Burning Coldness

|MISSING HIS TOUCH|

Nathaniel pondered as he touch the cheek which Andrew brushed the tear off just seconds ago. Nathaniel was speechless feeling confused was definitely understatement, since it couldn’t even begin explaining how he felt at the moment. Not trusting his legs, he slid down the lockers, gazing in nothing in particular as he tried to process what has just happened.

“Nathan!” Harold called as he approached him. “Nathaniel!” Harold shouted in his face, trying to gain his attention.

“What are you yelling at?” he blinked at Harold, realizing just now that the guy was talking to him.

“Are you on your own? You look kind of flushed.” Harold crouched beside him, now worried about his best friend. Nathaniel didn’t see fine to him from his face.

“I’ve been better. Nothing to worry about.” Nathaniel managed to respond. After a moment of silence, Harold tried again, “Did you get physical contact with Andrew?” he asked him only half teasingly.

He didn’t want his best friend to get into a trouble just because of that jackass. Nathaniel shot him a quick glance, his cheeks reddening in the process. After a moments of awkwardness, “Sort of.” Knowing that Harold couldn’t even imagine how physical he got with Andrew.

“Come on, we have basketball practice, we have to change.” Nathaniel said deciding to cut the conversation out. He tried to push out the thoughts of his encounter with Andrew from his thoughts at least for now.

•••

Holy cow! Andrew thought when he saw a familiar smiley guy turning a corner and walking in his direction. He swiftly turned on his shoe, and hurriedly walked the opposite way. He wanted to sprint as far as possible, but that wouldn’t be appropriate for him, would it?

Hence, he had to settle for quick strides that would hopefully take him as far as possible from Nathaniel. Couple of turns later, he finally stopped. He waited of couple seconds to see if the blonde would find him. When he realized he was safe, he finally let out deep of breath relief and leaned on the wall.

He was avoiding Nathaniel these past few days. He couldn’t possibly confront him after what happened in the locker room. He was still shocked how he lost it with that guy. He himself couldn’t comprehend what came over him when he kissed Nathaniel. At one moment, he wanted to rip his throat out, and the next he was making out with him.

He only knew that he got fazed by Nathaniel’s perplexity. His beautiful scent and the warmth radiating off his body, took all self-control Nathaniel had. And he did the only thing that was on his mind these past couple of days. Andrew tilt his head at the memory trying to force it out of his head.

But no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get the warm, fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach. If he was a blushy person, he would have been crimson as kissing Nathaniel was brought to his mind. He never felt that around any girl, or any human being for that matter.

Could I be attracted to him? Andrew wondered as he reflected on the way his body betrayed him in the locker room. But I was never attracted to guys before and I hate him, he reasoned with himself. Maybe our mutual hate created some sort of s****l tension between us.

Loud chirping sound reminded him to hurry to his class. Damn that guy, now he even makes me late to class, Andrew snarled quietly, picking up his speed so he doesn’t get detention. That certainly wouldn’t be good for his image.

Andrew wasn’t the one who would back out of confrontation, but he had to gather his thoughts and figure out what is happening before he charge on, and put that guy in his place. However, he was aware of one thing: he had to find a way to resolve this situation with Nathaniel, and fast.

•••

“Nathaniel, wait me up!” Allyssa ran up to him as he was just to chase after Nathaniel.

He manage to avoid me again, Nathaniel groaned to himself as he saw brunet turning a corner in a haste. He turned around to greet his girlfriend. She pecked him softly and draped her arm around his shoulder while walking towards class.

“Nothing much, I just missed my boyfriend. You’ve been kind of distant these past few days.” she furrowed eyebrows as she peered at Nathaniel from the corner of her eyes.

Nathaniel chewed his lips anxiously as he responded, “I am doing well, and I’ve just been a bit overwhelmed with school, basket balling, and work in the coffee shop.”

“Are you sure, honey?” Ally asked as she stopped and squeezed his shoulders gently, lowering her head so he can look at her eyes.

“Yes, worrying won’t make any good of you.” he forced a reassuring smile at her, cupping up her face as he kissed her lovingly. Lump formed in Nathaniel’s throat as he responded to the kiss.

He couldn’t help but compare the kiss to the one with Andrew. He felt guilt settling itself even more in his stomach, Allyssa doesn’t deserve to be cheated on. He knew she really likes him, even loved him, but why was he then thinking about those soft, lush lips and the way they felt against him while kissing his girlfriend?

He was determined. Today is the day he will resolve everything with Andrew. He couldn’t go on like this. He had to ask him what was that kiss all about?

He didn’t know if kissing him was just another Andrew’s vicious schemes, and he certainly wasn’t sure about to be a victim one. No matter what, he will confront him today and either they’d bury the hatchet or just go back to hating each other. He didn’t want to hate Andrew, but that wasn’t certainly his own choice.

That guy could be certainly make anyone hate him, Nathaniel mused to himself. They briefly locked eyes during lunch, but Nathaniel knew he couldn’t approach him while he was surrounded by his friends. He had to catch him on his own if he wanted to resolve this once and for all. Plus, Nathaniel was already getting annoyed by the little tingles he felt when he saw Andrew.

The moment their eyes met in cafeteria, his heart rate picked up and washed over his body. Again, he got flashbacks of the kiss playing in his mind, making him even hotter. He had to break the gaze in order to compose himself.

This isn’t good. How can I confront him when only by looking at him across the room, he turns me into an incoherent mush? Nathaniel scolded himself mentally. Despite the brief set back during lunch, Nathaniel decided to suck it up and find Andrew. He looked for him for the rest of the day, but ended up not finding nowhere.

He’s really good at hiding himself. Nathaniel murmured as he briefly contemplated opening janitor’s closet to check for him, but he realized that no matter what Andrew Harriet wouldn’t hide in there. He groaned in frustration as he had to stop his search and go to the basketball practice.

I will catch you Andrew, you can’t hide from me. He promised to himself as he changed into his basketball uniform since their game was about to start any minutes from now.

“Isabelle, wait there!” he yelled after her across the field. She just finished cheering practice and was heading towards the locker room to change her soaked clothes.

She was surprised that he would talk to her. They weren’t really on the first basis. But despite that she was glad, she was always open to talking to such hot blokes. She scanned him as he approached her. A sheen of sweat coated exposed parts of his body. His legs and stomach looked perfect, his innocent face glistening in sweat.

Isabelle bit her lower lip as her eyes roamed all over his body, he was absolutely ravishing and she could imagine all sorts of dirty things she would to him.

“Hello, Nathaniel. How can I help you?” she said in her most flirty voice as he showed her crooked smile that could swipe any guy of his feet.

“Do you know where Andrew is?” he asked her.

“I don’t know where he has gone,” her face immediately feel and she disinterestedly added, “I have no idea where he is now.”

“Well, do you know where he lives, I have to talk to him at once.” Nathaniel asked, losing his patience, too. He was sick of chasing after Andrew.

“Yes, I do. But what do you need from him anyways?” she raised her eyebrow at him questioningly. She knew that two boys didn’t really like each other. Hell, that was an understatement, whenever Andrew looked at Nathaniel, he thought he would punch him in the gut.

Nathaniel realized Isabelle was kind of hard shell. He had to step up his game. Flashing his flirty smile, he then said, “I need to see him for our History Class, it is very important. Can’t you do me a favor?” Isabelle looked at his eyes as if contemplating if he was lying to her.

He took a long gulp from his water bottle while waiting for his response. Purposely, he let a few drops slide down beside his mouth and onto his chest creating a trail between his breasts. He peered at Isabelle from the corner of his eyes, who was attentively following those droplets.

“Now, what about that address?” he raised his eyebrows, letting her know he noticed his lecherous look.

She gulped hard nodding her head toward smirking Nathaniel.