Influenced (A Keveridge fanfiction) *EDITING*

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(Kier's POV)
Me and Laurence hadn't spoken in nearly a week since we argued. I mean, of course I missed him, and I was pretty out of order, but it was done now.

I'd been hanging with my friends Drew, Shane and Luke, but kept looking back for Laurence when I felt the need to apologise. However, every time we came across the boy, we couldn't help but make comments at him. He was all on his own. Laurence never made an effort to talk to me, he either didn't talk to me, or completely avoided me.

I couldn't help but constantly look at Laurence from the other side of the canteen on today's lunchtime. The way he'd flip through a boring old revision book, but seem genuinely interested.

"Aww, is Kier missing his Laurence?" Drew cooed.

"Why would I miss that nerd?" I said, punching my small friend in the arm, receiving a squeal from him in return. However much I'd want Laurence back, I couldn't help but make comments at him whenever I was with these guys; they just made me seem so confident.

"No wonder he's got no friends, he's always hanging out with his textbooks!" Luke commented, which made everyone giggle. I took another glance at Laurence and watched as his eyes slowly wandered to mine. As soon as he saw me, I flashed him a glare, which made him look instantly away.

"So what even caused you guys to fall out?" Shane asked, seeming genuinely interested.

"Laurence being a bore, really..."

"Didn't Laurence get told off for climbing a tree last week? What a rebel he's turned into!" Drew said sarcastically, bursting into a fit of giggles.

"Didn't you say you saw him come into the park with a pile of homework? Who even does that?!" Luke said, giggling along with Drew.

"He started crying last week when I ripped a page out of his homework book so I could doodle, he's so pathetic!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. It was great that I had a nice group of friends who actually agreed with me on something. Now that I think about it, me and Laurence didn't really agree on stuff that much. Take last week for an example, when I said all the "bad things" about the school (in chapter 1), and Laurence completely disagreed. But these guys? They completely agreed. With everything.

(Laurence's POV)
As soon as Kier looked at me, my heart began to flutter. That was the first time he'd looked at me since we'd fallen out. But then my heart took a drop when he glared at me and spun back round to join his "group". I turned back round to my "group". Well, my pile of homework and my textbooks.

Oh god, Laurence, that was such a twatty thing to say!

And it was because of this whole nerdiness that caused me and Kier to fall out. He'd said it all himself, I was a pathetic loser. I cared too much. Trust me, if I could change the way I was, I would definitely change to be like Kier. He was so confident, so careless. I did admire him, I always had. Even after we'd fallen out, I still admire him. I just wish I could be like him.

I packed my books away and threw my bag onto my back, then started my way out of the canteen. Unfortunately, I had to walk past Kier and his group, but I couldn't help but glance at them as I did.
"What you looking at, loser?"
Kier's voice was sharp as he said this, and as much as it hurt me, I carried on walking.
"Oi, answer me, Beveridge!"
I pushed my glasses up my nose before spinning round to see the table of boys all glaring at me. Kier stood up, but didn't move.
"You gonna say something then? You've been looking at us for the past few minutes."

Why must he be so confident? Why did I admire him so much?

"There's nothing for me to say, Kier." I mumbled, feeling fear grow across me.
"Well stop looking at us then, perv."
I shook my head at Kier's words in complete disgust. I'd always told him not to use words like this, but he never listened, of course.
"Well you must have been watching me to notice I was looking at you." I commented. The whole table was now filled with "ohh"s, but Kier wouldn't stand for it. He walked towards me, but I stayed completely frozen, who knows what would happen now? Kier was fearless, so anything could happen.
"You try making comments, you'll regret it, Beveridge."
I snorted at the the pathetic boy. "You think you sound so threatening. Well I know the real you, Kier. You wouldn't dare do anything towards me."
"You wanna bet?"
I chuckled at Kier. He could sound so threatening, but he would never hurt a fly.
"C'mon, Kier, he's not worth the hassle." I heard Shane say. Kier ruffled his fringe in annoyance then sighed.
I admit, Shane could say the best things to simmer down an argument.

Not that I was being defensive in any way to them. Was I? Oh, stop overthinking, Laurence. This is one of the things that got you into this mess.

"This isn't over, Laurence."
"Oh please, you said that last time."
Kier groaned and rolled his eyes. "You always have something to say, don't you?"
I simply smiled at Kier as I replied. "Maybe that's why I'm the nerd of the school."