picking the drawing back up.
‘well, i don’t know anything about guns, but can you draw anything else?’
‘well, i guess so? i’ve never really tried. do you want me to draw something for you?’ he asks, face lighting up.
‘do you think you could draw me?’ you exclaim while taking your goggles off, you won’t be doing the experiment anyway a you save yourself the embarrassment of keeping them on.
hollis looks shocked, and almost offended by your question. ‘you? you want me to draw you?’ he clears his throat & messes with his hair which ends up covering his face even more.
‘yeah? you don’t have to if you don’t want to i’m only wondering.’ you’re a bit embarrassed now, but in the middle of your sentence hollis starts shaking his head while taking his goggles off too.
‘no yeah, i’ll draw you. that’s fine.’ he says sternly, you don’t know if he’s just shy, or if he really just won’t believe that you’re not here to bully him.
hollis clears his throat, ‘why are you talking to me anyway?’ he says, staring at his hands while he messes with his pencil.
‘well i’ve never seen you before, i thought you were new. and i wanted to know your name.’ you reply, passing him a smile. he’s still not convinced.
‘what do you mean you’ve never seen me before? you were in my english for 3 years until i moved classes.’
‘i’ve literally never noticed you! that’s crazy what the heck?’ you step back. picturing your english classroom but you can’t remember seeing him in there at all.
‘i sat on the left by the window. next to roman’
roman’s your toxic ex. just hearing that name made you shudder. now you remember seeing hollis sat by the window, roman was always throwing paper balls to his friends, which would end up coming back to hit hollis in the face ‘accidentally’.
‘ohhhhh, i remember now. damn that’s you?’ he looks very different now, or maybe you never noticed how pretty his face really is.
‘yep, that was me.’ hollis starts looking unimpressed again, so you try think of something quick to keep the conversation going, you like his voice.
‘i’m pretty sure we have chemistry tomorrow aswell, do you mind if i sit next to you?’ you ask, messing with the strap of your goggles.
‘yeah sure, i don’t mind. you really want to?’ hollis wonders why you’re being so nice to him, he’s starting to think that you won’t pick on him, but he can’t be too sure yet.
‘yeah of course i do, maybe you could actually teach me, i learnt nothing in my last class. i’d just mess around with my friends all lesson.’ you giggle.
‘oh yeah, how come you’re in this lesson now then?’
‘i cheated on my exam, i didn’t actually think i was gonna move up. and don’t tell anyone, i haven’t even told my friends that.’ you whisper, leaning close to him so nobody else hears. hollis leans into your face, bringing his ear closer so he can hear you better. his cheeks go red again from being so close to a pretty girl.
hollis laughs to himself and looks at you fascinated. ‘how did you not get caught? how did you even cheat?’
‘i used chat gpt. i just took a picture of the questions and then it gave me the answer.’ you giggle, you love how hollis is actually talking to you properly now, not mumbling.
hollis is one of those people whose weird about ai, he doesn’t like it. he kisses his teeth and shakes his head, ‘well on your next exam you won’t need ai, ill help you instead. or even better, i’ll teach you so then you know how to do it yourself.’
‘that would be great, hollis.’
the bell finally rings, you jog over to the back of the classroom to get your backpack, before coming back to the front to hollis.
‘where’s your bag?’ you ask him, looking down at the floor trying to spot a bag which could be his.
‘don’t have one.’ he murmurs, folding up his drawings and putting them into his pocket along with his pencil.
‘i don’t know, just don’t have one.’ he crosses his arms and starts heading out the classroom. he’s really tall, it’s almost uncanny. you’re not even up to his shoulders.
‘so, what are your plans for the weekend?’ you ask trying to break the silence. it’s only thursday, but you think it’s worth asking anyway.
‘nothing.’ he replies, arms still crossed. he notices you’re having a hard time keeping up with him, so he slows down a tiny bit, just enough for you to stop speed walking.
he just stares at you. ‘do i look like i have any friends to go out with?’ he exhales. he looks sad.
‘well. you can go out by yourself can’t you? i go on walks all the time.’ you reply, trying to lift his mood, he’s pretty bipolar from what you’ve seen of him so far, but it’s only been around half an hour of talking, tomorrow you have the full lesson to get to know him better.
‘yeah i guess, sometimes i go on walks to find abandoned places, they’re pretty cool.’ hollis’ gaze is fixed on you. he always looks at you when you’re speaking, it’s sweet.
‘woah, you’re gonna need to show me one some day.’ you exclaim, hoping he sees your offer as an invitation to meet up with him some time.
‘yeah.. maybe..’ he goes shy again, staring at the floor, cheeks red again. he’s easily embarrassed.
‘anyway, it was nice getting to know you, hopefully tomorrow we’ll have more time to speak. i’ll see you tomorrow hollis.’ you smile and wave at him.
‘see you tomorrow. y/n.’ he smiles back, you both go separates ways but you turn around for a moment to watch him walk off, it looks like he’s mumbling to himself. probably about how a girl actually spoke to him for the first time ever in school.
he’s very cute, you hope you can get to know him more and hopefully he can actually teach you some chemistry.
you make it home and your mom isn’t home, as usual. she left some soup on the stove, you’ll probably order door dash again. you sprint up the stairs and get changed into your pyjamas. you keep rewatching the video you took of hollis. you feel like a creep, but you convince yourself it’s fine. his jawline is so sharp and pronounced. although his hair was all messed up and in his eyes, it still framed his face beautifully. he also smelt good, not like cologne, but he just smelt good. his own scent. it was like woody & musky with the tiniest hint of weed, but he just smelt amazing. you finally go off the video after staring at him for what feels like hours, then click onto instagram. you first go through everyone’s stories, you see loads of parties being planned since it’s spring break in 2 weeks. after scrolling through for a bit, you search up ‘hollis’, praying you’ll find something. but nope. nothing. you were sort of expecting nothing, since he doesn’t even look like he owns a phone. tomorrow you’ll ask him if he has any socials, so you can continue getting to know him not just through your chemistry lessons. you can’t stop thinking about him, but you know that you friends would literally slime you out if you tell them you think a nerd is hot. you’ll keep quiet for now, maybe you’ll just be friends, don’t jump to conclusions just yet.
your alarm wakes you up, and you’re actually excited for school. you stay in bed for a couple more minutes until your mom screams your name from the bottom of the stairs. you jump out of bed, put your clothes on, do a bit more makeup than usual, then go downstairs.
‘good morning doll, i know i promise i’d be home this weekend but im leaving today and ill only be back on tuesday, i hope that’s okay.’ your mom says, voice coming out a bit broken. you’re not entirely sure what your mom does for work, you just know that the longer she’s gone, the money she earns. your dad cheated on her while she was pregnant with you, so it’s always just been you & your mom, alone. you’re used to being alone in the house too, she’s been working like this since you were around 9 or 10 so you’ve always been independent. but it means you don’t have a great relationship with your mom. you can’t talk to her the way other kids talk to their mothers, but to you it’s just normal. you’ve never had anyone to speak to, so it doesn’t bother you. but it just means you get attached to people very quickly, and it’s hard for you to let go.
‘yeah.. that’s fine. can i have some money for door dash though?’ you rub your eyes and yawn, still half asleep.
‘we have plenty of food in the house angel, but okay.’ she kisses your forehead and puts some cash on the counter. ‘you know i don’t wanna live like this either, but it’s the only way i can make the money for you to go to college. i know you’re gonna make mommy so proud one day.’ she holds you close and places another kiss on your head. you melt into her touch, she doesn’t hug you often, so you savour every time she does.
‘i love you more baby, i’ll drop you off to school today.’
you smile, and your mom releases you from her arms. you grab your backpack, but you remember something. ‘wait mom, i forgot something upstairs.’ you sprint upstairs and rummage through your drawers, you find your old nike backpack. its plain black with a large white logo plastered on the front of it. your mom bought you a new DC bag, so you retired the nike one. you smile and fold it up, placing it into your own bag.
you run back down the stairs and your mom is already waiting in the car. you keep smiling at the thought of surprising hollis, even though you’ve spoken for a total of 40 minutes. but you just think it’s a sweet gesture, so he can stop stuffing all his papers into his pockets.
your mom drops you off to school and tells you to be careful when walking home as usual. you tell her you love her and close the car door shut, then start walking into school. you’re quietly scanning the halls, hoping you’ll find hollis anywhere but you can’t spot him. you have chemistry 3rd period, at least it isn’t last. the bell rings but you’re often late to your classes anyway. you get to your locker, grab the textbooks you need for the day & put the empty nike backpack into your locker.
your first 2 lessons were boring, you had english & maths. you meet you friends and sit at your lunch table, right in the middle of the cafeteria. you’re constantly scanning around, searching for that scrawny blonde boy but he’s literally no where.
‘yo, y/n, fucks wrong with you?’ one of the boys on your table screams. you just stare at him and he raises his eyebrows. ‘you gon answer me or..’
‘nothings wrong.’ you cut him off, staring down at your cafeteria food, but you’re put off now, you hate when people shout at you. ‘i’m going to the bathroom.’
you excuse yourself but you notice your best friend is quickly coming after you. you slow down so she can catch up and she puts her arm around you. ‘is everything okay? mom working late again?’ she asks calmly.
‘yeah.’ your voice cracks but you straighten yourself up and brush through your hair. ‘i’m fine though, just didn’t get a lot of sleep.’
‘you looked paranoid, what were you looking for back there?’ she stopped you two walking and she placed both her hands on your shoulders, getting you to look at her in the eyes. you stare for a second and part your mouth open, but no words come out. your friend is patient, she stays silent until you’re ready to give her an answer.
‘there’s this boy..’ you mumble. she barley catches your words but she thinks she heard you right.
‘boy? who?’ she tilts her head.
‘he’s in my chemistry. his names hollis. but don’t tell anyone-‘
‘hollis? the really tall skinny one with a bob?’ she cuts you off and widens her eyes, she’s shocked that you’re going insane over a quiet nerd. but she isn’t judging you.
‘yeah. he’s really sweet though, i was talking to him yesterday and i don’t know why i’m so obsessed with him, it’s like he put some fucking spell on me or something.’ you say quickly, trying to explain yourself praying that she won’t find you weird.
‘hey, woah, calm down. it’s okay. i’m not judging you, it’s okay, jesus.’ she grips your shoulders tight and gets behind you. she starts massaging you until you melt into her grasp. she walks you over to a bench and continues rubbing your back. ‘you don’t need to explain yourself for liking somebody, i don’t care who you like. but can i just say he does seem a bit weird..’ she goes quiet on the last few words but you just tut.
‘but he isn’t weird. he’s really nice and it’s horrible how people judge other people so fast.’
‘hey, i know. i’ve never spoken to the guy, but what makes him special? you’ve never been this wound up over any other guy.’
‘i don’t know.. i wish i knew but i just don’t.’ you stare at your hands in your lap, trying to think why you’re genuinely obsessing over him. do you see yourself in him? or is he just pretty?
‘well, you don’t need to know. maybe he’s your soulmate? your body knows but your mind doesn’t yet.’ your friend laughs, she’s always believed in manifestation & dumb stuff like that, but she might have a point this time. but you don’t like that idea.
‘maybe? i’ll try speaking to him again, we’ve got chemistry next.’ you stand up slowly, you friend follows. you guide her to your locker and she notices the spare bag.
‘what’s that for?’ she says, pointing at the backpack.
‘it’s for hollis, he doesn’t have one.’
‘woah, that’s nike bro. and that one’s pretty expensive..’ her eyes widen.
‘yeah, well i didn’t have any others.’ you fold the bag back up and place it back into yours, closing & locking your locker.
‘well damn, this hollis kid is lucky. you’re gonna be spoiling him.’
you roll your eyes and hit her playfully, grateful that she wasn’t entirely disgusted at you. you wave goodbye to her as you take her to her classroom, before making your way to your own room.
finally. chemistry. you walk into the room a bit scared, what if hollis isn’t in? you wait until you’re completely in the room to look around. and there he is. sat at his desk. alone.
you smile widely at yourself, he hasn’t looked up at you yet. you make your way over to him and take a seat next to him.
‘hey hollis.’ you say gently, he looks startled.
‘oh, hey y/n. i didn’t see you walk in.’ he smiles and puts his pencil down. you see a rough outline of what looks like a face, you watch him cover it up. you don’t say anything about it.
‘i was looking for you at break but i couldn’t see you anywhere, where do you sit?’
‘oh uh, well. like, it changes everyday really..’ he stutters and he looks uncomfortable.
‘why don’t you wanna tell me?’ you ask quietly, you instantly think he just sits in the bathroom.
‘well, under the stairs by the english classrooms..’ he replies, itching in between his eyebrows, you notice he does that when he’s no interested in the conversation, or when he’s awkward or embarrassed.
‘oh yeah i know what you’re talking about! that seems pretty cozy, but why do you sit there..?’ you try your hardest to not humiliate him, you’re only curious.
‘people always throw stuff at me when they see me sat alone. and it’s quiet under the stairs. i just draw.’ his gaze softens, he finally notices that you’re not trying to embarrass him, you’re actually being nice. he smiles to himself and brushes some of the hair out of his face, this is the clearest you’ve seen him.
‘that sucks, but i didn’t think you’re allowed to bring food down that corridor?’
‘yeah, you’re not. i just don’t eat.’
you tilt your head and go to say something, but nothing comes out.
after a moment, you finally find something to say. ‘why don’t you sit with me at lunch?’
he blinked hard, completely frozen. you wait for an answer, but you’re just staring at eachother.
‘yeah, if you don’t mind?’ he raises his eyebrows. why would you want to sit with him? he thinks to himself. he’s started to trust you a bit more now though.
‘of course i don’t mind! you’re much nicer than most of my friends anyway. oh yeah, and i got you something.’ you lean down off your chair to grab your backpack off the floor, you were 100% sure he was staring at your ass again, but you didn’t care. you get back up and his gaze instantly rises back up to your face. yep, he was staring. you unzip your bag and take the nike backpack out. you unfold it and shake it infront of his face.
‘look! now you won’t need to stuff all your drawings into your pockets!’ you hand the bag to him and his jaw quite literally, dropped. he takes the bag observes it like it’s a piece of artwork.
‘woah, for me?’ he asks, like a child on christmas.
‘yeah, for you.’ you couldn’t help but smile so hard, your cheeks started to hurt. he’s so adorable, his jaw is still practically on the floor and it’s so sweet.
‘thank you so so much, thank you thank you thank you!’ he exclaims, he opens his arms without thought but quickly sets them down, hoping you didn’t see.
‘you want a hug?’ you bring your chair a tiny bit closer to him, subtly enough for him to not notice.
he nods, you waste no time and bring your arms around him and he does the same to you. you hug around his back and he holds your waist. he smells so good. you close your eyes, and he holds your head until he pulls off you. his cheeks are red as you expected them to be. you share a smile with him and he smiles back before staring at the bag again.
‘i really don’t know what to say, but just thank you. thank you so much.’ he’s acting like you gave him the world, it’s so precious.
‘it’s not a lot hollis, but you’re welcome.’ you reply, placing a hand on his shoulder and rubbing him gently. he leans into your touch and it feels a lot more intimate than it should. you take your hand off him and he stares at you. he keeps changing what he looks at, first your eyes, then your eyebrows, then your nose, then your lips. his gaze stays put there. you’d love to kiss him right now, but you don’t think either of you want your first kiss to be in a chemistry lesson, although it would be quite fitting. you stare down at his lips too, just to create a bit of tension, you like teasing. you watch his lips slightly part and it looks like the perfect time for you to just bring your lips to his, but you don’t. you clear your throat and sit back into your chair, staring at the worksheet your teacher placed on your desk at the start of the lesson.
‘literally what does this even mean? what the fuck is a molar gas volume?’ you lift the sheet up and squint at the small letters printed all over it.
‘you need glasses?’ hollis asks, looking down at you.
‘what? no? i don’t think so anyway? i can see fine.’ you continue staring at the letters. they’re blurry, but when you look at hollis you can see him perfectly fine. all of his features, perfectly fine.
‘here.’ he takes his glasses off and passes them to you. they’re very thin. you take them off him and observe them for a second, fingerprints all over the lenses. you rub the glasses on your shirt to take the smudges off and then put them on. everything looks the same until he lifts the sheet up and puts it in front of you.
‘woah, the letters are so bold.’ you take the glasses off and put them back on again to see the difference, you really did need glasses.
‘you can have them if you want.’ hollis offers. you look at him through his glasses. ‘they suit you.’
you get a bit flustered, you’re sure you’ve went red. ‘thank you, but then how will you see?’
‘i’ve got another pair at home. you can have them.’ he ruffles his hair, but it’s not covering his face as much as it usually did.
‘well, thank you hollis.’ you reach down to your backpack and take your mirror out. you set it down on the table and you can see hollis watching you through out corner of your eye. you start brushing your fingers through your hair and analysing if the glasses really do suit you or not. you look at hollis and he was already staring at you. ‘do you wanna look at yourself?’ you tease, holding the mirror up to his face. he quickly covers himself and shakes his head. ‘hell no.’ he shouts through his hands, it comes out muffled though.
‘okay okay, sorry. you’re really pretty though.’ you say a bit too casually, you’re too scared to look at him now so you pretend to rummage through your bag, trying to pull something out to change the subject. you can see him tilt his head. ‘what did you say?’
‘i said you’re pretty.’ you don’t look up at him, but you know he’s bright red as always.
‘i thought boys were supposed to be handsome.’ he says quietly, but he’s flattered that you think he’s attractive.
you zip your bag up and eventually look at him. ‘yeah. some are handsome, some are cute. you’re pretty.’
‘thank you.. you’re really beautiful..’ he says shyly, hiding his face with his hair now.
‘you don’t need to keep hiding yourself, i literally just complimented you.’ you brush the hair out of his face until he’s completely revealed. he has freckles, you didn’t even notice before. you place a hand on his cheek and rub your thumb against his soft skin. he leans into your hand and he brings his face closer to yours. you keep teasing him and you feel awful. but you can’t kiss him in a high school chemistry lesson. you slowly start to pull your hand away and he pulls himself away too. there’s so much tension between you two and it’s killing you. your teacher gives you a time check, 20 minutes of the lesson left.
‘that won’t be enough for you to teach me anything, are you busy on saturday?’ you ask, with an idea in mind.
‘well, maybe you could come to my house & help me with whatever this is?’ you wave the sheet around before folding it into a paper airplane.
‘yeah, i don’t mind. i’d like that.’ hollis’ day just keeps getting better & better. he’s got butterflies and he can’t sit still.
‘do you have any socials so i can send you my address..?’ you really hope he does, but you question yourself after you ask.
‘yeah, pass me your phone.’ he points to your bag.
you take your phone, unlock it and hand it to him, letting him click onto whatever app he wants. you see him press instagram. thank god. he types his username in and follows himself. ‘thats me.’
‘great. i’ll text you.’ you smile.
‘i’ll be waiting.’ he smiles back.
you & hollis walk to lunch. you scan the room for an empty table you spot one. not too far from your usual table. you sit across from hollis and take your phone out, you wanted to show him some pictures of your cat. he folds his arms and leans on the table, waiting for you to turn the phone around. you spot your best friend and she gives you a big wave, you wave back. hollis turns around and quickly turns back to face you. you pass him your phone, it’s on a folder of pictures of your cat.
‘here. show me your favourite ones.’ you smile.
his face lights up, swiping through the pictures and his smile just grows bigger.
‘she doesn’t have one, i just call her cat.’
hollis continues to swipe through the folder, you’re admiring him silently until you lift your head and see the boys from your group walking over. your eyes meet your best friends & you shake your head at her, she shrugs her shoulders and mouths the words ‘i tried.’
around 7 boys sit all around hollis.
‘what are you doing y/n? abandoning us for this loser?’ one of them asks, tapping the back of hollis’ head.
‘don’t fucking touch him, all of you get lost.’ you slap the boy that hit hollis. he cups his face and stares at you in disbelief. ‘you’re so lucky you’re a girl.’ he yells.
‘what would you do huh?’ you tease, knowing that none of them would lay a finger on you. you look at hollis and he was already looking at you. he doesn’t look scared, he looks impressed for some reason.
‘i’m not fucking joking, all of you get lost now or you’re not coming to my party next friday.’ the boys quickly swarm and sprint back to their table.
‘i’m so fucking sorry, i didn’t know they were gonna do that, fucking assholes.’ you plead, placing your hand on hollis’ arm.
‘it’s okay, that slap was unreal, it literally echoed.’ hollis’ eyes widen, ‘i know not to get on your bad side.’ he laughs
you giggle too, ‘don’t worry, i wouldn’t slap you even if you deserved it. did he hurt you?’
‘nope, it was just a tap. he’s definitely hurt though.’
you giggle and rub his arm while he’s still holding your phone. ‘can you pass me my phone real quick?’
he nods and hands it back to you. you swipe off camera roll and go onto instagram and message your best friend.
- you: what the fuck was that?
- bsf: i swear i tried stopping them, they were gonna pour water over his head but i told them i wasn’t gonna give them a ride home if they did
- you: thats messed up, i’m deadass gonna do worse then slap them if they come over again. they fucking hit hollis for no reason
- bsf: yeah i saw, i hope he’s okay. anyway, how’s it going with him?
- you: he’s coming to my house on saturday !! and he loved the bag, and he gave me his glasses because apparently i needed them :p and we hugged bro !!
- bsf: ayee! everything’s going so fast!
- you: oh yeah, and it felt like we were so close to kissing too
- you: like, we kept looking at each others lips, and at one point i was actually debating going in for one. i wanted to kiss him so bad
- bsf: wtf! why didn’t you??
- you: maybe because i didn’t want our first kiss to be in a chemistry lesson? 😹 anyway, i’m gonna go now, text u later !
you lock your phone and set it down. ‘i’m sorry, i was just texting my friend.’
‘yeah, not all of it, i felt bad for looking so i stopped.’ you assume he didn’t see the part where you said you wanted to kiss him, but you can’t be too sure.
‘anyway.. i’m still so fucking sorry about them, they’re vile. i promise they won’t come over again.’ you can’t say it enough.
‘it’s okay, you don’t need to apologise, i know it wasn’t your fault.’ he puts his hand on top of yours and starts brushing his thumb over it. you stare at his hand, then up at his face. he’s looking at your hands.
the bell rings, lunch is over. one more lesson then you get to go home, but you hate pe, so you’re just gonna go home now.
‘what lesson do you have now?’ hollis asks, throwing his backpack over his shoulders, it’s very tight & high up on his back.
‘pe, but i’m going home.’ you walk over to him and lift his arms up, he just lets you do whatever you want to him, no questions asked. you loosen the straps of his bag entirely until it finally falls down to his lower back, looking much more natural.
‘haha, thanks, thats a lot better. and are you okay? why are you going home?’ he genuinely sounds concerned, you feel bad.
‘yeah i’m fine, i just hate pe.’ you reply, ‘what lesson do you have? i’ll walk you.’
‘computing, and it’s okay i can go myself, you go home.’ he pushes you playfully, you dramatically throw yourself across the corridor and he sprints after you, catching you as if you were actually going to fall. ‘fuck, don’t do that.’ he let’s go of you and places his hand on your shoulder. you start laughing hysterically, ‘you actually thought i was gonna fall?’
‘yeah, you should’ve seen the way you stumbled, it looked real.’
‘damn, i should get into acting then huh?’
‘anyway, i doubt you wanna be late, text me when you get home.’ you say teasingly, stepping backwards, eyes still fixed on his pretty face.
hollis rolls his eyes. ‘will do, see you on saturday.’
you want to start jumping up and down with happiness, but you need to contain yourself until you make it home. you go to the nurse, tell her you have an appointment but your mom forgot to call school, and she gives you a pass to go home. works every time. you step out of the school gates and you can’t stop smiling, it doesn’t feel real. it’s ironic, a popular girl going crazy for a quiet ‘nerdy’ boy. usually it’s the other way around.
you make it home. it’s quiet and empty as is usually is. but this time you see your cat sat on the stairs, as if she was waiting for you. you kick your shoes off, set your bag down and pet her ‘hey cat, you’re not usually awake at this time.’ you look down the hall to her food bowl, it isn’t there. you left it in the sink. ‘oh no cat, i forgot to feed you, i’m so sorry.’ you slide on the hardwood floor to the sink, dry the bowl speedily and put 2 pouches of wet food in instead of 1. you set the bowl down and pet cat, you set a licky treat on the side to give her later, hopefully you don’t forget that too.
you turn netflix on the tv, you like when your mom isn’t home because she usually doesn’t let you watch tv downstairs. but it does get quite lonely when she isn’t home, at least it’s practice for when you actually move out. you turn on a show you were watching earlier, but you go upstairs to get changed before you sit down. you put a black tank top on with plaid pyjama bottoms. you go back downstairs, cat finished all her food so you sit on the floor with her and feed her the treat. your phone pings, you’re hoping it’s hollis but you wait until cat finished her treat.
after what felt like hours, cat walks off since she finished her treat. you get up, throw the wrapper in the bin and hurry over to your phone. you leap onto the couch and lean against the arm rest. it was hollis.
- 2crush22: hey, walking home, thought i should text u
- you: it’s good you did, i was so bored lol
- you: i’m glad i went home, i was supposed to do dodgeball in pe
- 2crush22: i would’ve thought someone like you would enjoy dodgeball no?
- you: no i hate pe so much, not just dodgeball
- you: never enjoyed it, i hate getting sweaty its so gross
- 2crush22: i get u, im walking down an alley so i wont have any service, ill text u at home
you smile at your phone, you’re so excited for tomorrow. in the meantime, you tidy up. your house isn’t dirty, it’s just messy. you unload the dishwasher, wipe the counters down and sweep the floor. you’re sure hollis won’t care, but you wanna clean up anyway. your room is a mess, but you’ll get to that later. you keep checking your phone every couple minutes, praying he’s texted you. when he texts you, you’ll ask him where he lives. you fluff the couch pillows up and decide you wanna lay down upstairs. so you turn the tv off, turn all the lights off, close the curtains, check all the windows & doors are locked, then make your way upstairs. you’re in your room now. you stand in the doorway, thinking where you should start cleaning. you just grab a few clothes off the floor and put them into your laundry basket. then, your phone finally pings. you sigh with relief because you really didn’t want to clean your room right now.
- 2crush22: hey, i’m home now, sry for being boring earlier. i was reading thru our messages n i didn’t seem interested but i swr that’s not the case xD
- you: hii! don’t worry, i didn’t take it that way, what are you up to?
- 2crush22: not a lot, i’m probably gonna go get food w my dad then sit on my pc all nite, and you?
- you: i was gonna clean my room but then you texted me
- 2crush22: shit, i’m sorry i can leave u 2 it iyw
- you: nooo! don’t worry, i was glad you texted me, i really don’t wanna clean lmaooo
- 2crush22: gotcha, i don care abt a messy room btw, don’t feel like u gotta clean for me lmao
- you: i’d rather it be clean anyway ☺️
- 2crush22: just letting u know, what time u want me 2 come tmr btw?
- you: anything suits me. i’ll send u my address now
- 2crush22: dope, ur not too far from me actually
- 2crush22: ya, barley 20 minutes
- you: but you walk the opposite way home to me?
- 2crush22: yeah, idk but i just checked on google maps n it says ur a 17 minutes walking distance away from me
- you: ah well, that’s good though 🙂
- 2crush22: it sure is, i’ll start walking at like 11 if that’s ok w u?
- you: yeah that’s fine, im really excited 😁
- 2crush22: me 2 :) n i wanna say thank u for actual talking 2 me, u dk how happy uve made me
- you: aww of course ! you don’t need to thank me, i just wanted to be your friend ! i’m gonna go for a shower now so i won’t answer for a while, talk to you later 🫰
- 2crush22: talk 2 u later :)
you sit on the edge of your bed, rereading your messages. you’re so excited for tomorrow. you wanna finish cleaning your room before getting into the shower because it makes you feel more organised, so you grab all the remaining clothes off the floor & toss them into the laundry basket, then you wipe down your vanity, push all your makeup into your top drawer. you’re finally satisfied with your room, but you decide you want to change your bedsheets too. you take your pink stripy one’s off and put fresh white ones on. it seems more fitting to have a boy around & not have pink sheets. you grab a fresh pair of pyjamas out from your closet and head to the bathroom.
you click the door shut behind you, hanging up your towels and putting your clothes on the radiator so they’re warm when you get out. you turn the water on and stare at yourself in the mirror. you still have his glasses on, maybe they do really suit you. you take them off and fold them, placing them on top of your clothes. you start striping, placing your dirty clothes into the laundry basket on the floor. you take your underwear off, and you’re so wet. your underwear was literally drenched. you just stare down for a moment before tossing them into the basket too. is this what hollis did to you?
you get into the shower, the water was way too hot so you scurry to turn it colder. you start washing your hair, scrubbing the shampoo into your hair then rinsing it out, then applying your conditioner. while you wait for it to soak into your hair, you start cleaning your body. you then decide you wanna shave. just in case. you start with your legs, then your arms, then stomach, then down to your privates, making sure you shave every little hair off, you know, just incase. once you’re done, you exfoliate your whole body, then apply shower gel again, before rinsing the conditioner out of your hair and the gel off your body. you smell heavenly.
you step out the shower, wrap one towel around your body, and wrapping your hair in another one. you wipe the steam off the mirror and start patting yourself dry, checking if you’ve missed any spots while shaving. luckily, you didn’t. you put your pyjamas on and plug the hair dryer into the wall. you open the door to let the trapped heat leave the bathroom, the cold air from the rest of the house hit you quickly, it was very refreshing. you dry your hair, put your glasses back on and go back into your room. you hop into bed and check your notifications. 4 new messages from hollis, you smile and open instagram, clicking onto hollis’ chat.
- 2crush22: u still in the shower?
- 2crush22: thats prob a yes lol
- 2crush22: hopefully we can think of a name for cat when i meet her, how old is she?
- 2crush22: i’m hoping u didn’t drown, how long does it take to shower?
- you: hii! sorry i took so long lmao, i had to dry my hair too, cat is 4 months old 😸 and yeah, hopefully we’ll find a name for her !
- 2crush22: heyyy, u acc took ages i thought u blocked me or smth lmao, and dang cat is tiny, her name should be kitten instead
- you: i wouldn’t block you why would you think that ?? kitten is definitely more fitting but cat rolls off the tongue nicer 🙃
- 2crush22: idk, i didn’t want to think u would block me but i can never be too sure 🤷♀️, i’m prolly gonna go for a shower 2, but i won’t take as long as u did xD
- you: i’ll time you, starting now
- 2crush22: bet, i won’t be any longer than 5 minutes
- 2crush22: 📸 (hollis’ wet hair - you can see his back in the mirror. he has a white towel wrapped loosely around his waist and his back muscles are defined, his hair is dripping wet, it looks a bit wavy as if he’s scrunched it)
- you: woah, that was fast
- you: i should’ve believed you, and is your hair curly?
- 2crush22: idk, it’s weird, it’s not curly but it’s not completely straight either, i just brush it until it’s fully dry so it’s somewhat straight but if i don’t brush it, it goes sort of wavy like how it was in the pic
- you: you might actually have wavy hair then, i’ve got some curly hair products, maybe i could try them out on you?
- 2crush22: what would it do to my hair?
- you: quite literally just make it more curly/wavy, depends what your hair actually is.
- 2crush22: do u have curly hair?
- you: no, my mom does tho and she gives me the products she doesn’t likes
- 2crush22: ohh gotcha, ye u can try that stuff out on my hair :)
- you: i’m looking forward to it 😉 i’m probably gonna lay down and scroll on tiktok until i fall asleep
- 2crush22: i’ll leave u 2 it
- you: goodnight hollis, see you tomorrow
- goodnight y/n, see u tomorrow
thankfully, you screenshotted the photo hollis sent you earlier. holy shit, he’s not just pretty, he’s hot. he 100% has abs, it’s just a shame you couldn’t see them in the picture. you don’t think he noticed you could see his back in the mirror. this has only made you more excited to see him tomorrow, you won’t need to hold back from kissing him this time, if the time comes that is. you end up scrolling through tiktok for a bit, maybe for around 20 minutes until you get super tired. you set an alarm for 9am just in case you don’t wake up before then, you turn your light off and get comfy into bed. just as you’re about to drift to sleep, cat starts scratching at your door. you roll your eyes and tut. you get up slowly, steadying yourself and putting your arms out in front of you, making sure you don’t bump into anything. you open the door, let cat in and leave it cracked open a bit just incase she wants to leave. cat jumps onto your bed and lays right in the middle. you lay on the edge of your bed, eventually falling asleep.
saturday. finally. your alarm rings and you shudder awake. cat is still right in the middle of your bed and your leg is hanging off the bed. no clue how you didn’t fall off. you rub your eyes and reach over to your nightstand, grabbing you phone & glasses. you start slowly trying to move yourself deeper into bed but cat won’t budge. you finally accept that she won’t let you into bed so you roll onto the floor, bringing a blanket down with you. you swipe open your phone, 2 new messages from hollis.
- 2crush22: good morning y/n
- 2crush22: excited for ur chemistry tutoring?
- you: goodmorningggg, of course i’m excited !
- 2crush22: i’d assume so lol, i’m gonna get ready n eat some breakfast, i’ll lyk when i’m omw
- you: okay! see you soonnnn
you set your phone down, and get off the floor. you scoop cat off the bed, holding her in the same position she was sleeping in, then setting her on your chair, she’s completely unfazed. you brush the fur off from where she was sleeping and make your bed. you fluff the pillows out and lay all 4 of your blankets down. your bed looks so cozy, you wanna lay back in it, but you have to get ready. you turn on your diffuser and put a passion fruit scented essential oil in it. you open up your closet and look for something to wear, you don’t wanna do too much, but you don’t wanna look like a scruff either. you wanna be comfy, so you grab a plain blue tank top with some light grey joggers. you put on a black vs bra, with a matching thong. you know, just incase.
you put your clothes on and go downstairs, it’s 10:21am. you room is clean, the kitchen & living room is clean, so you’re sorted. hollis said he was gonna eat at home so you don’t bother making anything, it saves you more cleaning. you take a chocolate chip snack bar from the drawer and nibble on that while you walk around, trying to find something to do with yourself. you head back up to your room and it smells amazing. you spray on some deodorant & perfume. 11am rolls around.
you read the message and you let out a sigh of relief. finally. you scurry around the house for what feels like the 10th time to see if everything’s okay. you sprint up the stairs and your room is fine, you go into the bathroom and your underwear is right at the top of the laundry basket, completely on show. you quickly take them and dig them in deeper so they’re covered by your pyjama bottoms. you hear a knock at the door. you rush down the stairs to the front door, before opening it, you try catching your breath. you unlock the door and you’re met with hollis. ‘hey look, we’re matching.’ hollis says, pointing at your joggers. you look down at your own, then you look at his, eyes meeting his bulge for a few seconds before looking back up at his face. he noticed your stare.
‘yeah we are, what are the odds? anyway, come in.’ you step to the side to let hollis step inside
‘woah, this place is insane.’ hollis says, mouth wide open whole looking around.
‘i don’t know what to say haha, nothing really special.’ you reply, scratching the back of your head while closing & locking the door behind you.
‘compared to my place, this is practically a mansion. hey, you still have my glasses on.’ hollis points to your face.
‘i sure do, i can actually see now.’ you giggle, walking in front of hollis and beckoning him to the stairs. ‘come on, you wanna meet cat?’
‘hell yeah i do, thats the whole reason i’m here.’
you both laugh and you hop up the stairs, hollis following quickly behind you.
you step into your room and sit onto your bed. hollis walks in and looks around, looking at all the stuff on your shelves, then admiring the pictures of you & your friends around your mirror. ‘your room is so nice.’ hollis murmurs while he continues to take in every picture, before meeting cat on your chair.
‘oh my god it’s cat!’ hollis exclaims, kneeling down on the floor to be able to pet cat, whose curled up in a ball sleeping soundly. he starts petting her gently before she wakes up and makes a mrrph sound. he jolts his hand back.
‘is she mad at me?’ hollis looks up at you, scared.
‘have you never had a cat?’ you ask teasingly.
‘well, no. she isn’t mad. when she makes that noise that means you surprised her, don’t worry she doesn’t bite.’ you reply softly, feeling a bit bad for being sarcastic.
‘ahh gotcha. okay..’ he brings his hand back to cat, and she leans her head into his hand & starts purring.
‘she likes that, keep doing that.’ you say to him, he looks up at you for a moment but then goes back to staring at cat. you’re looking right at him, you dont know why, but you think it’s hot when he’s on his knees. for a few more minutes, you’re both sat in silence, the only sound being heard is the diffuser and cat purring. he finally gets up and sits on the bed next to you.
‘you ready for our chemistry lesson?’ hollis laughs, pushing his glasses up.
‘couldn’t be readier. i’m so excited to learn about atomic structure or whatever the fuck we’re doing.’ you giggle with hollis.
‘i’m gonna be so honest, i don’t even understand it fully. but i can actually help you if you really want me to..’
‘did you really think i invited you here to teach me?’ you cut hollis off while tilting your head, watching his expression change completely.
‘well, yeah actually..’ hollis whispers, confused & slightly embarrassed.
you both go quiet for a moment, just taking eachother in. you feel his breath pick up, he could probably guess why you invited him here because of the tension in chemistry, but he doesn’t want to jump to conclusions.
‘your hair finally isn’t in your face.’ you say, finally breaking the silence. you & hollis are about 6 inches away from eachothers faces.
‘you’re right.’ he replies. he doesn’t take his gaze off you even for a second. he keeps swapping between your eyes and your lips. the tension is insane. you didn’t want to do anything too early, but you can’t lose the chance once you have it.
‘i don’t understand why you’d hide anyway, you’re insanely pretty, and handsome.’ you place your hand in the gap between you two, hoping his hand finds yours, and it does. he stares down for a moment before looking back up at you again.
‘you’re so beautiful y/n, i’m nothing compared to you.’ he whispers, his voice breaks. he starts rubbing his thumb across your hand. you take your other hand and cup his cheek. praying he closes the gap between you, because you definitely don’t want to do it. you part your lips slightly, staring at hollis’ lips, then his eyes, then back down to his lips.
you watch him hesitate, he parts his own lips before quickly pressing them to yours. he brings his empty hand to the back of your head, grasping your hair gently. he pulls away but you smash your lips back into his. you hold his face with both hands, climbing into his lap. you’re straddling him now, he takes his hand out from your hair and holds your waist, his other hand behind him to support himself from falling back. you bring one of your hands to the back of his head, ruffling his soft hair. you eventually pull away to catch your breath, your eyes are still closed, but you can feel hollis staring at you. you open your eyes and your met with hollis’ needy eyes.
‘i’ve never done this before..’ hollis whines, while staring at you like a dumb puppy.
‘you’re really good holli, do you wanna carry on?’
hollis nods eagerly and brings his lips back to yours, you go gentler this time since you forgot he’s new to this. you didn’t want this to happen so fast, but you didn’t wanna lose the opportunity. you barley know him still, but he clearly wants it too if he’s kissing you back so hungrily. you start grinding against his hard bulge, you can feel it throb against your crotch. he stops kissing you but doesn’t take his lips off yours, his jaw just drops open and he whines quietly into your mouth. you then bring a hand down to his lap, palming him through his sweatpants. he pulls his face away from you and stares down at you rubbing him.
‘can i?’ you put a few fingers into his waistband and wait for his answer, confirming if you can pull them down or not.
‘i’ve never done- this before..’ hollis looked at you nervously.
‘it’s okay. we don’t have to-‘ you start to pull your hand out of his waistband but he holds your hand in place.
‘no- i want to, i just- i don’t know how..’ hollis whimpers as you continue palming him with your other hand.
‘we can take it slow, i’ll take care of you.’ you started to pull his sweatpants down all the way until they reached his ankles. he kicks them off completely and he’s left in only his boxers & a shirt. you push him gently so he’s laying on his back, but he leans on his elbows so he can keep his eyes on you. your eyes widened when you finally got a clearer look of his bulge, he’s big. you start rubbing him again through the thin fabric of his boxers and he starts whining. ‘can i take these off?’ you ask, looping a finger into the boxerband now. hollis nods eagerly again, you pull them down and throw them off the bed. his dick springs up and almost hits you in the face, he isn’t just big, he’s huge. you bring a hand to the base of his cock and your lips wrap around his tip. he hisses and bites his lip as you start swirling your tongue around him.
‘you don’t have to be quiet you know, it’s just me & you here’ you say in a mocking tone, you just wanna hear his hot whimpers. he throws his head back and his mouth swings open, he lets out a loud moan when you bring your lips to his needy tip again. you stroke up and down his hard dick while licking the tip, he’s very vocal. you still can’t get enough of his pretty voice so you start properly sucking him, bobbing your head up & down his length. he starts thrusting into your mouth softly, growing more overstimulated with every time you bring your mouth back up to the tip. you take your hand off him and start trying to pull your own sweatpants down, but it’s difficult with one hand. you eventually get them down to your ankles and you kick your legs about until they fall off. you’re left in just your underwear.
you take your mouth off him with a pop sound, climbing on top of him. you take your shirt off and unclip your bra. hollis stares at your body. ‘you’re so beautiful.’ he whispers. you help him take his shirt off, you’re both completely naked before eachother. you hold onto his shoulders and align his dick to your entrance, looking at his face for confirmation. he’s just staring down at your pussy meeting his dick while biting his lip hard, that’s all the confirmation you need. you slowly start to take him in, you both moan loudly. you roll your hips back & forth to help his dick slide deeper into you, he stretches you out perfectly. he grips onto your waist as you continue rolling your hips, eventually taking his whole length inside of you. you ride him consistently, you love watching his facial expressions, it’s clear he’s loving it.
he starts getting more vocal, whispering a few ‘fucks’ and ‘oh god’s here and there, but without warning, he flips you over so you’re now on your back and he’s fucking you in missionary. he grips your waist tightly as he thrusts into you hard. ‘oh fuck hollis..’ you yell with satisfaction, he feels amazing. he keeps swearing under his breath, until a final ‘shit i’m gonna cum-‘ leaves his pretty mouth. he’s smart enough to pull out, thank god. he cums hot & thick onto your stomach, you’re both whiny & breathless messes. he collapses on top of you before rolling over to lay beside you.
‘holy fuck.’ hollis groans. cum still leaking out of his pent up dick.
‘oh my god holli, i didn’t think you were that big.’ you whimper, entirely stretched out from his huge cock. hollis just giggles and takes the compliment. you scrape the cum off your stomach with 3 fingers and suck it all off ‘mm you taste good, i’m gonna need more of that.’ you tease, watching his dick throb. you roll over so you’re laying on top of hollis, your head burrows into his neck. you still can’t get over how good he smells. he holds your waist with one hand and scratches your back with another. you’re laying tangled together, completely naked. this feels more intimate than them actual sex. you didn’t cum. you were close to, but hollis stopped before going could finish. you don’t tell him though. maybe next time you guys arrange a ‘tutour session’, you’ll ask him to prioritise you.
you’re on the brink of passing out before hollis breaks the silence by saying, ‘so, you wanna learn about the atomic structure now?’ hollis thinks he’s hilarious, he literally goes weak from laughing.
‘shut up nerd.’ you laugh with him but just not as hard. you dig your face back into his neck and begin drifting off. hollis soon follows after, falling asleep while still holding you tight. cat jumps up into the bed too and snuggles up against hollis.
all 3 of you slept until around 6pm, you and hollis wake up together, weird how your bodies timed it perfectly. you rub your eyes and collapse back into hollis, he yawns and flips you over so he’s spooning you now. you stay laying for around 15 more minutes until you finally wake up.
‘that was refreshing don’t you think?’ you turn over to face hollis
‘for sure. even cat was with us.’ hollis lifts his arm up so you can see cat laying on the edge of the bed, tail laying across hollis’ stomach.
‘no way, she never sleeps on the edge when it’s just me.’ you say heartbroken, cat always takes the middle and doesn’t budge, maybe she likes hollis. it’s a sign that he’s got to be the one.
‘you wanna door dash?’ you ask hollis, knowing that you definitely want to.
‘i thought it was time for me to get going, it’s been like 7 hours.’
‘why don’t you just stay? my mom isn’t home until tuesday, plus it’s too dark for you to walk.’ you offer, praying he stays
‘i mean, id love to stay here, your bed is comfy as fuck.’ hollis grins, you’d enjoy his company too as it’s usually you alone at home.
hollis gets out of bed and passes you your joggers. he puts his own on but leaves his top off. he has a deep v-line and you were right, abs. his body glistened with sweat, it made him look mystical. he got back into bed and spooned you while you scrolled on your phone looking for a place to order from.
‘mcdonald’s, domino’s or chipotle?’ you ask, passing the phone to hollis but he doesn’t take it.
‘anything you want, y/n. just definitely not domino’s..’
you laugh, ‘mcdonald’s it is then.’
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