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the night before:

"Fuck, Anthony. Uhhh, Oh my God." Malaysia dragged her long acrylic nails down Anthony's back who was pounding hard and fast into Malaysia mercilessly.

Anthony groaned and lifted his body off of Malaysia, trying a different position, holding her waist tight and continuously pushing her body down on his dick creating immense pleasure for both her and Anthony.

"Fuck! Right there, right there, right there,ugh!" She moaned, her voice getting higher every second which was an indication of her approaching climax. The room was filled with grunting sounds, skin slapping together.

Anthony was close to his-well needed-release as he pounded faster into Malaysia. Soon she released all over him, moaning loudly ; almost pornstar like; while her body shook and jerked as Anthony kept pounding into her. As Anthony was about to come undone, he temporarily was in a different mindset. His thrusts became sloppy and soon he pulled out and started cumming all over Malaysia's stomach.

"C-ca, Fuck." He grunted under his breath while his jerking came to a slow speed, slowly draining him of cum. "Fuck." He grunted again. Soon enough he stopped, and looked at Malaysia. She was smirking at him.

"I know I got that good pussy baby." She said giggling, throwing her head back.  Anthony ignored her as he put his clothes back on.

"So..Anthonyyy" she said dragging his name.

"What?" Anthony asked as he finished putting on his clothes.

"We been fuckin' around for a while now.. And since you know, I don't fucks with any other nigga and you hopefully don't fuck with any bitch, it would be a good idea for you to be my nigga, make it exclusive, you know?" She played with her fingernails.

"No." Anthony said. He put his shoes on and grabbed his keys.

"What do you mean no? Anthony, then what are we. You keep on fucking around with me, playing with my feelings and shit. That's not right!" She whined.

"Who offered pussy? You, right? You offered to fuck while you know damn well we wasn't nothing. So don't play that 'I'm paying with your feelings' shit." He began to walk out her room door and she ran after him, not bothering to put anything on.

"Anthony, wait baby!!" He stood on her front porch and looked at her.

"I'm sorry I made you mad Papi." She stroked his cheek and he pulled away.

"Mhm."

"I'll see you tomorrow, okay? By- oh shit go, that's my parents pulling up." She ran back inside the house, shutting the door as her parents pulled up into her driveway. They got out, seeing Anthony walk off their porch sending him weird looks.

"Excuse me! Excuse me, who are you?" Her mother shouted.

He didn't answer as he walked to his car and drove off.

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The next day

Anthony POV:

I walked up to Cameron who was walking towards the school in the school parking lot. I decided to sneak up on him. I ran a bit to catch up to him and when I got close enough I started tip toeing behind him, making sure to walk like he was so it was harder to hear me walking behind him. Right when he was about walk inside the school building, I grabbed his shoulders.

"Boo!" I shouted. He screamed and jumped up, placing his hand over his heart. I started laughing and he turned around and gasped.

"That wasn't very nice of you, Anthony!!" He crossed his arms and frowned. I laughed.

"I know, that's why I did it."  I smirked at him. He huffed and began to walk inside the school.

"Wait, it's mad early." I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"But, it almost 15 minutes away from 8:00." He said.

"I know."

I began to pull him to a more secluded area around the back of the school.

He looked nervous, but he didn't say anything.

"Im not gonna murder you so chill." I laughed.

"I know that." He said, still sounding nervous.

"So why you sound like that?" I asked.

"Sound like what?"

"Like so nervous or scared. Nothing's gonna happen to you." I laughed, confused.

"I know, I trust you." He smiled. "Why are we here anyway?" He asked as I pulled out a cigarette from my pocket. I lit it up, and took a puff before blowing the smoke out.

"I don't know." And truth was, I really didn't know. Cameron began to look uncomfortable and was trying to turn his head away from me without me knowing, but it was clearly obvious.

"You good?" I asked him. He simply nodded his head.

"Is the smoke bothering you?"

He shrugged and still didn't face me.

"It's a yes or no question." I said.

Hesitantly, he nodded his head.

I put out the cigarette and put it back in my pocket.

"Well, you shoulda said something."

"Sorry."

"What did I tell you about that? Saying sorry for nothing?"

"To stop doing it." He whimpered.

"Exactly, so stop. Come on if you don't want to be late." I walked inside the school with Cameron following me.

Anthony

I was leaning against the locker next to Cameron's waiting for him to finish taking out his books. Whenever I was with or around him, I always got stares. My team mates haven't said much about it except for nosy ass Joshua. But they've all been acting different.

I took in Cameron's outfit which was a fitting Nike sweatshirt and some tight sweats. It's really crazy how much of a body he got on him. I mean, first off he's a dude. And secondly, he's a white male at that. No shade, but I never thought I'd see the day.

"So how you liking this school?" I asked, starting a conversation.

"Uh," he shut his locker, holding his books in his hands. "It's okay. I mean.. People still make fun of me but that's okay. I was expecting it." He smiled softly.

"Met anybody?" I asked. He shook his head.

"No. Well, besides you of course. But nobody talks to me."

"Oh."

He was about to say something until Malaysia's cut him off.

"Baabbyyy!" She ran over to me, grabbed my head and kissed me before I could even process what's going on.

I shoved her off of me.

"What?" I asked. She's starting to get annoying.

"What do you mean 'what' boy, don't play. Don't act like you didn't just bow down to this pussy not even 12 hours ago." She smirked, trying to sound seductive.

"But I didn't though. I just fucked you."

"Please, I had you moaning and all that. Stop fronting." She said, making sure to say it loud so that some people could hear. But I really don't give a fuck.

"Are you done?" I asked. She's wasting my time.

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She said. Before walking away she glanced next to me at Cameron. "What the fuck are you looking at faggot bitch? Turn around there's nothing for you to see." I looked at Cameron in time to catch him looking down at the ground.

"Yo, you need to fucking chill." I said taking a step towards her.

"Or what, bitch?" She said, smirking like she just said something cute.

"Call me bitch one more time, you'll fucking see."

She stared at me like she was thinking.

"Or what, bitch."

Without thinking, I grabbed her neck and slammed her into a nearby locker causing everyone to look at us and gasp.

"You think that shit's cute? Huh?"

She didn't say anything.

"Huh?"

She didn't say anything for a short while before biting her bottom lip and moaning. "No, papi, I'm sorry." She moaned. Fucking sick.

I dug my nails in the sides of her neck, causing her to shriek in pain.

"No, moan again bitch since you think that I'm playing. Go ahead, moan."

She didn't say anything as tears began to form in her eyes.

"So you either gonna say sorry to Cameron over there or we could stay here all fucking day. Got it?"

She didn't respond and I slammed her body on the locker again.

"Got it?!"

"Anthony, wait don't hurt her!" I felt Cameron tugging on my shirt. "Please." He tried to pull me away from her who's face began to turn red.

"Shut the fuck up." I shoved him off of me with my elbow and I heard him fall on the floor. Right now, it was the least of my worries. I was just so annoyed with Malaysia.

"Now if you don't want to die, you'll do what I say." I held her by her neck tighter. She began to hit on my shoulders, silently begging me to let her go. I only released my hand a little bit.

"I-I'm sorry Cameron." She said with a strained voice.

"I can't hear you, bitch."

"I'm sorry Cameron" she said in the best voice she could and I released her neck causing her to fall on the ground. When I turned around everyone was looking at me, but the person who I was looking for was long gone.

I searched for him all in the hallways, then finally found him in the bathroom. He was in a stall, sniffling, obviously crying. I knocked on the stall door.

"Cameron, you in here?"

Suddenly the sniffling sounds stopped, and I heard the sound of unsteady breathing. I kicked the door open and saw Cameron sitting on the toilet seat with his knees to his chest, tissue balled up in his hands.

"What's the problem? Come on, get out." I tried to grab his arm but he shook his head and jerked it away from me.

"What the fuck? What's your issue, huh?" He didn't answer, just kept sniffling.

"I asked you a question!" I banged my hand in the stall wall.

"Anthony, why!" He sobbed.

"Why is it that everyday you have to do SOMETHING?" He said the best as he could through his sobs.

"What the fuck do you mean everyday I have to do something? Yesterday you were complaining that I didn't defend you and now that I do it's 'everyday I have to do something' " I argued, feeling angrier.

"I said you didn't defend me! I didn't say that you could lay hands on somebody that didn't even touch you! That's not right, Anthony!"

"So you wanted me to stand there and let her call you a faggot and me a bitch?" I chuckled humorously. "Nah that's not how it works. You don't know me."

"You could've approached it a different way." He said.

"Approach it how?! Keep chatting so she could chat back? Huh? Thats fucking stupid."

"It still doesn't justify what you did, Anthony! You could have killed her."

"But I didn't though, right? So you could shut the fuck up."

"Anthony, why do you do this? Why?" He said quietly.

"Speak up, because you seem to have a whole lot to say now, but you can't defend your own damn self. You rely on other people to do it but want to get mad when they don't do it the way you wanted them to. Fuck out of here. I don't know why I even bother with you." I walked out the stall, making sure to slam the door on my way out.

Cameron POV

I was sitting on the steps waiting for my mom to pick me up. I was playing a game on my phone when I saw a familiar person out the corner of my eye. I looked to the side and saw Anthony walking to his car.

"Anthony!" I shouted as loud as my voice let me. He looked at me blankly then quickly adverted his eyes back to where he was walking, obviously ignoring me. He got in his car and drove off quickly.

Soon my mom came and we drove home.

Later on that night

It was 10:00 and I was laying on my bed, doing my homework when I got a text on my phone. I looked at the lock screen and it was a text from Anthony saying 'Come outside.'

Confused, I replied to the text.

'What?'

I saw that he read the text but he didn't reply. Quickly I put on some sweat shorts and a sweater and sneaked outside. My parents were in their room so hopefully I don't get caught.

When I got out of the apartment building, I saw Anthony standing there dressed in all black.

"Anthony." I walked up to him and he turned around. "Hey." I said.

He gave me a head nod and continued to stand there silently with his hands in his pockets.

"I-I'm sorry f-for today." I said, shivering. It's so cold out here. And I'm wearing short pants too.

"Why didn't you put nothing on, it's brick out here." He looked down on me.

"I-I was rushing-g I didn't want you to wait." I said, looking down.

"Come on, Cameron you could get sick." He shook his head. It was silent for a while before he spoke up again.

"I'm sorry again for today. I know I always apologize then do something again, but I'm trying."

"It's okay-y. I shouldn't b-be so picky when I c-can't even do anything for myself." I smiled genuinely.

"Nah, it's not okay. It's- hold on, come here because you're turning red." He took his hoodie off and told me to step in it. I looked at him funny, but he gave me the 'do it' look and I did. The sweater was long enough to cover my short legs. It's kind of embarrassing.

He pulls me into his arms providing extra warmth for me. I smiled.

"Once again, I'm sorry." The vibrations from his chest as he spoke made me blush.

"It's okay Anthony. I know you're trying. But I need you to apologize to that girl tomorrow."

"Nah, I'm not apologizing to her. I don't apologize to disrespectful people." He said. The way he said it made it clear that with any amount of pestering, he wasn't going to apologize.

I sighed and cuddled deeper into his chest.

"I like my outfit." I said. He laughed.

"Yeah, with that sweater skirt." He laughed.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked looking up at him.

"No." He looked back down at me. We just stared into each other's eyes for a while, my cheeks becoming hotter every second. He licked his lips as his eyes flickered down to my own. Out of a mocking habit, I licked my lips too. Before I knew it, Anthony's face was moving closer to mines. This is happening. This is really happening.

Within what felt like hours, his plump lips finally met with mine. And I can't even find the words to describe the feeling. It was a mixture of heat running through my body mixed with a feeling of dreaming. I've never been kissed before and this was absolutely amazing.

Our lips moved together slowly, me tilting my head in sync with Anthony. I grabbed his face with my hands and he placed his hands on my waist, rubbing and squeezing on it. I whimpered lightly into the kiss as Anthony's hands traveled to my lower back and closer to my back side. He pulled away for a milli second only to go back into it. I felt his tongue graze my lips and from all the romance novels I've read, I know that means they want you to open your mouth. So that's what I did, and he slipped his tongue inside of my mouth and let me tell you, all I can say is wow.

Wow, wow, wow. He rubbed his tongue against mines, exploring every single part of my mouth with his tongue. His hands finally found its way to my backside, squeezing the life out of it making me moan quietly.

He sucked on my tongue softly, making me whimper again at the new feeling. Soon after that we pulled away.

I was in a daze so I couldn't get any words out. Anthony though looked confused, aroused, but disgusted at the same time. He quickly walked away without saying a word to me and sped off in his car. I guess he didn't like it as much as I did. Embarrassed, confused, and sad I went back up to my room, took Anthony's sweater off of my legs and put it to the side. I just had my first kiss with someone who doesn't share mutual feelings. How great.

Anthony POV

What the fuck? I'm so fucking confused. Why did I kiss Cameron and why did I enjoy it? I've never kissed someone and it felt that good. But this is a fucking dude. I feel disgusted with myself that I even had the nerve to get turned on by it.

Now everything is gonna be awkward because my dumb ass just had to go a kiss a nigga.

I got in my bed and was drowned in my thoughts for like the 5000th time this school year.

As much as I felt disgusted and confused with myself, and as much as I'm questioning myself;

There's no doubt that I want to do it again.

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Yayy!!! Update. I said I was gonna update on either Saturday or Sunday and guess what? That's what I did. Yes it's late, but I didn't do my hw on Friday and I'm not even done yet lmao.


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