Dreaming of You (Ereri)

Ch. 6

Konichiwa! Genki desu ka?

Lol, sorry. I've been learning Japanese.

Here is ch. 6 (finally!) brought to you by the yaoi gods（≧∇≦）This one's gonna be kinda long /.\

Eren's P.O.V.

After school, I ran abnormally fast towards my house. Once I got home, I rushed to my room, forgetting to take my shoes off, which resulted in a certain mother tromping up the stairs and tapping loudly on my door. "Not now, Mom!" I whined, my voice muffled by the shirt I was trying to wrangle off my head. "Take off your shoes!" she screeched. Rolling my eyes, I slipped off my black Vans. "Okay. Did it," I called. I could feel her glare through the door as I searched through my closet for a more decent shirt. Not sure a red, muddied tee-shirt would be very appropriate. Instead, I threw on a black, Pierce the Veil shirt and changed out of my blue jeans and into black skinny jeans. I sniffed myself and decided to squirt some Axe: Dark Temptations on me. Checking myself in the mirror, I brushed my bangs out of my hair and brushed my teeth to be sure.

Levi had told me to meet him at five, and it was already 4:30. It would probably take about twelve minutes to get to his house, so I had time to check Instagram. Nothing interested me, though, so I texted Armin.

You still in nerd class??

A minute later, my phone buzzed.

Yea, y?

My eyes widened. Armin? Using improper English? I gasp! Chuckling, I typed in a short reply.

I'm going to a friend's house, let Mikasa know I'll be back at 11 or whatever

Clicking my phone off, I leaned over the sink, spit, and went to my room to grab my Converses.

"Hey, Mom! I'm heading out!" I called, nearly tripping as I flew down the stairs. "I'll be back around eleven!" Mom hollered back something I didn't quite hear. I stopped, hoping she might repeat it, but she didn't, so I left.

Levi's apartment, thankfully, was within walking distance. However, I was eager to get there as soon as possible, so I jogged the whole way, wondering why he wanted me over. Maybe for studying...? At one point, I stopped at a curb and put my hands on my knees, catching my breath. As I stood up to keep going, a thought crossed my mind, making me blush. What if he wants to...do stuff? And by 'stuff' I mean winky-face stuff.

Oh my.

After arriving at Levi's apartment, I once again stopped for breath outside the three- story high complex. An African-American man wearing a jungle green suit opened the glass door and smiled kindly at me. "Who're you here to see, young man?" he asked gently. I smiled back and pulled on my shirt to straighten it out. "Levi Ackerman, sir," I said. The man nodded and held the door open, stepping to the side to let me in. "He's on the top floor, room 124C," he informed, punching the 'UP' button on the wall outside the elevator. "Mr. Ackerman checked in about two hours ago and, to my knowledge, has yet to leave, so he should be there."

"Okay. Thank you," I smiled, stepping inside the elevator. The man bowed his head respectively and pressed the '3' button inside the elevator, then moved away and waved at me as the doors shut.

I took several feels breaths on the way up. My nerves were acting up, though I didn't know why. I hoped he hadn't wanted me over for tutoring or anything because I'd left my books at home. You know why he wants you over. Just stay calm and go with it. How was I supposed to stay calm? If Levi wanted to frickle-frackle, how would I handle that? Not by staying calm, that's for sure. Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm such a virgin. It's not like I could help it, though. For most of my life, I was a social outcast; a wallflower; a nerd. No one liked me except Armin and Mikasa. Then, when I got to high school, I met a few people who were kind to me as well, such as Marco and Sasha. But there were also people who bullied me and made sure to exaggerate the fact that I was basically a nobody. Like Jean Kirstein. He wasn't nearly as bad as most of them, but he wasn't exactly on my list of friends either.