Craig's POV
Tweek opened the door and let me in after he went in himself.
Helen: "Oh, hello Tweek! How was school?-"
Tweek: "Hi mom, It was okay. This is Craig, me and him are doing a project."
Helen: "Hello, Craig. It's nice to meet you."
Me: "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Tweak."
Helen: "Are you two friends? Or just partners?"
Tweek: "No, we're n--"
Craig: "Yeah, we're friends."
Helen: "Oh that's good to hear! You never really talked about Craig, honey. Always talked about Kenny and Leo... It's nice that you're talking to more people."
Tweek: "I- Uhh, yeah-"
"C-Craig, f-follow me! I'll show you my room.""Alright lead the way." I said, as Tweek quickly grabbed my arm and basically dragged me upstairs. And then started walking once he got all the way up there, still pulling me by my arm. I pulled my arm away from him and flicked him on the back of his head, causing him to flinch.
"I can walk by myself, you know."
"W-Why would you tell my mother that!? We are NOT friends! We will never be friends, considering that you treated me like shit for a long ass time--"
"Why are you getting so judgmental for? I lied to not worry your mother. And from her response, I could realize you barely even have friends!"
"Yeah, as in like you have any! You're so god damn rude and selfish to everyone around you! I'm surprised Clyde even is friends with you."
"He's a nice guy! Being totally normal and supportive of you for what!? I bet you force him to do shit for him.""..."
"I would never force Clyde. He choose to be my friend! He has been for years."
"Yeah, right."
"I'm being honest with you!"
"I took the teachers opportunity into trying to be nicer to you! But it seems you're not getting it.""Why would someone like you want to be friends with me!? You tormented me for years and you think I would just... forgive you!? You haven't done shit to help me! EVER! And not to mention me and you got into a fight today? I don't think your feelings towards me have ever changed."
"How do you know what my actual feeling are? How do you know if they have changed or not."
"I don't! I don't know your actual feelings. Why? Have they changed?"
"..."
"Some have, some stayed the same. I guess.""...Of course."
...
"Look I know we're never going to be on the same terms towards each other. Or understand each other's thoughts on each other. So it's best if we just put that aside for this project, unless we both want to fail."
Silents grew upon us for awhile, I could tell both of us didn't want to do this. Tweek stood there, with his arms crossed, staring at random things in the hallway we were in. He looked like he was deeply thinking about something, with some kind of drifted expression on his face.
I took the time I had to really study his facial features. He had almost unnoticeable freckles, dark eye-bags, and bright blue eyes. Almost like a Weezer Blue, but darker. He had curly blonde hair, it almost looked like it wasn't his original hair color, it looked bleached. His hair was in a high pony-tail and had clips in his hair, to hold off his bangs. He also owned glasses, which looked cute on him. Even though they made him look like a total nerd, it's cute though.
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🕸️ ;; Enemy 2 My Lover .┆Creek AU
Teen FictionCraig and Tweek have been enemies since the 7th grade, and now their in 11th grade. With the same feelings for each other, but neither of them could stand that they both liked and hated each other. Craig has been the bully, Tweek has been the victi...