All Boys Have Cooties (boyxboy)

Prolouge

I hate him. I hate him, simple as that. He causes nothing but trouble. And yet, for some god forsaken reason, I can't get him out of my head.

Hi, my name is Nolan Lansford, and you're probably wondering what the hell I'm ranting about.

His name is Tony Wendall, also known as the bane of my very existence.

I've known him since we were in diapers (our moms were on the same swim team in high school and had the crush on the same guy, so their mutual hatred turned into loving friendship but that's a story for a different time) so we've pretty much always been around each other.

And yet for as long as I can remember, we have never gotten along.

Nope, never. Not even with all those forced play dates and awkward events we've had to do together over the years and I've never been able to stand him.

He's cocky, annoying, egotistical, a know-it-all, and unfortunately sexy as hell.

Yeah yeah, I have a crush on my worst enemy, cliche I know. But it'll never go anywhere! He hates me as much as I hate him and besides, all boys have cooties.