I AM HIS OBSESSION (He can't let me go)

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Summary

He's a cliche badboy, a leather jacket, a motorbike all girls drooling over him. Alec Martinez He's the normal kid. Not popular and neither is he the nerd. Kim Jay Zachary. "You can't get into my pants, jerk." I sneered but he smirked making more furious than I was. "I will not only get into your pants, kitten." He said getting so close invading my personal space. His breath fanned my face and his hazel eyes never left mine. "I will get to your heart." Boy×boy LGBT Warning: The characters and places in this work are fictional.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
2
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Chapter 1🌻

Kim Jay Zachary



I was losing my breathe from all the jogging I had been making for the past thirty minutes. You can say I am lazy because, technically, I had been walking the whole time but still felt tired.




Tomorrow was the first day of school after the short summer holiday we had just had. Everyone else could be excited to meet with their friends but not me! I had only one friend, Avery Madison, my blonde beauty but from when I got to know her, she would never report to school on the first day.



We had been bestfriends since pre-school. We had lots of stuff in common, from being reckless, to being careless, to being reckless,to being careless, the list went on.



We were neither popular at School nor the nerds so we lay somewhere in between.



I dragged my legs back home listening to my music humming to the beat not minding who I walked by or who walked by me.



I entered the house and heard mom talking on the phone, she could do that for the whole day and not wanting to get into her way, I went back to my room.




My family life was miserable. I don't know what to call it because it's indescribable. My mother came home once a month but even then, she would make phone calls till the day she would be leaving and my father, only came home for Christmas.




I used to be sad but with time, I got along with the life.



Okay, any other teenager who had their parents away all day would throw parties but I well, I was no any other teenager. I spent most of my time sleeping or listening to my music and writing down songs I knew I would never sing to anyone apart from obviously Kim.



Once I was in my room, I took a shower to get rid of the sweat. I let the cold water run down my body as I closed my eyes to suppress the best feeling.


Once I was done, I stood in front of my mirror looking at myself from head to feet.



My orange hair, that covered my forehead.



My slim waist, no 6 pack but just two developing under my ribs. Better than nothing.


Generally, I was neither skinny nor fat or even having a built body just normal like everything else about me. Normal.



I was generally satisfied with everything about myself. My life was normal and I loved the normal I was living because we all have different ways to define Normal. But this was my normal.



Before I could get on with checking myself out, I heard a knock on the door. "Coming." I yelled knowing it was mom.



Once I had opened the door, she looked at me apologetically and I knew what was coming next, I am sorry yada yada yada I am leaving blah blah and she did it " I am so sorry honey, but I have to leave tomorrow morning because...."




"It's fine mom, your clients need you." I said.



"Thanks for understanding." I wonder how she didn't hear the sarcasm dripping from my voice. "I will leave tomorrow early in the morning, so might as well what to hug me bye now." She said cheerfully.




This happened every month of every year so I was used. I hugged her and went straight to bed after that.



Well, I guess I then had to wait for school the following day.