TylerxOliver - 3

Oliver pov

I groan, letting my head fall onto my desk. My homework has been getting harder and harder, and no one's helping me!

I glance over at the three people who were supposed to be helping me. Blake is lying on my bed, typing away on his phone. Jane is sitting on the floor, reading her English book, and Tyler is at least sitting next to me at my desk, but...he's dozing off.

I sigh, glancing at him again. He looks so peaceful...

"Tyler!" I exclaim, making all three of them jump up in surprise.

"Huh? What?" He mumbles, disoriented and drowsy.

Gosh, his voice sounds rough too! So...hot.

Biting my lip in embarrassment, I duck my head down again. "I really need help!" I whined softly.

An arm suddenly wraps around my ahoulder. "Aww, need help, Olly? I'll help!" Blake chuckles.

"Stop bothering him, Blake. You're not being helpful," Tyler pointed out.

Blake rolls his eyes, squeezing me to him. "Oh come on, man! Like you're doing anything sitting there dozing off."

I hear Jane sigh heavily from her seat on the floor.

"Why can't you both help me?" I ask quietly, looking to both the older boys.

Blake glances down at me with a grin, while Tyler shakes his head, laying it back down on the desk. "Fine. Just do whatever. Blakes useless anyways," he grumbles.

Blake chuckles, before beginning to help me with my homework.

I must say, he's actually pretty good. At the end, I thank him, and he only smirks at me. "Anything for you, Olly."

"Still, you've been a huge help."

His smirk widens. "Why don't you thank me...with a kiss?"

My eyes widen in surprise. A kiss? Tyler suddenly chokes, sitting up and coughing. "The hell, Blake?! You can't ask that from him!" He exclaims, furious.

Blake rolls his eyes, leaning down to my level. "Just one peck," he pleads, looking me into the eyes with big, green orbs.

"If it can convey how thankful I am," I whisper, before leaning over and giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.

My face turns red, as Blake laughs at a groaning Tyler. Jane doesn't pay us any mind, instead flipping the page of her book once more.

I sigh. My friends are no help sometimes.