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Chapter 13

Emerald made by licorice-ly_sweet

November 26th

Harry... once again (3 months 3 weeks)

Asher's POV

I love grandpa Sev, but his class can be so boring... if I quickly take a look at the clock he won't get that mad right? I mean if it made him that angry he would just get rid of it.

Taking a look to the side once Sev's back is to me I cheer for joy on the inside.  5 minutes I got this!  Then it's the end of school, and I can go home and talk to Uncle Harry! I want to know so much about the baby... I really love babies.

I don't think I'm going to be able to have them though.... because of my body and immune system... I love how I just totality admitted to myself I was a bottom and gay? Wait am I gay? I mean I love Atlas, but I've never been attracted to any other guys... I really shouldn't be figuring out my sexuality in DADA.

Going back to the lesson I quickly copy the notes I had gotten behind on when daydreaming in my own world.  Just as I finish Sevvy claps his hands together signaling he was done.  "Finish your notes and get out" he dismisses us as I add a period to my last sentence and quickly stand up packing my stuff away.

With a wide smile, I hug my backpack to my chest and hurry out the door.  Nobody has bugged me in a while.  I was feeling happy.  Atlas would be happy!  Sadly, I had thought those thoughts too soon as I bumped into someone who was walking backwards talking to a group of people.

"Fiddlesticks!" I say a little louder than I meant when I almost drop my bag to the ground catching it last second.  "Oh, it's you" the guy sighs as his group just kinda stares at me.  "I-I'm so sorry I didn't mean to bump into you" I apologize looking at my shoes.

"It's all good, but could you stop with the little fiddlesticks things it's kinda annoying," he says making my eyes widen.  "Oh yeah you're right I can stop... sorry" I apologize again.

"Cool-" his friend cuts him off. "why do you even say it? Like, don't take this the wrong way... I'm just curious?" She asks cocking her head to the side.  I had looked up to see who was talking and immediately regretted it seeing all eyes on me.

"I just don't like swearing I guess" I answer my nails gripping into my bag. "Oh that's kinda weird, but cute" she giggles patting me on the head. The other two kids in the group continued to stay silent as one stared at the floor the other staring off into space.

"I'll go now" I turn on my heel ready to leave and find my buddy.... "sorry again!" I whisper-shout as the kid waves. The girl next to him energetically waving to me. They weren't mean? He was just telling the truth and the girl was just curious.

Maybe I can be friends with them. It's to late now, but later maybe I can try talking to them? I'm funny... me? Being able to start a conversation? I could practice with Emerson? He won't judge me Isla likes talking!! Imani is too much like her father a total resting face, that makes it seem like she's always mad when she's not laughing.

I don't want to start crying because of a toddler.... that's just sad.  Extremely sad.  Looking up I wait for a few seconds until I see the big scary Atlas running towards me.   "Sorry I'm late once again" he rushes out of breath. 

"It's okay!" I cheer my day started to become even better.  "Guess what!" I whisper looking up to him with wide excited eyes.  "What?" He asks his tone full of suspicion.

"I think I might get some friends soon" I cheer silently not wanting to draw attention.  "I mean it's going to be a little bit because I actually have to talk to them, and I'm not sure if they actually liked me or not, look at me acting like a toddler... Nevermind that was stupid of me" I groan letting myself fall into his chest.

"Woah, Woah, slow down" he puts a hand on my back rubbing it slowly. "Breathe" Atlas continues while I breathe into his chest. "If I was able to catch everything... I want you to know it's okay to be excited to have friends, we all know you're a little socially awkward. It's just one of the adorable quirks you have, I wish you good luck on getting these friends? Just don't forget about me!" He encourages me, ruffling my hair.

Taking my face out of his lower chest I look up with a sad expression "I could never forget about you!" I whisper hoping he really understood that I really could never forget about him.

"That's good to hear" he smiles wrapping me into a quick hug.   "I don't have practice today which I'm sure you already knew" he chuckles as I nod kinda embarrassed with myself.

"Wanna go home?" He continues and I nod backing away from him to put my backpack on properly. Holding one strap tight to my chest I put my hand out for Atlas to grab.

He happily takes it our arms swinging as we walked down the corridor. "I always forget how small your hands are" he jokes holding our conjoined hands up.

Staring at them intensely I blush at the difference in size it is embarrassing. I know I'm smaller because of things my birth mother did to get rid of me, apparently my dad was tall and my mom wasn't that short either. I try not to think about it though, because of course, it makes me a sad.

"They aren't small" I pout as he lets our hands drop back down and our arms go back to swinging. "Whatever you say!" He chuckles poking my side with his free hand.  I let out a yelp covering my mouth embarrassed with the noise that came out.

"That's not nice" I kept pouting trying to glare at him failing miserably as he pokes my forehead.  "Whatever do you mean" he snickers as I readjust the strap of my bag, that was slipping off my shoulder with my free hand.

"So mean" I puff out my bottom lip. "I'm sorry Ash I'm just a mean person" he smirks shrugging his shoulders. I stop my pouting to angle myself towards him more. "You're not mean... I was just kidding!" I guiltily rush out not wanting him to feel bad.

"Don't worry, I like being mean if that makes sense" he chuckles as I give him a confused look. "You're not mean to me?" I question him as we continue our walk to the carriage ready to take us home.

"Well I could never be mean to you" he answers turning to face forward again. "Oh" was all I could think to say. "Why did that oh sound so sad" he turns once again to look at me once again.

Taking a deep breath I ask the question I had been thinking about a lot lately. "Are you nice to me.... b-because you pity me" I mumble staring harshly at my shoes, like it was there fault.

My extremely interesting shoes.  He freezes, stopping me with him, because our hands were still together. "Of course not Ash, you're very dear to me... I- well I'm nice to you because I- you're my family" he smiles pulling me into another hug.

"Oh okay" I smile hugging him back yet I didn't feel better.  I just got worse than friend-zoned... Did I get family-zoned? That doesn't even make sense.  Pulling away from the hug our hands find each other and we move on towards the carriage once again.

He can't think of me as just family I mean.... family don't do the things we do except like.... couples.  Why does everything always come back to couples for me?  I get it I love him.

Family? Now I just feel awkward any hope I had is slowly starting to fade. I can't just get over him like that. I've looked up to Atlas literally and figuratively since forever. Until it soon turned to crushing, I've been head over heels for this boy since I was 12.

Well probably before that I just didn't fully admit it until I was 12.   Yeah, let's go with that. I snap out of my trance his thumb beginning to trace over my hand.  Smiling I scoot closer our arms now brushing against each other.

"You okay you kinda zoned out there for a minute," Atlas asks giving me a worried look knowing I overthink all the time. "Oh, it's nothing I was just thinking" I giggle. I was telling the truth, so no harm is done.

"Well, what were you thinking about?" He pries giving me a questioning look.  "Just some stuff" giving him an extra big smile so he knows it's nothing bad.

"Okay, remember you can always come to me"

"I will!"