A CHEATER ALWAYS A CHEATER.

I'm a scumbag, a faggot and a two-timer.

You could be calling me a bunch of names right now, but hear me out and this isn't really my life, my fault, sometimes you get carried away by emotions and stuff, it still doesn't justify what I did, but hear me out.

Yes, Charlotte is my girlfriend. She has always been there for me. We met in kindergarten, went through middle school, and then high school together, and Jack was a part of it all. We first met Ava when we were in high school together. She was always on her own and did things her way. She had no friends, but participating in club activities or sports brought us together because she was good at them and always taught me how to do them.

And that's when we became friends, like best friends, and that's when Charlotte and Ava reconciled their feud because Charlotte suspected me of cheating on her with Ava. So, once the misunderstanding was resolved. Despite this, they all became best friends, including Jack and me. Every day, including Sundays, we had a good time. We're having a good time as a group of four. But there are times when I feel something is missing, both in me and in Charlotte. Our relationship was peaceful and calm, but something was missing, and I couldn't figure out what it was.

But everything was fine, going smoothly, our life was damn perfect, until I met Haru.

On Monday morning, when we first arrived at school. We noticed people giggling and whispering to one another, when we arrived at the classroom.

I saw a glamorous boy. Yes, I will call him lovely because he was so totally gorgeous, stunning. For a brief moment, I was moved. I've never felt this strongly about anyone before. This feeling was strong, and I just stared at him, as if struck by love.

"Hi.' He smiled cheerfully, and then everyone burst inside the classroom, surrounding him and asking him a slew of questions.

He was treated as if he were a celebrity. Even Ava approached him to get a better look at him, as did my girlfriend, requesting for an autograph.

"Charlotte is cheating on you, look at how attractive he looks, sooner or later, she will be his.' Jack teased with a smirk, leaning on my shoulder, watching me for my reaction.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course, I know she's not cheating on me, she's just a fan.' I stressed, hoping for him to get off my ear.

I know Charlotte isn't like that, just because she's my girlfriend, doesn't mean she can't cheer up for another guy and be normal.

She's human, not a property.

"Are you sure?' He emphasized with a smirk.

"Leave me alone, Jack.' I announced.

He was like a foreigner in America, so it was unusual to meet someone like this. I discovered he was Japanese. That's why I noticed his accent was different. Jack and I just stood at the front of the classroom, watching what was going on.

I also found out that his name is Haru. He was six point nine feet tall, with blonde hair falling down his eyes, light brown eyes, kind of muscular, white smooth skin and red lips. His eyelashes were a bit long though. He was pretty, for a boy. I don't know what is wrong with me nowadays, I tried to block out these sexual stupid thoughts about him.

Yet he's so freaking hot. I shook my head. *No, he's a guy and not a girl Johan* I told myself repeatedly.

My heart and body, on the other hand, were not listening. We were talking before I knew it, and Jack, being the social type to throw a party, invited him.

He agreed.

The following day, around 8 p.m, we arrived at the party. He was present and engaged in conversation with the others. Jack abandoned me and went in search of some girl, while Ava was talking to some guy I had no idea about, and Charlotte decided to use the restroom. I was walking down the hall when I noticed someone pulling me towards the darkness. And kissed me, the person's mouth was so warm. Then I remembered that I was kissing someone I didn't know. And I pushed the person away to see who it was. It was Haru, I noticed. And he was fucking drunk, and that kiss felt incredible. His lips and cheeks were both flushed as he staggered and leaned on the wall.

"Suck me, son of a bitch.' He mumbled.

Who was he taking to? Me? Son of a bitch?

"Isn't that how you guys say it here in America?" He chuckled.

His voice was so good to hear, like I could record it and listen to it for hours and hours.

I love it and he was amazing, the best person I have ever seen in my life.

Yeah, he was great.

"I don't know what came over me, if it was the alcohol I tasted or drank but I leaned forward and kissed him.

Damn, his lips were so soft and addictive.

The Next Day…

I'm not sure where the others are; I can't believe they skipped class without me. I began strolling towards the canteen to see if any of them was present.

Someone suddenly drew me back, and we both went into the chemistry class. He locked the door while I was dusting my arm that had been touched by his hand. Who could this person be? He was wearing a black jacket and a hoodie, so I couldn't see him.

Who was he? A kidnapper? Goodness me, who would think of abducting me, I'm not someone important, am I?

I asked. "What the hell is going on here....'

He took off his hoodie and peered at me at that point.

"Haru, what are you doing here?' I interrogated, my curiosity piqued.

"You were the one I kissed last night at the party, right?' He said this while glancing at me.

Huh!!