You and Brodie were walking on the quiet street, he had art class in two hours, so the two of you decided to spend the break together. Your hands were in the pockets of your hoodie , your hood over your head as you listened to Brodie talking about whatever band he recently found out about, his eyes glance to you, stopping from talking to stare at you before he snaps out of it, going back to talking. He usually did this, even if he was your boyfriend he was shy as shit, and honestly, you liked it. You let out a sigh, smiling up at him, he had an awkward smile on his face. "You look handsome. " You say, making him blush. "Oh thank you.. You look.. You look pretty. " He replied, making you smile. Your hand goes to lower the hood off your head. "I'm pretty bored.. " You say, looking up at him, cupping his cheek to give him a kiss on the lips, his hand goes to your waist, caressing it as the two for you kiss. You pull away, just for your lips to go to his neck, his eyes widened, as his felt his cheeks burn. "Woah.. " He said, swallowing hard. "Shouldn't we go somewhere.. Private-? " The two of you rush to a more private alley, rushing to make out, his face was all red, his neck was full of marks that you left, with your lips. He let out a shaky breath after you kissed his neck once more, a few minutes later, you realized something. "Don't you have class.. Aren't you going to be late? " You say, a hand on his chest. He smirks, kissing your neck as his hand caressed your waist. "Fuck class.. I can say I was feeling sick.. " Your stomach flips, feeling butterflies and your heart pounding, his lips felt so good on your neck. "Brodie.. Gosh. "