Held By Glue, Ch.4

“Mmm… the movie already over?” I hear Alex mumble as he shifts around a little bit on the pillows, waking me up. I open my eyes and look at him. His eyes are still closed as he nuzzles his warm nose against my neck, making me chuckle.

“The movie ended hours ago,” I whisper, absent-mindedly stroking Alex’s upper arm.

“Sorry for falling asleep,” Alex says, resting his head against my shoulder. “I tend to do that almost every time I watch a movie.”

“It’s okay,” I assure him and place a small kiss in his hair. This is something I have been dreaming of for so long. Simple, cosy and loving moments with that one special person I love. “Do you want to move to the bed?” I wonder and Alex immediately shakes his head in response.

“I like it this way,” Alex tells me, making me smile.

I’m glad he doesn’t want to move to the bed, because I really, really like this as well. “We better go back to sleep,” I tell him. “We’ve got school tomorrow,” I say and close my eyes for a few seconds. I wish we didn’t have to go back to school. It’s a place that I started to hate. A place that hurt Alex. “Sweet dreams, sweetie,” I mumble and kiss his hair again.

“You too, Jacky-boy,” Alex replies and moves his head from my shoulder to my chest.

***

I hate Mondays. I think 99% of the population does too, but I have an extra reason: I don’t have any class with Alex on Monday which sucks big ass.

“I’ll see you at lunch,” I say and let go of Alex’s hand.

“Bye, Jack.” Alex smiles and quickly nuzzles his nose against mine. I have gotten really fond of this nose nuzzling. It’s sort of like we’re Eskimos because they kiss like that too. It makes me giggle out loud when I think of Alex as an Eskimo and a few kids from my class send me weird looks. I sigh, shaking my head and sit down on my regular spot. But then the promise I made to Alex comes into mind. I promised him that I would do something about the monster that most people like to call our Biology teacher. I better do that now, before it’s too late to be doing something about it. I get back up and walk out of the classroom.

“Excuse me, Miss?” I ask the lady at the school reception. “Is it possible to talk to the headmaster?” I question. I don’t know who else I could turn to. I’ve heard that he’s an ass, but it’s always worth the try, I guess.

“I’ll check if he has the time to receive someone right now,” the woman answers and gets off her chair. She returns a short minute later and nods. “It’s alright, you can go in,” she tells me and points at the door.

“Thank you,” I say and walk through the small corridor, until I have reached the headmaster’s office. I knock the wooden door and wait until he opens the door or says that I can enter.

“Come in,” I hear him say and then I open the door.

“Good morning, sir,” I say politely. You never know that some ass-kissing might help.

“Good morning,” the headmaster replies and sends me a small smile. “What brings you here?” he asks.

“Well… uhm, I have a little problem. Well actually me and my boyfriend,” I start, feeling a little bit uncomfortable. The headmaster’s staring at me and it makes me beyond nervous. “Friday, during Biology class, Mrs. Williams offended the both of us because of our sexuality and then she said something really cruel about Alex’s previous boyfriend, who passed away a couple of moths ago,” I explain and I really hope he understands.

“I see,” the headmaster replies and nods, still staring at me. “Have you tried talking to her, I’m sure she didn’t mean what she said. Or maybe you understood her wrong,” he suggests.

“No,” I say, shaking my head. “I know what I’ve heard and that woman certainly isn’t feeling sorry. I tried talking to her, but she just ignored me.”

The headmaster sighs and stays silent for a little while. “I’ll talk to her about it and hear to her side of the story, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to do that much for you” he eventually says. What? That’s bullshit! I’m sure he can do something about this situation, this is his school.

“Why not? The things she said were cruel and discriminating! I thought you were supposed to care about the students in your school,” I snap at the man in front of me, starting to get angry. This is not fair at all. I want Mrs. Williams to apologize, at least. It’s that or I won’t step a foot inside her classroom again. “What she did was wrong. You need to do something about it!” I tell him, but he just shakes his head.

“Things aren’t as simple as you think they are,” the headmaster answers, giving me an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. But I’m sure something like this won’t happen again. I think you better go to class now. The lessons already started ten minutes ago.”

***

“Is there something wrong?” Alex questions during lunch. I have barely spoken ten words in the past five minutes, because I’m still majorly pissed about my visit to the headmaster.

“Why are some things in life so unfair?” I ask, letting out a long sigh. Alex sighs too and leans his head against mine.

“I don’t know,” he says, lazily playing with my fingers. “I’ve wondered about that before. Never found an answer,” he says. “And what’s so unfair that you ask me?” he adds, giving me a questioning look.

“I went to the headmaster,” I answer, biting my lower lip. “And I told him what happened during Biology the other day,” I explain. I hope he doesn’t get mad at me for taking action without him. I should’ve told him that I was going to talk to the headmaster.

“What did he say?”

I tell Alex everything that has been said in the headmaster’s office and I can see his facial expression transforming from happy to gloomy as I’m speaking. I hate to see him like that.

“This school sucks.” Alex sighs, closing his eyes. “And I never want to be in the same room as Mrs. Williams again,” he says, opening his eyes again. This time they’re full of anger.

“I know, Lex,” I whisper, giving Alex’s hand a soft squeeze. “Me neither.”

“But let’s not think about that now. We still got five minutes before we have to get back to class. I want to enjoy those five minutes,” I tell Alex with a smile and rub my nose against his.

“Which class do you have now?” Alex asks me as I pull away again.

“History,” I answer. “Easy peasy,” I add with a grin.

“I want History too. I’ve got Physics and I hate that. I don’t understand a goddamn thing of it.” Alex pouts, putting his empty lunch box in his backpack. It’s really good to see that he’s eating again, without me having to force him to do it.

“I can try to help you with that, if you want. I’m not really good at it, but not that bad either, so we can give it a shot,” I suggest, looking at him.

Alex smiles and nods. “That would be great. I could use any help,” he says and then I lift his hand up to my mouth and place a soft kiss on it.

“What did I do to deserve that?” Alex wonders out loud, smiling brightly.

“You smiled.” I grin and kiss his hand again. I am so in love with that smile of his. I think I am getting addicted to it.

“Cheese head.” Alex laughs and kisses my cheek.

I’m not a cheese head. It’s Alex’s fault I’m acting like a complete lovesick dork. It’s just too irresistible not to treat him like a princess. Or prince. Whatever.

***

“But… how do you know that?” Alex asks me for about the thousandth time. It’s Wednesday afternoon, we’re sitting on his bed and I’m trying to help him with his Physics homework. But not with much of a result. I’ve explained him the first exercise three times already and he still doesn’t get it.

“It’s said in the problem,” I tell Alex, pointing at the exercise in his course book. “See. It says that the bike is going twelve miles per hour. And he drives six miles, so that means he has driven half an hour,” I explain. “You understand that, don’t you?” I ask and I really hope he does, because this really is the simplest of things.

Alex nods slowly as he looks at all the numbers I have written down on a piece of paper.

“Well, if you know how fast it is driving and for how long, you can calculate its acceleration. Do you remember the formula for that?” I question, looking at Alex. I can see him doing his best to remember the formula and I’m sure it’s somewhere in that pretty head of his, so I let him think.

“Speed divided by time?” Alex asks in an uncertain voice.

I crack a large smile and nod. “Fantastic,” I say. “Now all you have to do is take your calculator and insert the division,” I tell Alex and hand over the calculator.

Alex quickly calculates it and writes his answer down. “I think I get it now. Actually it’s just a stupid formula,” he states and then snorts through his nose, putting his pen down.

I let out a soft chuckle and nod. “But you did it, so I’m proud of you,” I tell him with a smile, looking straight into his honey brown eyes.

Alex stares at me for a little while, not blinking once. Then he slowly moves his face closer to mine, so that our lips are almost touching. I can feel his hot breath against my lips and it drives me crazy. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long and I can’t believe this is really going to happen. His eyes flutter shut and with one small movement, his lips connect with mine. I close my eyes as well and enjoy the feeling of being kissed. Of being kissed by Alex. It feels so good, better than I ever could’ve imagined. But before I can think too much about it, Alex pulls away again. He looks at me, an uncertain look clouding his eyes.

I don’t say a word and just press my lips against Alex’s again, wanting to taste him again. I suck on his lower lip and I think he likes it, because he puts one of his hands on the back of my head, pushing our lips even harder together. This is what heaven must taste like. Sweet and unique. I would love to feel his tongue against mine, but I’m not sure if he wants that, so I decide to keep the kiss lips against lips. When I pull away again, he’s smiling the most gorgeous smile I have ever seen from him. That is what I aim for in my life. That smile. I just can’t get enough of it.