twenty

"Come on," Zhan pulled me by my jumper, leading me round to the back of the West Building, where it was deserted, and pushed me up against the wall. I gasped as my back hit the bricks. It's been a week since I asked him to be my boyfriend, and every day for the past week, Zhan has found at least one moment in the day to have a quick make-out session. But today I sort of had this terrible feeling that I just couldn't shake.

"Zhan, what're you doing?" I felt my bag's strap slide down my shoulder, and I struggled to pull it back up so it wouldn't fall. I could feel Zhan bumping against my thigh each time he moved.

"What? No one's around. And I've been dying to do this all day." He grinned against my mouth before his hands found my hips and pushed themselves underneath the waistband of my jeans. I tried to object, but I was silenced by his lips on mine, and before I knew it, I was lost in his kiss as I lost my hands in his hair. I felt his hands slide lower until he was cupping my ass and pulling me up against him.

His mouth trailed down my jawline and he licked his way up and down my neck before sucking on my earlobe eagerly. My head lolled back against the wall as my eyelids slid shut, granting Zhan more access to my neck and he didn't hesitate in showing his thanks. I completely forgot about the world. Nothing else existed outside of Zhan's touch, and I never wanted to return to reality.

But all good things must end, I thought bitterly. Paranoia soon made itself known, with my eyes closed I Couldn't see if anyone had wandered into the area and spotted us making out. I had this horrible feeling that we were being watched though, but I couldn't find the sense to check. My thoughts couldn't travel far from the fact that Lee was biting my neck - and no, not like a vampire, like a fucking sexy god that knows exactly how to turn someone on.

Finally, I forced my eyes to open, and they quickly scammed the area in front of me. Luckily, no one was there. But that was until I angled my head to the right. My heart jumped in my chest, did a few panicked twirls before sinking down into my stomach and making me feel sick. I stood there in shock. whilst Zhan was continuing to grope me, obviously not having noticed we'd been caught.

I didn't know what else to do. It was my instant reaction to pull away, but I couldn't because I was pushed up against the wall. So I pushed Zhan away by the shoulders, and he stumbled back, almost ending up on his ass, but he balanced himself out in time. I was panting heavily; a mix between being aroused and being on the verge of a panic attack.

There, standing at the corner of the building with his eyes wide to where it almost looked unnatural, was Yu Bin. Fuck my shitty fucking life up the fucking arse, I shouted inside my head, only just holding myself back from screaming it out loud. This was a critical situation, this was a terrible situation. So what do I say?

"Hi Yu Bin,." oh, and I also waved. I waved. I just got caught making out with my best friend - who has a dick - and I waved! Who the fuck does that? Facepalm. Yu Bin didn't reply though. I don't even know what I expected him to say. But he just sort of furrowed his brows before turning and leaving. He just left. Without a word.

"Holy shit, Zhan!" I faced him with one helluva pissed off expression. I even think he stumbled back a little from the force of it. "Fuckin' careless! I told you not to do anything in school. Why do you never listen to me?"

"Okay, firstly, don't act like you weren't enjoying it, secondly, I love how this is automatically my fault. And thirdly, it's not even that much of a big deal!" He made large gestures with his hands to accompany his words.

"Not that much of a big deal? Zhan, Yu Bin just saw us make out! How is that not a big deal?" I screamed, and only afterwards realised I should probably keep my voice low in case someone walked by. Not that it would matter, the whole school probably knew by now. "He's gonna tell everybody. Fuck!"

"Come on, Yibo, this is Yu Bin we're talking about. He won't say a word. I will talk to him later and sort things out." I rolled my eyes at him. How could he be so damn calm about this? I really didn't need the entire school finding out I've been having it off with my best friend. I don't know what was worse, the entire school knowing, or my parents. It's not like I could choose one over the other anyway.

"How're you going to do that? Did you see his face? He looked fuckin' disgusted."

"Actually, he just looked surprised. You're making this worse than it actually is." I was about to have another bitch fit at him, but he held his hands up for telling me to shut up. "I said I'd sort it, Yibo. So just fuckin' chill out, take a breath and go to class." I eyed him with frustration, however, did as he told me, anyway. I stormed off to my next lesson without a backward glance.

When I walked into the classroom, I suddenly felt self-conscious. No one's eyes instantly landed on me as I entered. Thankfully, I guess that was good news.

But that still didn't ease my fear, and it only encouraged my fear as I saw Yu Bin slip into the room and take his seat at the back of class. I focused my sight on the front board. The teacher hadn't arrived yet, so everyone was gathered in groups, lounging around on the desks and talking loudly.

Zhan didn't have this class with me, which really sucked as I would've felt a lot better if he were here with me. I don't know why, but he suddenly seemed like he was my security blanket. I always wanted to have him around, but when I think about it, it's always been like that. If ever I felt scared or something terrible happened, Zhan would be the first person I'd go to. I wouldn't even have to think about it.

I didn't even notice that the chair beside me had become occupied, until someone nudged gently me and a soft, "Hey Yibo," was murmured by my ear. I almost jumped at the sound. I was so lost in thought. Turned my head just enough to see who was sitting next to me, and I was almost surprised I didn't tell by the voice.

"Hey Meng," I smiled with a playful wink. She brushed her fingers through her hair, ruffling her dark locks up a bit before sending a grin on my way. That made her eyes sparkle with glee. "You okay?" I asked her out of politeness.

"Yeah, bit tired. Can't wait for dinner. I hate mornings, always prefer the afternoon." She half-shrugged at the end of her sentence, then adding, "You?"

"Ah, come on, you're sitting next to me. This lesson can't be too bad," I winked again, cocking an eyebrow this time as well. "And yeah, I'm good. How can I not be?" I nodded towards her, biting my lip in a way that I hoped was subtle.