A/N: Hmmm... I think these guys are cute and this movie doesn't have enough love, but I'm not sure if this is going to go anywhere. Let me know if you think I should stick with it!

At Blake High, 'Drake Stone' was synonymous with 'Popular'. Not the Captain of the football team type of popular, but the so mysteriously sexy that every girl, and some guys even, wanted him. He wore black and he looked good in it. He knew it too.

David Stutler was his polar opposite. He had one friend in the entire school and not even she thought he was sexy. Dave wasn't unattractive, he was just nerdy and awkward, lacking any sense of confidence. Their lockers were right next to each other, but neither knew the other existed, until…

"You did what?" Drake fumed, not remembering the last time he was so angry. His blood was on the verge of boiling.

Maria looked unimpressed with his tantrum. "Calm down, it's just a simple spell and no, I can't and won't undo it. I warned you not to play with her."

He bit his lip to keep from yelling another string of insults so accent-ridden that she wouldn't understand them anyway. After a few deep breaths, he felt he could speak somewhat normally again. "Okay. Tell me exactly what this spell is going to do."

"You're going to fall head over heels in love with someone… Very unlikely." Her face was expressionless, but there was a tinge of malice in her voice.

"Oh great, so you just want to embarrass me then, is that it?" He ran his hands through his hair, wondering how badly this would end up for him. He had a reputation to uphold after all, he couldn't go falling in love with the school reject or some homeless guy.

"No, Drake, I don't want to embarrass you. I want you to know how it feels to love someone that doesn't want you." She looked at him in a way he'd never seen before and her words struck him.

He didn't know what to say to her after that. He had never taken love too seriously before, for him there was only lust. He knew that her friend had a crush on him for years and he used it to his advantage. After he got what he wanted, he dumped her, leaving Maria to clean up his mess.

Before he could reply, she started to walk away. "And no, I won't tell you who or when or for how long. Figure it out yourself."

- The Next Morning -

Dave wasn't having a good morning. Everything that could go wrong was going wrong and it was barely noon. He had just finished getting the books from his locker, when he dropped his phone, knocking off the back and shooting the battery across the hall.

"Great. Just great." As he bent over to pick up the pieces, Drake chose that moment to open his locker door with excessive force. He dropped his books and fell against his locker, grabbing for his head after it disconnected from the metal door.

"Shit…" Was the only thing that came to Drake's mind as he slammed his locker shut. He wasn't having the best day either, but he hadn't meant to crack anyone's skull over it. "You okay?" He shut the door and looked at the injured boy. When Dave looked up at him, his heart skipped a beat.

Dave whimpered and pulled his hands away from his head. The lock on the door had cut his forehead, leaving his fingers and face dotted with red. Looking at his hands, Dave paled. He'd never been good at dealing with blood, especially his own. Feeling dizzy, he leaned more heavily against the lockers.

"Woah, that's pretty nasty." He put his hand to the other's head to inspect the wound closer. It wasn't gushing, but it was still a deep cut. His eyes went from the cut to meet Dave's. He noticed the kid didn't look so good, but before he got a chance to ask again if he was alright, he started to drop to the ground like a stone.

Before he knew it, Dave felt himself hit something hard, but it wasn't the ground. It was warm and inviting and he couldn't keep himself conscious any longer.

Drake reached out, barely catching him before it was too late. His heart skipped again, feeling the heavy weight of the other against him. He knew it had to be the spell, but he couldn't bring himself to care, he just wanted the feeling to last longer.

- The Infirmary -

It wasn't too long before Dave came to, shielding his eyes from the harsh lighting above him. "Welcome back." Drake smirked, almost teasing him.

Dave sighed and sat up on the cot. "What happened?" He winced as he touched the bandage on his forehead.

The older boy made a guilty face and rubbed the back of his neck. "Kind of knocked you with my locker. Looks like you're not one for blood, hm?" Drake smiled at him, wondering why he'd never noticed him before. "Feel all right now?"

Dave nodded, turning pink with embarrassment about fainting in public. "Yeah, thanks. Um, how did I get here?"

Drake smiled a little sheepishly, quite uncharacteristically for him. "Well you all but fell on me, so I carried you. Figure it was mostly my fault anyway."

Dave's pink tint turned into full red as he remembered the feeling of falling into his classmate. "Um, I should probably get to class now." He stood up, but before he could leave, there was a hand on his chest stopping him.

"Don't think so, love. We've got the rest of the day off." Stone smiled, turning on his charm, secretly imagining his hand on the same chest, only bare. He couldn't help but think how utterly adorable the other was, with his red cheeks and inability to look him in the eye.

The lanky teen had a confused look on his face. "Wait, what?" He finally glanced back up, confused again. A lot must have happened while he was out, nothing was making sense.

"Nurse says you'd better get some more rest, so I volunteered to take you home. Looks like I'll have to miss a couple of classes myself, what a pity."

"Oh, Okay. Thanks, I guess." Dave walked out behind the cheery Brit, cautiously analyzing him. Why was he being so nice? Why was he even talking to him all of a sudden? He couldn't help but be suspicious after years of being bullied and tricked by the popular type.

As they reached the older boy's car, Dave realized another something that didn't make sense. "What about my car?"

"Hmm?" Drake was a bit distracted by the way that Dave was chewing on his lip nervously. He quite liked that look on him. "Oh, right. Wouldn't want you to be stranded now. How about I can pick you up for school tomorrow and then you can drive it home yourself after?"

Dave hesitated, but nodded again, still a little skeptical. The entire ride to his house consisted of Drake chatting and Dave listening. He actually didn't mind listening to Drake's rambling, he decided, but he didn't want the other to know that. Once they arrived, Dave thanked him and double checked that he would be there in the morning to pick him up.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, love." Drake couldn't wipe the smile off his face and Dave couldn't help but smile back, just a little.