Someone's POV

I have never been a morning person but after partying all night, I could not sleep. I looked outside and it was freezing. I decided to meander my way on the road that was marred with black and white fog.

I saw people coming out of their houses. Few were bringing milk and eggs back home while few were in tracksuits, getting ready for that early morning run.

I would never understand them by the way. How can you leave the warmth of your bed to sizzle your asses in such harsh weather?

I throttled the accelerator and black smoke emerged from my bike which got mixed into the white and wet fog. I love leaving my marks, it makes me feel empowered.

I whizzed past a certain boy who had a book held up in his hands near his face and I caught a glimpse of him. I had to push brakes and skewback as my head turned towards him like he was magnet and I, metal.

I turned back and looked at him. My heart did some weird flips. I did not feel like this before. Sure, I have fucked many men but with this one, I didn't immediately think to fuck him. It felt different. He looked so adorable with his knitted brows as he concentrated on the book with a blue cover, Computer Science written on the top.

He kept chewing his lower lip and I could not contain my heart which felt like it would jump right out on the street. I had to do something, but I didn't know what.

I have never seen or met anyone like him. All people I met basically threw themselves at me because of my money. My family is powerful. No one is as rich as us in the city.

We own the famous Petrol Stations and Gas Stations. This is the reason I get anything I want. I had just turned an adult and even when I was still a minor, it never stopped me from trying my hands on drugs and alcohol. I had sex at the time I was not of legal age.

Am I proud of it all? Sometimes not. But who cares? I am in my glory. I get everything that others only dream of, and I think that's power. No one can stop me. Money buys me everyone.

Sometimes I think if my friends are also with me because I have money and they actually don't like me for who I am. To be honest, even I cannot be proud of myself. But I am sure of one thing, I know my best friend is with me and accepts me for who I am.

We got sidetracked, let's try again. I was telling you about the boy at the bus stop. So, I straddled on my resting bike at the distance and looked at the boy who kept reading whilst walking back and forth. As far as I knew, I had to have him.

I have always had everyone I set my eyes upon but as I said, I have never seen someone so - pure. Yes, pure is the word for him. I didn't even know how to talk to him. How would I even get him? But again, I am not a common man. I get what I want and I will get him too.

Soon, a school bus arrived and the boy got on it. I caught the school name. St. Gracious Regiment Run School. I knew about it. It was on the outskirts of the city. It was among the top schools in the city with co-education. Many rich kids went there. Did it mean this boy was also rich? I didn't care about it.

Once the bus left, I had no control over myself. I had to go meet my best friend, I had to tell him. I picked up speed and hit a localite in the process who fell on the road, but I am sure he lived and did not die.

Anyway, I reached my friend's house and rang the bell. They were still sleeping. His mother came to the door and when she saw me, she let me in hurriedly and closed the door.

"What are you doing roaming around in such cold?" She groaned in her sleepy voice and I flashed her a cheeky grin.

She shook her head and walked back to her room. I ran towards the person whom I wanted to see. I knocked on his room and he opened the door.

"What the fuck man! It's 3 in the night." He said as usual. He always uttered those exact words whenever he woke up from sleep by my call.

"No, don't go back to sleep. I have to tell you something." I shook him and he kicked me muttering curses.

"Yah! I am serious, listen to me." I yelled and he threw the blanket to sit on the bed.

"So, I saw this boy." I excitedly told him and he remained stoic.

"That's it? That's the whole story?" He shook his head and yawned.

"I was waiting for your reaction but okay. So this boy, I have never seen anyone like him. He is so cute. You will not believe your eyes when you see him yourself. Anything that I tell you to describe him is nothing. You know I am not good with words, hence, I want to show you." I chirped the whole thing and he gawked at me like he was looking at someone he never saw before.

"Okay, go back to sleep. I will go and collect more information on him." I pushed him on the bed and he immediately went back to sleep.

I came back and googled his school timings. I had to see him again. I knew the school was about 20 kilometers away from our place and it ended at 4. The bus would approximately take 45 minutes, given the traffic and all stops it would make. I deduced everything and I could not wait to see him again in the evening.

I did not feel sleepy or tired at all, even after I had a sleepless night. I was rather excited. I took shower, got ready. I wore my expensive perfume and decided to take my grey SUV for a spin this time.

I reached his bus stop 20 minutes prior. I waited for the school bus to arrive and just as I saw it zoomed into my sight, my heartbeat picked up.

I then saw the one whom I have been going crazy for the entire day. His skin looked flawless under the shining sun at this time of day. He was the definition of perfection. His body was toned, his face so adorable and most innocent pair of eyes. I kept looking at him with my dropped jaw when I got so rudely interrupted. It was my best friend calling me on my purple flashy phone.

"What?" I exasperated.

"Where the fuck are you? We had to go shopping." He replied.

"I am busy. I will be there when I can." I told him and hurriedly disconnected the call as my eyes picked up the boy getting into a cab.

I followed him. The cab drove him through the road for few minutes and then I saw him getting off in front of a big yellow house. He walked inside and the door closed. I could not stay there for long so I drove back.

I was dying now. I had to have him. I didn't know what to do so I rushed to my best friend. I was lost without him. My best friend also thought I have gone crazy. I talked about only him the following days. 

I was chasing the boy every day for the whole week but he never realized it even once. Maybe because I used a different vehicle every day. I wanted him to notice me but also not notice me, if that makes sense.

I was afraid if things would not go my way in case he noticed me but did not like me, I didn't know what would have I done? So I decided to enjoy these little sneak peeks while I could.

One day, I will meet him and make him mine.