Andy's P.O.V

"Get in! We're gonna be late!" Emily shouts from her car as she pushes the door open for me. I quickly rush into the car and she speeds off before I can completely close the door.

"We wouldn't be late if you would just wake up on time." I complain as I open my book.

"We both know I will never wake up on time, but it wasn't my fault this time." She says with a grunt, I frown in confusion.

"It was mine!" David exclaims popping his head between our seats, causing Emily to swerve.

"Oh my God!" I exclaim, clutching my chest and the side handle of my car door.

"David what have I told you about your energy levels in the morning?" Emily says annoyed.

"To tone it down." He responds sinking into his seat like a wounded puppy.

"I'm here too." I look around my seat to see Nate sitting comfortably with a smile.

"Are you like a taxi now or something?" I ask Emily in surprise, knowing that she hated anyone in her car. 

"It wasn't my decision, David showed up at my house along with that thing and I had no choice." She responds angrily.

"I have a name." Nate pipes in.

"Do you really want to test me Smith?" She asks in a seriously scary voice, "just because Andy forgave you doesn't mean I will. Watch.Your.Back." She finishes slowly. 

I check on Nate, his face seems pale and lifeless. Emily could be extremely scary when she got serious and I pitied the person on the other side of her wrath and right now that person was Nate.

Not after long we arrived in school and all eyes were plastered on the four of us as we walked towards the school. We were together a lot during school but this was the first time we were arriving to school together. It felt like one of those movie scenes, when they walk through the halls with their 'squad', it was strange but I liked it. 

David dragged a reluctant Emily away and I was left with Nate.

It was the first time Nate and I were alone together since we made up, before we would talk effortlessly for hours, but now it felt strange and awkward. 

"No book today?" He asks breaking the silence.

"It's in my bag, have you finished yours?" I ask as we start walking.

"Nah, I'm taking my time with it, focusing on the details." He replies seriously.

"You become so intense when you talk about tattoos."

"Because it's what I love," he responds passionately," you love your books and I love my tattoos. If I had more skin I'd have more tattoos." He states as we stop at his locker.

"That would make you look even scarier." 

"I don't look scary, I look expressive." He responds.

"Keep telling yourself that and maybe one day it'll come true." I reply as he grabs a snack from his locker, I frown in confusion and peep my head inside.

"What the hell Nate." I say as I looked inside of his locker in shock.

 This wasn't a locker, it was a kitchen. There were rows of different snacks, a stack of gums, some drinks and more. They were all laid out neatly and there was even a little bottle opener hanging on the side.

"Is that tomato sauce?", he nods. "Why the hell would you have tomato sauce?"

"For my apples." 

"No......you....do you eat apples..... with tomato sauce?" I ask cautiously and he nods again.

"That's just wrong Nate. That is so so wrong." I say in disgust, shaking my head trying not to imagine the taste.

"Yeah whatever." He says before shutting the locker. The bell rings and the shuffling of shoes echos through the hallways.

We make our way to our first class, Chemistry.....shoot me now.

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We were doing yet another lab today and I just so happened to be paired with Nate. I've noticed that even though Nate doesn't listen in class, at all. He always did well in his classes, how? I had no idea. 

"Okay so next just pour sample B into the measuring cup which should already have your solution." My teacher, Mr.Walker, says as he walks around the class.

(I don't do chem, excuse my poor Science lingo)

"Hey Andy, you want to have a little fun?" Nate asks with a devious smirk.

"No. I do not want to have a little fun. Nate don't do anything stupid." I warn.

"Come on, live a little love!" He whispers back with mischief sparkling in his eyes. 

Despite my pleas and my attempts to stop him, he picks up a tube labelled SAMPLE Z and pours it into our measuring cup. I step back expecting an explosion, but nothing happens. I glance at Nate who's smirk grows wider by the secound, he was oozing with anticipation.

"I don't think anything is go-" 

Foam pours out the measuring cup like a dam that just broke. It spreads like wildfire all over the surface of our table and I panic as I hear the gasps from all over the lab. Nate laughs like some sort of evil scientist which just makes me more nervous.

"Mr.Smith and Ms.Christopher! What are you doing?" Mr. Walker yells from the front of the class. I quickly pick up the measuring cup praying it wouldn't burn off my skin and dump it in sink. 

"No Andy you can't." Nate tries to say between laughs but I ignore him and turn the tap on as high it could possibly go. 

The foam stops momentarily, but immediately starts spreading again, only this time it's 100 times worse. I cover my mouth and step back trying to escape the quickly spreading foam. Nate grabs my hand.

"Water just makes it worse, you might want to hold on to me. Things are going to get a little cloudy." He says before laughing even more. 

I try to release my hand from his grip but he holds on tightly. I look back at the measuring cup, but it was no wear to be seen. The entire table was covered and the foam was at knee level throughout the class. 

The teacher tried to make his way to the table but slipped and got lost in the foam, the guys quickly started picking up girls and covering them with foam despite there pleas and cries about their makeup and hair. 

I found myself laughing at the scene that unfolded in front my eyes, it was like a food fight but with foam. And a lot of it. I turned to Nate who had a handful of foam and smashed it into my face. I cleared my face and immediately fired back by pushing him into the foam. 

He resurfaces looking like a child in a bubble bath and I laugh way too loudly. Nobody seemed to care about there books, the foam that was rising alarmingly fast or the fact that our teacher hadn't been seen in a while. 

We all were just having fun, even quiet Sally who sat in a corner and glared at everyone, was smiling brightly as she dunked someone into the foam. 

It was now as high as my chest and I realised we would be in trouble if it went over our necks. I tried to search through the foam for our table and eventually found it. I switched off the tap right when it reached my neck, I sighed in relief. The others didn't seem to notice and continued their foam war. 

I turned around expecting to see Nate but he wasn't there. 

I shouldn't of let his hand go.

I look around the foam frantically calling him but there's no reply. I slip and find myself under the foam on the ground and completely blind to my surroundings. I struggle to get up as I keep slipping back down, thankfully a big pair of hands appear through the foam and lift me up.

Jesus is that you?

I open my eyes to see Nate. He holds my awkwardly in the air like a baby who just pooped their diaper.

"Put my down." I whine.

"Okay if you want to go back on the floor." He says slowly moving his hands back down. 

"No!" I squeal before wrapping myself around him like a snake.

"Get on my back, we're leaving." He states and I slide to his back. He navigates his way through the foam, people and now invisible objects. He bounced into chairs a few times causing me to laugh, but he wasn't so amused.

We finally find the door and open it causing the foam to pour out into the hallway. I quickly get off his back, the others decide to move the fun outside and start sliding up and down the halls while calling for people in other classes. Students emerge and the now foam-filled hallways are filled with teens running up and down the halls, sliding around freely. 

"You!" Mr.Walker shouts pointing at Nate as he emerges from the foam, I laugh at his appearance. He looked like a cold, shivering, bony cat. "And you!" He shouts pointing to me, this immediately stops my laughter, jump-starting Nate's. He stomps over to us and falls again causing me to laugh harder.

"Come on!" Nate shouts and pulls me away, we run through the people in the halls laughing, we almost fall several times but eventually make it to an empty classroom. We rush to the back corner and sink to the ground hiding behind a desk panting. 

Our panting soon turns to laughter and we sit there laughing like little children.

"That was amazing!" I exclaim happily.

"Told you, you don't trust me enough love." He states.

"Correction, I don't trust you at all." 

"Ouch." He replies clutching his chest.

The door swings open revealing Mr.Walker, I stiffen in surprise and my heart rate immediately starts rising. He angrily makes his way into the class and I try my best to stay perfectly still. 

He stomps to the teacher's desk before slipping and grabbing onto the desk for dear life. A laugh escapes my mouth and Nate immediately covers it with his hands. I try to control myself but my efforts are in vain, his struggles to get up are too hilarious and I find myself covering Nate's hands with my own to muffle the sound.

"Andy! Shut up!" Nate whispers clearly trying to control himself as well.

"I cwndt." I reply through our hands. 

When Mr.Walker, finally regains himself he resumes his search, but he continues to fall without fail repeatedly, which only makes my condition worse.

"Andy seriously, be quiet." Nate whispers as Mr.Walker gets closer to us. 

I try, I really do. But once I start laughing I can't stop, the scenes of him falling keep replaying in my mind and I can't stop laughing.

"If you don't shut up, I'll make you shut up." He warns seriously.

Make me shut up?  

I muster up all my strength to shut myself up as Mr.Walker was now only five seats away from us, still in search. But everyone knows when your laughing uncontrollably and try to stop, it just burst out even more.

"God damn it Andy." Nate says before removing his hands and smashing his lips into mine.

Fun fact: If you want to stop laughing just get kissed by someone unexpectedly..... works best if you were crushing on them slightly.

My eyes widen at the sudden intimacy, I tried to pull away but Nate only deepened the kiss. I had been kissed before but never like this, this had a sort of hunger to it. He kissed me with ferocity and I found myself melting to his touch. 

The door slammed and realised that Mr.Walker left and pushed myself away as I tried to regain control of myself. 

"What the hell Nate!" I exclaimed raising my fingers to my lips which now felt naked without the warmth of his own.

"I warned you." He says seductively as he wraps an arm around my waist pulling me on his lap.

"You know how I feel about this." I protest.

"Andy, you know that you want this and quite frankly, I really want this." He says softly leaning into me, with his eyes fixated on my lips. He tightens his grasp on my waist causing a hitch in my breathing as he plants a kiss on my neck. 

"So why don't you stop denying us something we both seriously deserve." He says allowing the warmth from his body to attack me, "okay love?" He finishes.

If I ever thought Nathaniel Smith was sexy before, I didn't know how sexy he could be when he wanted something and that something was me. I couldn't even protest or even pretend to, my body screamed for him and I wanted nothing more but to feel the softness of his lips on mine again. 

So when he planted his lips on mine once again I only pulled him in closer. My hands clenched onto his leather jacket as our lips collide, the feeling was addicting and I wanted more. 

No. I need more.

His lips were intoxicating, he had me wrapped around his thumb with his kisses and I didn't mind. He placed one hand against my back pushing me against his body more, while he kept his other tightly around my waist. I instinctively responded to this by moving my hips slightly, causing a low moan from Nate.

"You shouldn't do that." He says, his voice low and raspy.

I giggled and allowed myself to go even further, my hands found their way into his hair and I tugged it sightly causing him to groan.

God damn it, even his groans were hot.

"Innocent my ass."

I smiled against his lips, happy with the affect I had on him. 

I gasped in surprise when his hand squeezed my ass, he quickly took this opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. His tongue thoroughly explored my mouth and I welcomed it, our tongues danced together desperately. We broke away from each other reluctantly and sat there panting as we rested our heads against each other's.

"Maybe we should've gone with your rule and not kissed." He says, causing my heart to sink and a notch to form in my stomach.

"Why?" 

"Because I don't think I can ever stop." He says with a smile pulling me back into another kiss, which I happily accepted it.

We sat there yearning for even more of the other, no matter how much I kissed him I couldn't shake the feeling of wanting more. I think he felt the same way too, because he barely allowed me any time to breath in between clearly hating to part from my lips.

Eventually we stopped because someone found us, and I remembered we kind of started a foam fiasco outside. Reality came smashing into me like a ton of bricks.

I just made out with Nate. 

And I loved every secound of it.

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THEY KISSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You have no idea how much I enjoyed writing the scene, although it does feel a little rushed. I won't lie.

But whatever, hope you enjoyed this foamy chapter.

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School is a pain, I apologise for late update.

Until next time,

Byeeeeeeeeeee humans.

Song: Ella Eyre - Good Times