Dirt Boy

Crisis

Your P.o.V

Trevor dropped me off a couple minutes ago, now I'm changing into pjs before my mom knocks on my door. I call her in while putting my clothes away. "So you know that we were helping out your grandma?" I nod, thinking about when I had to stay with Trevor, and the ghosts after. "Well it's been a while since we've visited, and your dad and I thought maybe we could spend some time there."

"That sounds nice, when are we going?" It has been a while since I've seen them. And it'll only be a week so I won't miss Trevor and he won't miss me too much. Mom tells me it'll be in a few weeks, then turns to leave. She hesitates and turns back to me.

"The Spengler boy... you like him a lot. We know so don't try to tell me otherwise." I fiddle with the shirt I'm holding, not looking at my mom. "He's good for you, we don't mind if you keep him around." She leaves, letting me think about what happened tonight.

Even though it wasn't that long ago that Trevor dropped me off at my house, I wait for him to call. We call as much as possible when we aren't together, not even talking the whole time either. But after tonight, I don't know what he will want to talk about. Something was different, I mean why did he want to dance? And maybe I'm getting my hopes up or being plain stupid, but it felt like he feels the way I do. That can't be right, surely he wouldn't like me back, right? God I don't know.

Halfway through my little crisis, my phone starts ringing. Seeing the caller, I pick it up immediately. "Hi-"

"Gary's here." Trevor cut me off.

"Wait, Gary as in your mom's boyfriend?" He does not sound happy. Not pissed, but not exactly happy.

"And my mom wants me to spend the day with him tomorrow. Bonding time or something." I can practically hear him rolling his eyes.

"Well I can meet you so I'll be there for moral support." Mostly for Gary, because I will make fun of Trevor the whole time.

"That's another problem. You can't come, my mom specifically said that it's me and him, alone. She banned me from seeing you! I can't believe it!" Trevor is exasperated. So that's why he's not happy.

"Awe, will you miss me that much if we don't see each other for a day?" I laugh, listening to his complaints. "But hey, your mom isn't wrong. You should spend time with him, alone. It'll be good to get along with him." Trevor goes quiet.

"It's not that I don't like him. He's weird, sure but he gets along well with Phoebe. And he's just so... different... from my dad. Y'know?"

"Hey... it's ok. If you really need it, call me and I'll come with you." He quietly thanks me. Then I remember what my mom told me earlier. "Speaking of not seeing each other, I'm going to my grandmas in a few weeks."

"What! How long? When? Can I come with you? Do you have to go-"

"Woah, slow down!" I hold my laugh at how ridiculous Trevor sounds. "A week, I don't know, probably and yes I do." The taller boy goes quiet, probably think of how we can convince our parents to let him come.

"How easy is it to climb into your room?" Trevor asks.

"I- You- What? What do you mean 'how easy'-" I stumble, thinking of how that's relevant to our conversation.

"I mean, if I were to come to your house late at night, could I get through your window?" Looking out of my window and down the side, I see that maybe it could be possible.

"I guess, if you're being careful and with my help," Trevor cheers, and I laugh quietly. "Now you won't be doing that tonight, ok?" He complains but agrees in the end.

Eventually we change the topic and chat about random shit while getting ready for bed. While Trevor talks about Phoebe and Podcasts latest escapade, I look through the pictures of us and think about where to put them in the scrapbook. "And then something exploded but Pheebs said it was fine even though- hey are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah, just making something," the boy questions what it is, no hesitation. "Nothing that concerns you, Trev. Now why was shit exploding?"

Time Skip

I leave for my grandmas tomorrow and quite rightly I'm spending my day with Trevor. We sit in the barn next to his house, talking and leaning against each other. "So I definitely can't come too?" The lanky boy fiddles with my hand between us.

"No, so don't go crazy while I'm gone." I smirk at him and he looks offended for a second before he looks away and mumbles something. "What was that?" I pull his chin to face me, Trevor's cheeks a light pink.

"You already make me crazy." Looking into each other's eyes, my stomach does flips and my heats up. Oh fuck dirt boy, what are you doing to me. We stay quiet, leaning closer slowly, still gazing at each other. Shit, is this actually real?

Of course it's not, because my phone rings and Trevor pulls away, face red and awkwardly looking away. Grabbing my phone, I stand and see it's my mom and answer. "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, just making sure you're packing enough," What? Of course I have, it's only a week- "you'll need some more stuff for the month-"

"What! A month! I thought it was only a week?" No, no, fuck no. This can't be happening. My mom tells me that she thought I knew, and that I was ok with it. Behind me, Trevor looks over and mouths asking if I'm ok. Feeling my chest tighten, I look away, thinking about how I'm going to break the news to him. "I- I'll pack more then. Love you."

"I'm sorry hun, I really thought you knew. I love you too." We hang up, and I feel tears full my eyes. I hear Trevor stand up, walking closer. Shit.

"Hey, is everything ok? What's happening in a month?" He turns me, seeing how upset I am and immediately brings me closer. I hug him, not wanting to let go.

"My grandmas. I stay for a fucking month."

A/n
Welp, what can I say. I'm sorry and I hope you forgive me for time. And for being angsty.
Love you all <3