Forbidden Love M&J Part 1

One day in science class, I sat with my hands in my pockets.
Jordan, the boy next to me was paying me no attention, and I was kinda glad, cause I didn't want him to notice the bulge in my zipper.

But the teacher was paying attention to me. "Malik!" she called out. "Are you listening?!" Everyone stared at me, and I got nervous.

"Uhh..." I babbled, looking at Jordan. He looked at my pants, and his eyes got huge.

"What the FUCK?!" he shrieked. "What the hell are you doing?!!"

I was so embarrassed. I took my hands out of my pockets, got up, and stormed out the door.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? I thought, silently crying on the toilet in the stall. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!

Just then, I heard the bathroom door open. "Hello?" said a voice. "Malik!" I sat up straight when I realized who it was.

"What?" I replied, sniffling.

"Are you okay?" Jordan asked, standing outside the stall.

"No!" I cried, wiping my tears. My heart was beating extremely fast. "Just...leave me alone."

"Ms. Jones told me to come get you," he informed, pushing the stall door open. "Come on."

"No." I told him, closing the door. "Leave me alone!" I heard him sigh.

"Look," he firmly said, opening the door and walking into the stall. "I don't know what your problem is, but--" I stood up, and we stared each other in the eyes. I was totally mesmerized by his sexy hazel eyes, and my heart was beating uncontrollably. Without thinking, I grabbed him by the head, and kissed him passionately.

He quickly pushed away, staring at me with an eyebrow raised. "Dude!"

"I am SO sorry!" I cried. "I didn't mean to--" Suddenly, he grabbed me by the back of ny head, and kissed me back.

We stayed there for like a minute, until we heard someone walk in. He then pushed me away again, punching me in the face. I fell to the floor, hitting my head on the toilet.

"What the hell's wrong with you?!" he exclaimed, kicking me in the ribs. "Fuckin' faggot!"

I watched as he ran out the bathroom, and the other guy came up to me laughing. "Whoa!" he chuckled. "You just got KNOCKED OUT!" He took a picture with his iPhone, and left, laughing out loud.

When I got home, my mom was waiting at the door. "Oh, Malik!" she cried out, grabbing me. "What happened?!"

"Nothing," I lied, getting free of her grip. "I just...I got in a fight." Before she could speak, I walked past her and into the house. She followed after me.

"Malik!" she exclaimed. "What the hell do you mean 'you got in a fight'?! What HAPPENED?!"

"I don't wanna talk about it!" I said in a hushed voice, walking up the stairs.

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