how did it end up like this? (brance story)

part. 5

Vance started to recite his idea. then, he quickly got up, and rushed to Bruce's house. he had a pen & paper with him. he wrote down,
"to: Bruce
meet me at the back of the school today  at 7:00.
from: vance" vance felt proud of himself, not only because he had the courage to write the note, but also because it looks like he wrote a pretty decent letter. he folded the paper 3 times, and climbed to his window. He tucked the paper inside the window. He made sure it was tight enough to support the wind. He quickly jumped back down when he noticed bruce was pulling up in his bike. he also noticed that he was with a ..
girl. damnit vance. you're so fucking dumb. how could you ever think someone like him could ever like someone like you. It was probably a dare to hurt his feelings. At this point, he was too disappointed to grab the note. It was like he had forgotten about it. He just made eye contact with him for a quick second. Then, Vance just fell down. but he didn't want to talk to Bruce, so he quickly got up, and ran away.
= hours passed by =
vance had gone behind the school anyway. he just wanted to see if Bruce had the balls to come. he waited. hours passed. he gave up. he stood up, and walked away, until he heard a voice.
"vance?" Bruce said. Vance turned around, and sighed. he didn't want to fight with Bruce, he didn't want to fight with words, nor fists. He walked up to Bruce.
"look, can we just forget what happened between us. i don't know what I was thinking. I'll just find somewhere else to stay. you can go back with your girlfriend now." He said. He started walking away. He could hear Bruce talking , but he ignored him.
"girlfriend? but Vance, you don't understand she's my brothers girlfriend! he came home today to get his stuff! I just drove her home!" He said. Vance ignored him, and walked away. He didn't even pay attention to what he was saying. He just ran all the way back to his house. Vance had a feeling that his dad had left that house. So he went through his window just incase. God it felt great being in that room again. He noticed the door was closed. He quickly locked it. He shut his window. Vance started crying.
dont cry Vance. you are a boy. boys don't cry. he thought to himself. but he cried. he fell asleep, just sobbing. he woke up to the sounds of rocks on glass. he looked at his window, and saw Bruce there. it was like 3:00 am , what could he possibly want?! He got up, and opened the window.
"what the fuck do you want man. it's 3 in the fucking morning." He said, when he was about to close the window.
"wait! please Vance. that girl isn't even my girlfriend! I don't know her! please. just listen." He said. Vance sighed. he opened the window even more and let him come inside.
"look bruce, dont bother. i guess I just got the wrong ide-" Vance tried to say, until bruce interrupted him, not with words, but with a..
kiss?
"Vance please just listen to me." Vance looked at him while he said. Vance felt so relieved. he didn't want to seem soft though, so he stayed quiet.
"I just wanted to say that I really like you. and I don't like you because you protect me Vance, I like you for you! I like you for you!" Bruce said.
"Okay? I love you for you." He said, and he hugged him.
"You do? I thought you didn't like me.. I'm so sorry Bruce.. I'm sorry.." he said. Bruce smiled at him.
"Yes, of course I do. You never knew how much I really liked you, and I never even told you! Oh but I meant to." He said. They started smiling at eachother . Bruce leaned in for one last kiss, perhaps a long kiss.
"I have to go now. I lov-" Bruce said, until Vance interrupted him.
"wait! Bruce. please stay." He said. He just wanted to be with him. Perhaps with his boyfriend..? Bruce sighed, and smiled at vance. They both plopped onto bed.
"Wait wait! I have an idea." Vance said. He got out his record player, and all his CD's.
"I have more than a thousand dollars of cash in my hand right now. You could never." He said. He looked at Bruce, and laughed to himself.
"Can I.. hear some of your songs..?" He asked. Vance seemed suprised.
"Oh uh.. sure." He said. He grabbed his favorite song, and put it into the player. By the end of the night, they were already half way into all of them.
"Okay, let's stop now. I'm tired. Lets just go to bed now dipshit." Said vance. Bruce just smiled at him. He was just admiring his beauty. Vance laughed. He sat down next to Bruce in bed.
"Yeah. I'm fine with that." Bruce said, smiling.
"Oh, and Vance," he paused, "I'm proud of you." Wait, for what? Vance thought.
"For what?"
"You wrote a perfect letter."
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883 words! Sorry this one is shorter. And sorry if it's not like how you want it or cringey. Leave suggestions please :). Also yes I used that sentence from Bruce from a sound! :)).

-stephswritten