Pure Attraction

Chapter 5

I hear someone shout my name as I walked out of the school to wait for the van.

I swear, everyone just loves to call me from afar these days.

"Paradice!" The person shouts again. I turn around and see Mr. Nike running towards me.

What the hell?

I stop and wait for him to catch up with me. He grins. "I've got a question for you, Par," I raise an eyebrow as we both walk to the guard house. "Shoot," I say. We put our bags down - next to each other if I may add - and I lean against the wall.

"Why are guys so easily horny?" He asks and I almost choke on my own saliva. "W-What?" I stutter, making sure that my ears do not deceive me.

He shrugs and crosses his arms. "I mean, take the van driver for instance. He is always late and I'm sure that it is because he always does his business before coming here to pick us up - if you know what I mean." He wiggles his eyebrows and laughs.

I chuckle and shake my head. "Well, ask yourself that. You're a guy," I say and wave at Ray as she walks past me. But before she walks out the gate, she pulls me with her until we are a good distance away from Mr. Nike. She looks around before staring into my eyes. "Take the chance and ask him out," She orders boldly.

My eyes widen. "What? No! I just knew his name a couple of days ago. Like hell I'm going to ask him on a date," I exclaim and adjust my glasses. She rolls her eyes. "C'mon, Par. I know eventually you are going to like that guy," She states.

This time, it is me who rolls her eyes. "No I am not. I just think he's cute. That's all," I emphasise the last two words. She puts her hands up in the air, giving up. "Alright. Have it your way. But remember Par, when you have the chance, grab it. I rather see you go all 'oh my god, I can't believe I did that' instead of 'fuck, I knew I should've done that'," She advises as we both hear a loud horn.

"It's your dad. You better go," I say and push her out of the gate. "Fine. Text me when you get home," She yells as she walks towards the car. "Will do!" I yell back.

"God, you two are seriously like a lesbian couple." I hear Mr. Nike say behind me. "Well," I turn around to face him and cross my arms. "This is what we call 'besties', Austin. You should try it sometime," I say with a laugh. I also just realised that this is sort of the first time I officially use his name in a sentence, minus the sudden blurt out incident last week, of course.

The corner of his lips turn upwards. "So about that question." He brings up the topic again. Damn, I thought he's forgotten about it. I roll my eyes. "I don't know. Maybe it's because of the fact that guy always love to masturbate and don't even dare to ask me why are they addicted to it." I jab my finger to his chest as we lock eyes.

When I thought it wasn't possible, his grin grows wider. "Why?" He challenges. I mentally slap myself. "It's like taking drugs. When you realised how great it feels, you always want more," I explain, not really knowing how I am able to answer his weird questions with a straight face.

Austin laughs. "So let me get this straight, you realised how great it feels, that's why you understand all of this?" My eyes widen at the misunderstanding. "What the hell? No! I thought we were talking generally. Guys, I mean," I defend myself.

It's because the feeling that I just described is somewhat like the feeling that I have towards you, I comment in my mind.

"So you are telling me that generally, guys like having sex more than girls?" He crooks an eyebrow, twisting my own words.