Blizzards POV
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°•°time skip°•°
"Blizzard, Blizzard, BLIZZARD!"
"AH-" I wake up to Albert yelling at me to get out of the jeep. I watch him walk over to the front office cubicle. The lady sitting at the desk slides open the glass screen separating her from the outside world. Albert talks to her and hands her money.
I get out of the jeep and close the door behind me. I walk up behind Albert and look over his shoulder as he writes our names down on the paper.
"Ok. You guys can go to section 2 wood A!" The office woman says pointing to a door.
"Ok, let's go, Blizzard," Albert says, grabbing my hands and walking through the door. That tingly feeling is haunting me again. I shake it off and walk into the room holding Albert's hand.
"There it is!" I say pointing at a room marked '2'.
"Ok." Albert walks to the room and heads towards the wood plank labeled '1'. He hands me a knife and I grab it. He looks down at my hands.
"When did you paint your nails?" Albert says, holding my hand inspecting my white and black painted nails.
"The other day when you were at work," I say blushing and pulling my hand away from him and putting it behind my back.
"I don't care, it's cute. . ." He says. A light pink dusting appears on his cheeks. He looks away and starts sharpening his knife.
"T-thanks," I say, I feel my cheeks go red.
Alberts POV
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'Why did I say that. I'm so dumb. He thinks I'm weird. Oh my god.' I shake the thoughts out of my head and start sharpening the knife.
"T-thanks," Blizzard says. I peer over at him and see his cheeks go red. I don't respond, because how do you respond to that?
"Lady and Gentlemen! I here present you with last year's winners of the Windsley Range Knife throwing Competition! Darel Windsley and Josh Windley!" A lady says over the intercom. The two men walk out waving to the people on the bleachers who come to watch.
"And the people who are going against the winner of last year are, Blizzard Shane and Albert Fern!'" A few people on the bleachers clap. I don't care, no one knows us anyway. Blizzards smiling.
"Let's get started. You throw the knife at the other team's wood. Then you grab the other knife from the wood and throw it back. The first team to miss loses, are you guys ready?" The voice asks all of us to give thumbs up.
"3!2!1! Throw!" The crowd yells.
I and Blizzard threw our knives and they hit the target earning 20 points, the other team missed the dot but landed on the wood. We grab the knives before them and throw them at the target again.
Josh drops his knife and Darel throws his. I watch it fly through the air and slice the side of Blizzard's face. He reaches up to his cheek, a tear rolls down his cheek. The crowd gasped. I feel rage building in my body. Darel looks at Blizzard's bleeding face.
"FOWL! BLIZZARD'S TEAM WINS!" The crowd and the voice in the speakers yell.
"Boys meet me in the office for your prize!"
"Blizzard, wait here."
"What?" Blizzard mumbles with his shaky voice.
I start running across the grassy field towards Darel. The look in his eyes is fear. I got him to sock him right in the nose. Then I grab him by his hair and throw him on the ground. I put one foot on his chest.
"IF YOU EVER TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND AGAIN I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET MEETING ME!" I yell. Then I realize. . . I just called him my boyfriend. 'Fuck' I bend down to his face and grab the collar of his hoodie.
"I. Will. Kill. You." I whisper in his ear. I stand uplifting him by his hoodie and throw him back down. The crowd is shocked.
I walk to Blizzard, grab his hand, and head to the family bathroom. I set Blizzard on the counter and then wet tissue and start wiping Blizzard's face. Some blood gets on my white shirt.
"I- I'm sorry, I should've said the knife was coming. I just-" I mumble while wiping his face.
"It's ok," He says in a reassuring voice. We pause for a moment.
"You called me your . . . boyfriend." He looked up into my eyes. He blushes slightly.
"I- I'm the-" I get cut off by Blizzard's lips being pushed onto mine. He lets his hands trail to my shoulders. My hands go to his face bringing his body even closer to mine. At first, I'm surprised, but then I relax, melting into the kiss.q I love it. I love everything about it. He is mine and only mine.
Blizzards POV
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I stop Albert's mumbling with a kiss. His hands go to my back moving his fingers. I love every single thing about it. I love him. Now I have that tingly feeling again. It takes over my whole body. He lifted me by my thighs. He turns away from the counter with me in his hands and I lean against the wall. I pull away slowly, saliva stringing from our lips.
"I love you." I blurt out. His face goes red and smiles.
"I- I love you too," He says, grinning.
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
"Yes!" I say going back into the kiss. I pull away and smile for a second then go back into the kiss. This is something I will remember for a long time. I hear the door open and look over. It's Sage, Albert's half-sister. Albert pulls away from the kiss and looks his sister dead in the eyes.
"Albert!? What- Who- BLIZZARD!?" Sage rambles on random words.
"I- Uhm-" Albert's face goes beet red. She looks at me with an angered look.
"Uhm- I-" I didn't have any words. Albert sets me down from where he had me on the wall and he removes his hands from my waist.
"What happened," Sage says looking at my face. "Albert. Did you do that to him?" She says
"No. Darel's knife cut his cheek, so I brought him in here to clean him up and. . .'' Albert explains.
"Ok, do you need me to leave so you can continue, or are you guys gonna get the prize-" She gets interrupted by the door getting slammed open, she fall nook up and it's Darel. Albert was on the floor helping Sage up before he saw Darel. Then Darel kicks Albert in the back of the head which causes him to faint.
"Your little boyfriend can't help you now," Darel says, grabbing me by my wrists and dragging me out of the office. Once we were outside he lays me in his truck. I try to scream but then everything goes black.
