I quickly broke the eye contact and looked away proceeding to take out my pencils.
" So you are using water colour ?", he asked." No..I don't think water colour would w..work well with eyes. I'm using C..colour pencils.", I replied taking out four skin tone pencils, a black and brown pencil from my pouch." oh..I tried using colour pencils last year. But it didn't work well with me. I couldn't do the shading and mixing properly. Also the pencil quality was low. At last I gave up.", he sighed looking at the pencils in my hand. " Hmm..maybe I'll use oil paint. But will I be able to wonderfully copy down your Gorgeous blue eyes with oil paint ? I'm not sure."My heart skipped a beat at that. He had told me last day that my eyes are Gorgeous. He's again saying. Is he flirting with me ?" What's wrong ?", he asked as I fiddled with the pencils in my hand." Ahmm..mine is Faber Castel Poly..c..chromos pencils. It's q..quality is good. MaybeNate's POV" Mom..just let me sleep some more time..", I groaned and squirmed uncomfortably after yanking away the two hands which were shaking me harshly whilst yelling my name in my ear. " C'mon, wake the fuck up Nate ! And I'm not your Mom ! I'm Grace ! Your roommate ! " Oh ! It was Grace ? And I just called her Mom ?? I flickered my eyelids open to see Grace standing in front of me wearing a track suit with matching top, her hair in a ponytail and her hands akimbo as she stared down at me a bit annoyed. Oh ! She is also wearing sneakers. Did she decide to go for jogging ? But she isn't fat or anything. I tilted my eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the small bedside table. It showed 6 : 10 Am. Then I looked back at Grace, squeezing my sleepy eyes and blinking it at her to see her properly. " Are you going for j..jogging ?", I asked. " Yeah and you too." " Me ??", I asked in surprise.
As I was on my third lap, I saw the two girls who were jogging in front of me, looking amusedly at the side steps, their heads almost completely tilted. They were also murmuring something between each other. Curious, I tilted my head to the right and the sight I saw there almost knocked me down. Seriously, I stumbled forward and almost tripped and fell. Cause Ethan was there sitting in his earlier position itself, but now top less and was staring intently in my direction whilst fanning himself with his jersey, revealing his perfect body freely to all those people who were running around. He didn't look away even after he realized I caught him staring at me. It was then I realized, basically I was also staring at him. I had stopped in track a few moments ago and was looking at his tanned chest and his perfect pack of abs and muscles. I can't say I was comparing his body with that of Alex's. I wasn't doing that. I was just gawking at Ethan.
I knocked on Ethan's room door and waited for him to open the door. My heart had already started beating fast. I don't even know how I'm gonna survive the next one or two hours. The next moment the door opened and Ethan grabbed my wrist. But instead of pulling me inside, he stepped forward, hurriedly closed the door behind and then he was running dragging me along with him. " H..Hey..what's happening?", I asked in shock and surprise as he ran dragging me with him through the corridor. " Shh..just come with me.", he said. " Leave me ! Where the hell are you d..dragging me ?", I asked squirming and pulling my hand backward. " Oh C'mon..", he sighed, stopping. " We are going to watch the volleyball match. Come fast. Match might have already started." " V..Volleyball match ? But you told me to come for d..drawing my eyes.", I said yanking my hands away from his grip. " Yeah I just came to know evening th
I sit on the bleachers beside Ethan, watching the volleyball game. It's ten minutes since the match started and Ethan is cheering loudly for our team. The rival team is actually strong and they are playing zealously. The scores are going back and forth ever too often. But currently our boys are leading for one point. I agree It's actually kind of thrilling to watch the boys bat the ball back and forth over the net. But I wonder, doesn't it hurt their hands when they hit the ball with so much strength ? I can never play this game. Anyway it's fun to watch. Our team is wearing red sleeveless Jersey tops and the opponents are in blue similar ones. So it's colourful to eyes. And most of the guys has impressive biceps and nice veiny arms. Their sleeveless jerseys expose it freely to the viewers. I guess all these dorm girls are actually here to watch that. They are all giggling and cheering looking at the boys. Even some are cheering for their favourite play
"Finished ! ", Ethan finally says looking up at me whilst smiling. For the last two and a half hours he was drawing my eyes. Can you believe, he took TWO AND A HALF hours to finish the stupid drawing of my eyes ! Anyway I'm glad he at least finished now. Cause he was redrawing and redrawing. He was using the eraser more than the pencil. And after drawing for almost half an hour, he crumpled the paper and threw it away, making me baffled. Then he again started drawing. Then tore away the paper within the next five minutes. I instantly stood up from the chair saying, I'm going. But he grabbed my hands and promised me he will draw properly the next time. When I said I don't believe him, he gave me a drawing sheet and his pencils to draw his nose and lips for the next week's assignment, so that I can finish it by the time he finishes with my eyes. I at last sat down taking the sheet and pencils. Cause that way it won't become a waste
Ethan's POV I have my lamp on dim as I lie on my bed, waiting for sleep, my body turned completely towards the left where Michael is sleeping peacefully on Gavin's bed, his own previous bed. He has his beautiful almost ethereal face turned towards me, his right arm under his head, raising his face a little from the pillow, revealing to my eyes his perfect plump lips and long eyelashes resting on his pink cheeks. Wait, if I've to confess honestly, he was actually sleeping facing the other direction but after 11 PM, when he finally fell asleep, I slowly crawled out of my bed and carefully turned him, making him face my direction. Although I really wanted to lie beside him and hug him, I didn't do that cause he made me promise, I won't climb on his bed and then play octopus with him like I unconsciously did on our first night of encounter. Anyway glad I was at least able to turn him toward me without waking him up. Now it's almost 1 Am. I can see the
Nate's POV " Hey Nate, will you be coming for tomorrow's party ? ", Andrea asked me as we walked out of the chemistry lab, evening after the two hour's practical. " Party ?? What p..party ?", I asked clueless. " Oh..you didn't know ? Our volleyball team is throwing a party at Noah's house tomorrow cause they won the match.", She said. " Oh..your best friend?", I asked. " Yeah..", She nodded. " Ethan and Gavin will be coming. So you also will be there, right ?" " Ahmm..I didn't g..get any invitation.", I replied. " Oh..you don't get any special invitation for that. Just come. Everyone will be there.", She said. "Let me see.", I replied, although I had already decided I wasn't going. I have never been to this kind of parties yet. But I know what it'd be like. Just drinking and dancing like crazy to heavy raucous music. Isn't that what is called party ? I'm clearly not interested.
" Oh c'mon..it's gonna be fun ! ", Grace whined stomping her feet in front of me. I sighed and crossed my hands. " I said I'm not c..coming." " But why ? What are you gonna do sitting here ?", She asked annoyed.It's sometime since she is nagging me to go to the party happening at Noah Franklin's house. I've already decided I am not going and I'm not changing my decision. " I'll d..do something. I've homeworks.", I said. " Oh C'mon Nate, tomorrow is goddamn SATURDAY ! ", Grace groaned. I can't understand why she want to drag me there when I don't really want to go. "Grace, please...I don't want to g..go. I don't l..like parties. ", I said. " You don't like parties ?", she left a sigh. " Or is it because Ethan would be there ?" " No. Ethan has n..nothing to do about this. It is he who is ig..ignoring me. Not me.", I said. " You told him not to come in front of you.", Grace sai
Nate's POV Ethan has a proud smile on his lips as he looks at me from among the vast sea of graduates, sitting in front of me, wearing black robes and hats. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are beside Ethan and they also have wide smiles on their faces. I'm now standing on the dials of Westview's main auditorium, in front of the Mike, facing at least a three thousand people, including our principal, chief guests, staffs, my fellow graduates and their friends and family. And they are all looking at me confused as to why I suddenly paused my valedictorian speech without a proper conclusion. Yes, today I'm graduating from high school and I'm standing here on the stage, delivering a speech after becoming the Valedictorian of this year. Something I and all the others thought I would never be able to do. Or better something people made me think I would never be able to do. But today I proved to myself and to the other that it was a wrong conception. Of course I co
" Michael..", Ethan calls, shaking me by my shoulder as I almost drift into sleep. I open my eyes and see his face hovering over me. " Your parents are coming here evening. They want to have dinner with us.", he says. " Oh ! ", I gasp and shoot up from the bed, causing Eve to groan. I quickly give her a pillow to hug and slide out of the bed. " But they didn't tell me." " They were going to tell you when you handed me the phone.", he says. " Okay, so what are we d..doing ?", I ask. " They are planning for us to meet at some restaurant.", he says. " So after having dinner, they would r..return back ?", I ask. He nods. " So they are coming just for a dinner ? Why do they have to c..come now ? We had told them that we would come on v..vacation, right ?", I ask in surprise. " Yeah..but they want to see us now. They already booked ticket.", Ethan says scratching on his neck.
Nate's POV It's past 6 Am when Ethan pulls the car in through the gates of our house. We had started from hostel at 4, after our bit too courageous deed there. Ethan had been waiting for it since a long time and I too was waiting for him to do it to me. But he wouldn't ask me. So at last I decided to ask him on our birthday. I wanted our first time to be special and memorable and I'm damn sure this past night will remain in our memories forever. I know, If we got caught, we could have got dismissed from school without being able to write the last semester exams and it would have been a forever painful memory for both of us. But I knew no body would catch us as almost all the students had went home and only a very few were staying at hostel during study leave. And thankfully everyone in our nearby rooms had went home. Ethan pulls the car into the porch and unbuckles his seat belt whilst rubbing his sleep deprived eyes. He could only sle
My hands shook and my heart pounded away so hard in my chest that I thought I might perish right here and now from the simple sight of my angel lying naked underneath me on our small sweet bed in Dorm 69. This is the bed where we slept hugging each other tightly on the day we first met. I remember picking up a hyperventilating Michael from the bathroom that day and making him lie here on this bed. He was in a totally vulnerable state then. He was someone with a lot of fears and insecurities. But now he has changed a lot. He isn't that same boy anymore. As I looked at his gorgeous baby blue eyes and his equally gorgeous body, which he had given me to do whatever I wanted tonight, I felt my pulsing desire to make him fly to the highest reaches of heaven. I wanted to show him how desirable he was and how perfect he was to me and how hot he was. I watched fascinated as his slender body undulated underneath mine, his creamy skin flushed s
Ethan's POV Soft, cute, warm, nice, beautiful, comforting, baby blue, lovely, gorgeous these are a few of the many words that randomly pop into my mind as I lie back comfortably on the driver's seat with my head tilted a little to stare at Michael, lying beside me on the passenger seat, animatedly talking about his past birthdays, his baby blue eyes glowing beautifully under my car's dome light. " And then Ethan...I..", he pauses and tilts his head smiling at me. My heart melts on seeing his dimples and I stare at him awestruck. When he smiles at me like this I feel my entire being coming to a standstill. He then suddenly giggles, the most softest and cutest voice, which is like music to my ears. And the corners of his baby blue eyes crinkle making him look more cute. He simply takes my breathe away with those eyes and dimples of his. "Why are you looking at me like that ? " he asks, stopping his giggles as I keep on staring at h
4 Months and 2 weeks later Ethan's POV I feel uneasiness bubbling in the pit of my stomach as I park my car nearby Black Swan and unbuckle my seat belt. " What now Ethan ?", Michael asks me in a soft voice, unbuckling his own belt. " Baby, I feel sad...and also guilty.", I say. He sighs shaking his head. " I shouldn't have told you actually." " No..it's better you told.", I mumble, leaving a sigh. The thing is actually, tomorrow is June 7, our birthday. And currently it's Friday evening 4 : 35 Pm and we are in front of our usual cafe Black Swan. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are inside there and they are now gonna give me a small surprise birthday party. So to make things clear, none of them still knows Michael's birthday is also tomorrow. We haven't told them anything. The only people who knows we got switched at birth are Me, Michael, Michael's parents, his older sister and my Mot
" Really ? You don't know to r..ride a scooter.", Michael laughs looking at me whilst wearing the helmet. " I just haven't rode a scooter or motorcycle yet.", I say whilst patting on the leather seat of his Mom's scooter. She is now standing at the front doors along with his Dad, looking at us with a wide smile on her lips. " I thought I can r..ride sitting behind you. Now I've to give you a ride.", He laughs and climbs on the scooter, expertly pulling it out to the yard. " Okay, C'mon..climb on.", he squeals giving me a helmet. I take it and wear it before hoisting my legs over the scooter and mounting on the seat behind him. I don't know whether it was funny to watch me climbing on the scooter's back for the first time in my life, anyway both Michael's Dad and Mom laughs. Soon a growl escapes from the scooter's engine as Michael reach the handle bar and turn in slightly. " Mickey..ride slowly, okay ?", his Mom calls out as he revs up
Ethan's POV I feel like I just slept for five minutes when I wake up hearing knocks. And it's kinda dark inside the room. I take away Michael's arms and legs from my body and reach my hands to the switch board. He groans and buries his head into my chest as soon as I turn on the lights. Rubbing my eyes, I tilt my head to the left where a clock is sitting on the wall. It shows 5 : 50 Am. " Michael..get up. Your parents are knocking.", I whisper to him, shaking him slightly. He soon rolls around on his back and sits up rubbing his eyes. " Go, open the door.", I tell him. He nods, blinking his eyes twice or thrice, adjusting them to the lightening inside the room. Then he crawls out of the bed and walks to the doors, ruffling his hair while I quickly kick away the blanket from my feet and sits nicely on the edge. Like I expected, both his Dad and Mom are standing there as he opens the door. Both of them instantly turns their gazes to me and they look
Ethan finally pulls away and flips us over, making me lie on his chest. " Baby, are you still hiding something from me ?", he asks me, staring deep into my eyes with his beautiful brown orbs. I can't say 'No' or shake my head. " What are you still hiding, Michael ? Don't you trust me ?", he asks. " Yes..I trust you Ethan. M..my Dad and Mom knows I'm n..not their Son.", I let it out. He looks at me really surprised and I snuggle my head into the crook of his neck, letting out a whimper. He is silent for a few moments before his hands starts running slow soothing circles on my back. " How do you know baby ?", he asks. The gentle tone of his voice and his soothing hands doesn't help me keep the secret to myself. I practically let everything out.I start telling him about the blood group and he is surprised knowing there is such a thing. He tells me his Mom is also B+ve like him and his Dad is A+ve. So B+ve is possible for the