Jerek - PYD

                                    

                                          
Derek's pov 

                          
I walked down the crowded halls of my college making my way to my next lesson, students rushing around trying to get to their lessons on time, but I don't see the point in doing that, why would you waste your time running to lesson?
                          
Nah that's just me, too lazy. 
                          
Rolling my eyes as I heard the usual girls gossiping about the latest fashion or who they think is hot, or the new people in school, or how they think a girl that just walked past wearing jeans a top and trainers looks like a slut when all that they are wearing is a small pieces of cloth, or how they think my boyfriend is gorgeous but I cant deny them that he is fucking beautiful and all for me.
                          
Insert evil laughter here. 
                          
I looked over at the girls that were gossiping and raised an eyebrow as they started to squeal and fan themselves, yes my boyfriend isn't the only one that everyone thinks is hot, not to sound vain or anything. 
                          
Shaking my head, I winked at them for the fun of it making them squeal loudly and start screaming causing the attention of every student in the hall to look at them as they fangirled and I watched them in amusement as they started bouncing up and down on their toes although I have no interest in them because I'm gay and that sucks for them. 
                          
I felt arms go around my waist making the squeals louder and I knew exactly who it was making me roll my eyes, "Hey baby." He rasped in my ear as I stood there crossing my arms over my chest. 
                          
"Do not hey baby me, where have you been young man?" I sassed, turning around in his arms as he chuckled in amusement. 
                          
"I'm older than you babe." He stated as I raised an eyebrow.
                          
"By eight months." I answered dully.
                          
"Yes, but I'm still older and I was getting you this." He smiled and pulled out a box from his pocket, I grinned and practically ripped it out of his hold and he held up his hands in defence. 
                          
I opened the box and saw a bracelet in there with his name engraved into it, "Aww baby that's so cliché but sweet, thank you I love it." I smiled as he took it off me and placed it around my wrist placing a kiss on the back of my hand making the fangirls louder. 
                          
I bit my lip placing his hands on my waist and just stared at me and I stared right back at him but then he started to look at me like he was a damn paedophile.
                          
"The fuck you looking at me like that for?", I spoke scrunching my nose up, glancing around to see the halls almost empty.
                          
Wow how long were we staring at each other? 
                          
Justin chuckled again and ran his nose up the side of my neck, "Oh Derek, always so straight forward aren't you?" He rasped placing a kiss on my neck.
                          
"Of course otherwise I wouldn't be me now, would I Justin Drew Bieber?" I sassed poking his chest as I spoke his name, he hummed and lifted his head to look at me then held my waist tighter as he turned me around walking forwards and all I could do was walk backwards until my back hit a locker hard, he took one hand from my waist and placed it by the side of my head.
                          
"W-Were going to be late for class." I stuttered as he smirked at me, knowing exactly how nervous he made me when he got so close.  
                          
"Hmm, I don't care, our teacher can wait." He whispered huskily, biting my earlobe. 
                          
 I gasped and as always I was putty in his hands he always fucking does this to me, "I have been working on a new song." He grinned, kissing the side of my lips trailing them down to my neck.