I grabbed my skateboard with my gloved hands. Watching the boy beside me as he stood and looked at the pattern on the board. I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed. "It isn't that hard. I promise." I smiled, Day 15 here we go. I lay my skateboard down carefully along the sidewalk, he watched me with purely petrified eyes as I took his hands in my own. They were covered in a bit more padding then mine, but yet again. He'd worry for his health.
He slipped his hands away from my own and got onto the top of the ramp. Straightening his back as he looked down at the concrete ramp. It wasn't quite a challenge in my eyes, his... not so much.
I grabbed his hand once again. Holding them firmly in my own and tilting my head to look from his stance on the board up to his eyes. "A-are you sure about this?" He choked on his words as I smiled in reassurance. "Yes, I promise." I replied. "I will help you." I added.
"Alright." He said, trying to force a grin onto his face but failing in the end. I never let my grin fall from my face. Trying my best to help him stay calm. "Do you know what to do?" I asked as he looked down at the board. Making little movement, his head jerked up to look at me. "Yes, I do. We've practiced this." He replied. His personality change shocked me a little, he wasn't scared at least, although it was a whole different tone of voice.
His pure smoothness down the ramp caused me to smile, I was glad he was a bit more confident in what he had done. I brought him into a big and ruffled his hair, which he of course, fought to get out of. But I continued to hug him otherwise.
When I let my grip relax he pulled away from my arms and punched my shoulder. But both of us gave a small smile to each other. I grabbed my board from the sidewalk and the bag I left near the ramp. Throwing it over my shoulders. "Ready?" I asked. His eyebrows knitted in pure confusion. "For what? What's in that bag anyways?" He replied. I smiled mischievously. "Oh, you'll see." I laughed as I placed my skateboard down with a loud clap of the concrete. "Let's go." I smiled, he got onto his skateboard as I pushed my back foot and started to skate and followed behind me.
He gained speed and made it next to me after not to long, his 'EAZY-E' hoodie flowing well with the wind, I glanced at the gorgeous sight before turning my attention back to everything in front of me, pushing with my left foot to keep on going, he copied.
We slowed our boards and came to a stop after a moment. Grabbing our boards and holding them to our sides, placing them down in a simple bed of flowers. We were in a tunnel where nobody usually enters, I smiled at our arrival and sat down on the concrete, ruined by vines that broke the concrete in many pieces.
I begun to open my bag, taking out all of my spray paint bottles and placing them down on the ground next to me. Giving them all a good shake. I could see the smile growing on his face as well. I grabbed his hands and helped him up, each of us grabbed a color. Shaking it and hearing it clink with each individual shake.
We pressed the trigger and began to paint on the walls of the tunnel. I wrote a simple. "ACAB" along side his artwork. Knowing those hogs would arrive soon, they were attracted just by the sound of spray paint. Jeff continued writing. Wiping away at the dripping paint with the palm of his hand.
I gasped a little when I saw what he wrote. I backed up. 'S+J' Was What he took time to write. I took time. Letting my heart stay on my sleeve as I smiled at his artworks I didn't know my emotional side was going to catch up with me today.
Suddenly, Jeff's face was illuminated by a red and blue light, causing the smile to fade from both of our faces. "Aw shucks! The pigs are here!" I said in a hurry as I grabbed my skateboard, throwing him his as well, which he caught and put under his feet. We bolted on the skateboards side by side. I did small tricks as I did so, flipping off the cops to add some effect.
As we slowed to a slower pace I grabbed his hand. Holding it tightly in my own and making sure he was closer to me. I could feel his eyes on me, much more then a glance, I knew he trusted me.
We arrived at his home and got off our skateboards. Putting them in his garage and sharing a quick peck on the lips before we took off all the padding on ourselves and rushing inside. Small bruises were present. But I enjoyed the fact that he tried something new. Out of his comfort zone. I looked over at the brunette. "I'm proud of you." I mentioned. A smile lighting up his face.
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"I feel like I'm dying..."
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"Tell me if it's worth it."
