To Be A Sinner//Larry xTravis

Fuck off

*-Travis's POV-*

"G-Get off!" I try to push the lug off of me but my arms were currently injured from.. him.

"Dude chill you're angry and need to relax." He won't budge.

"Did Sally Freak tell you!" I yell since it has to be the reason he's like this.

"Tell me what?" He backs off in confusion.

"Nothing, nevermind, I guess he can keep promises." I sigh and start to walk.

"Dude where are you going?" He starts to follow me and then I stop. "Why'd we go here-" he looks over.

"You have books to grab remember?" I sigh once again.

"Ah thanks dude but what were you and Sally Face talking bout in the bathroom?" he blankly asks.

"None of your business." I look down.

"Well if you yelled in a panic looking flustered and it has to do with Sal so." He looks over at me while getting his books.

"Sally Freak just found something I wrote but it's not important okay? Plus I made Sally Face promise not to tell a soul, dead or alive." I put my arms out to hold a few books.

"You believe in the dead? Dang you and Sally Face would get along if you didn't act stuck up." Larry let out a upset laugh. He hands me two books and he grabs two more before closing his locker.

"Well my dad is a priest and kills wandering spirits that try and kill people." I take a step back from his locker.

"Oh yeah, isn't that why you're homophobic?" He looks at me.

"Huh? What does that mean! I live my own life my father doesn't control me!" I huff out air. "Don't pity me because you get the wrong idea jerk!"

"Mhm, right. So there will be a festival later this year, if he doesn't 'control' you, come with 'the homo 'group' to it then." He had a stupid smirk on his face, a stupidly cute smirk.

"Who said I would want to go in the first place? Plus I'm already going with Phillips family." I look at him laughing a bit.

"Yeah fine when you have to go home I have to come with you better?" Larry sighs.

"No! That's worse! He'd kill me for that one!" I yell.

"Fine I'll think of something later." The bell rings and kids come out to the locker, it's all of them, they push and shove until I was shoved to a locker and Larry stood there protecting me!

"I- you- uh-" I wanted to tell at him to get off but I also wanted to say thank you. They kept pushing he tried to stay away from my face as much as possible. "You smell!" I didn't mean to yell it I just thought he smelled like he hasn't showered in a week.

"You try living with not the best plumbing." He laughs, it was attractive, just like everything about him. My cheeks got all hot, I hope he doesn't see me all flustered, I look away in hopes of not being seen.

"Dude you okay?" Larry asks while I avoid looking at him.

"F-Fine!" I spit out quickly.

"Are you sure, I won't judge." I look at him and his face turns a light shade of pink. He's just looking at me with a shock expression.

"I'm sur-" I get cut off as he's pushed on to me, our faces only an inch or two away. My heart's racing and my mind is spinning. Soon Larry was pulled away leaving me being pushed around, I cradle into a ball as everyone kicks me. I hate this feeling. The feeling of home. Help me. Save me. "H..help.." I manage to make the words come out.