Authors note: This is for @moxleysbaby AU challenge and i hope you all enjoy 😊
Stay focused and concentrate.
This needed to be perfect.
I scribbled the lines on my paper and used my finger to rub them in. My tongue poked out just slightly from the corner of my mouth. My leg bounced rapidly.
“Y/n, come on we gotta go.”
My friend Zoe said from the other side of the art room. She adjusted her book bag as she walked over to me. Her sneakers squeaked with each step.
“Zo, give me two more minutes and we can go.”
I tell her while keeping my eyes glued to my paper. She scoffs and plops in the stool across from me, almost bumping the table.
“What do you mean two minutes? We have psych with Moore across the quad in five.”
“I’m not going. I told her in advance that i had a prior appointment made. I need to finish my portfolio by midnight tonight.”
“So you lied to our professor?! Y/n, what the hell? It’s only 10 am you still have plenty of time!”
I stop scribbling and look up at my best friend while pushing my glasses up. I put my pencil in my messy bun and sigh.
“Zoe I know. But this portfolio is my last chance to get into the art school of my dreams. I still have three more pieces to finish. Plus one needs to be a realistic drawing of a model.”
“Then use me after class and it won’t take you long kiddo.”
“Trust me I would, but Mr. Barzan wants me to use a male model. Says that my whole portfolio can’t be objects and my female friends.”
“Damn. So who are you gonna use? Like we don’t have a lot of guy friends babydoll.”
I put my head in my hands and let out a loud sigh of annoyance. I look back up at her and give her a kind of frown I tend to do when I get frustrated.
“Well listen, after class if you want me to help ya brainstorm, shoot me a text and I’ll come back. But i gotta go or Moore is gonna rip me a new one.”
She gives me a friendly kiss on the top of my head and starts to jog out of the room.
I shout to her and turn back to my paper. Who the hell was i gonna get?
7 pm rolls around and I’m still in the art studio. My KISS T-shirt is tucked into my dark wash jeans and my jacket is now tossed on the table next to me. My hair has been let down and my fingers start tapping to the music playing from my phone. The only piece I have left is the one with a male model.
I stand up from my stool and start walking to the beat around the room. I start to hum along which turns into full on singing. Thank god no one else is in the building tonight.
As if i spoke it into existence, I barely hear the door swing open and I spin around to see the joker from my a few of my classes.
He got into school cause his dad is the Dean, but doesn’t do anything but act like he doesn’t care.
Adam stands there with a plain black fitting tee, tight jeans and sneakers. He has his book bag hung loosely on his left shoulder. His long brown hair is pulled back into a loose ponytail and his eyes sparkle from a distance.
“Oh shit sorry. I didn’t realize anyone was in here. I’ll just go-“
He stops from heading out the door and looks back at me with a slightly confused look on his face.
I feel my face get red and cough briefly before walking over to my phone turning my music down a few notches. I turn back around to face Adam and see he’s moved more into the room. I quickly start putting my hair in a bun and push my glasses up.
“Don’t go is what i meant to say. I-I uhm was saying that if you need to do something in here, feel free to. I’ll just throw headphones in.”
He tilts his head and gives a small smirk. I feel his eyes over me and feel my body gettin hot. Calm down y/n.
“Y/n right? We have a few classes together yeah?”
I nod my head quickly as he comes over to sit on the stool across from mine. I sit down and my leg immediately starts bouncing.
He lets out a light chuckle and looks over at me. I really look at his features when i get an idea.
“Adam, I uhm have a question for you.”
“So I have a project due by midnight tonight and well I was sort of wondering if you would uh be my model?”
I feel my entire body cringing and Adam raises an eyebrow at me.
“What’s in for me sweetheart?”
My eyes start to grow wide and my heart starts beating faster.
“I-I-I can help you with homework in all of our classes?”
“A tempting offer. But here’s my counter. Teach me art.”
I’m absolutely floored by his statement. I feel like my jaw busted open. I blink a few times before responding.
“Tea-teach you art? I didn’t even know you liked art.”
“Well no one does really. Everyone kinda just thinks I’m the jaggoff in class. I don’t care about those classes. I have always wanted to pursue art of all kinds. But since good ole dad is dean here, guess where i was forced to go?”
I see him look slightly defeated and feel bad for him. Hell we all thought he didn’t want to be here cause he thought he was better than everyone. Turns out he didn’t want to be here because he wanted to do what I do. My dream.
“Oh my god I’m so sorry Adam. I didn’t know all of that. But what makes you think I can help you? I don’t think I’m that good. I’m honestly struggling to get into art school...”
I drift off and look down and away from him. Meanwhile he leans in on his elbows looking at me.
“I’ve come in here before y/n. Lots of times. I like to see other people’s art. I’ve seen yours and you are damn good. I mean look at what you probably just did today.”
He motions down at my detailed close up of a sunflower. I can’t help my smile and feel myself blush. He smiles and reaches over so his hand lightly grabs my chin turning me to look at him. Those gorgeous eyes lock onto mine and he smiles.
“I would kill to be as good as you someday. And if you don’t want to help me that’s fine i get it. But I’ll still help you.”
He lets me go and stands up walking over to the small stage a few feet from me. I’m so overwhelmed with what just happened that it takes me a minute to process everything.
I shake my head and look over at him. I take a deep breath before grabbing my larger sketch pad and walking over to the easel in front of him. I set it up and take the pencil and start tapping the page rhythmically.
“Barzan told me that i needed to do a realistic drawing of a guy. Would you uh be opposed to possibly taking your shirt off..? If you don’t that’s totally fine too. Shit I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have asked that-“
He lets out a chuckle and bites his lip slightly and quickly.
“I get it. You need to make it realistic. It’s all good.”
He gives me a wink before grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. I try not to start drooling over his perfectly sculpted torso. I start to bite my lip and look up at him. He smiles and I can’t help but let out a small laugh.
“Thank you. You have no idea how much this is helps.”
“It’s the least I can do. So how do you want me?”
After 3 hours of careful sketching, used up erasers, at least two pencils and countless conversations about any and everything, i put my pencil down and step back slightly admiring my work. Adam takes this as his cue to come over. As he throws his shirt back on, he steps down and stands next to me.
“Damn y/n that’s outstanding. And I’m not saying that because it’s me.”
We both laugh and I feel a sense of pride. The amount of details I did made my eyes feel like they went cross-eyed. It was the most realistic drawing I had ever done.
“Thanks Adam. And i truly mean thank you.”
I turn to face him, looking up a little due to him being a few inches taller.
“Without you, i would have never gotten this done. Like you are my muse or something. And just make the time and place for when you want those lessons. I’m in your debt now.”
I give a dramatic curtesy which causes him to laugh out loud. I stand back up and giggle. He pulls me into a hug which i don’t expect. His arms wrap around my shoulders and i wrap my arms around his waist.
I feel his heart beating fast and smile against his chest. When i pull back slightly, he takes the opportunity to lean down and kiss me. My eyes flutter close. The kiss itself is so tender and soft. My body on the other hand is burning with desire and passion.
My eyes slowly open and we are both smiling at each other.
“How about I take you out for a late dinner and we can talk about it then?”
I move my arms to the back of his neck and go on my top toes to give him quick peck on the lips.
We let go of each other and I gather my belongings and put a sticky note on my portfolio with my name and the time i submitted it. Adam and I grab our book bags and he lets his hand loosely in his right shoulder and while mine is tightly in both shoulders.
He wraps his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into him as we start to walk out of the room.
I start laughing and lightly hit his chest while I shut the door and leave with the guy who saved my dream and I hopefully helped him realize his.
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