sorry guys i have like no motivation right now!! also sorry for leaving you in suspense i still love you guys dw🤭🤗
(BRUCES POV)
we reached the top of the stairs and swung to the right into an empty bedroom. dozens posters were stuck onto each and every wall and the blankets folded on the bed were a deep blue color, i'm guessing it's adams room.
my hand loosened and i dropped his touch to look around the room. i could still feel my heart beating out of my chest, and when i turned around i saw vance on the edge of the bed.
his eyes. they looked so sweet. how could anyone be scared of him? i walked over to the bed and sat down next to him facing the wall and placed his sweater down. i was too flustered to look at him, but i knew he could tell i was blushing.
the silence was comfortable but it was becoming unbearable. "so uh.. what did you want to tell me," i asked. he looked down and his feet and back to me. "i uhm. i wanted to know if you liked anyone?" i didn't know how to respond. i mean, i did, but he couldn't know. not that it was him.
"yea i do." his face dropped just the slightest that it was hard to notice but he continued, "well, what's she like?"
she
there was never a she. it was always vance hopper. "well uhm. they're pretty eyes are the first thing to come to mind. and they're really sweet, at least i think so, and sometimes they can be kind of an idiot. but even though everyone says they're mean and scary, they'll never be scary to me. and i think i might be so stupid for liking them, but i don't care, because at least i'm not a coward, not like everyone else."
the room goes quiet again and i look up at vance who doesn't return my gaze. his eyes are focused on the floor, i think he's trying to process what i said, 'they'. but, i couldn't tell him it's a girl because i'd be lying, and i couldn't say it was a boy because i'd be laughed at.
he looks up and smiles. smiles? he smiled? oh my god did he know? i needed to talk about something else. without thinking, i asked the question i was secretly dreading the answer to, "but uhm do you like anyone?" his voice raised, "i do actually yea." "well tell me! what's she like?"
he hesitated but continued his rant, "they're.. not like anyone i've ever met before. they have a kind heart and a perfect smile. and there's this way they make me feel that i absolutely hate, but it's because i know they can make me forget everything. and the worst part is that i don't think this person knows how special they are to me." (aww that's sweet now kiss)
woah. i was shocked, vance actually thought of someone like that? but.. he also used they.. was it not a girl? my mind was spiraling with the endless amount of possibilities that vance using 'they' in his confession could mean but i just smiled at him and covered his hand with mine.
he noticed and looked at me, surprised, but all i could see were his eyes. the baby blue eyes that we're the key to vance. his beauty. now i knew what i wanted to do. without a word, i picked up my hand and pressed it against his check and kissed him.
but that's not what happened.
"EW, BRUCE! WHAT THE FUCK? you're so gross just get away from me, fairy!" vance shoved me to the ground just as he'd done once before. but this time he meant it. i had never been yelled at like that. wait. but no. no i was certain he liked me. he doesn't. but everything. that way he talks.. it's only to me. nonono.
my arm was still sore from last time and i had done a pretty good job of making sure to stay out of danger, but this definitely broke it. and me. i turned to hear laughter coming from the closet to only notice sam and adam hysterical.
"dude seriously?!?! you really thought vance would like you? yea okay you fucking weirdo, you don't belong here," adam said to me. i was mortified. my body was cold as i looked from the two boys in the closet, to my arm, and back to him.
i stood up from the ground and walked towards vance. "how could you? all of those things you did for me? the notes? the sweater? they were all fake?" i saw an once of guilt on vance's face, as if he even cared about me in the first place.
"well yea obviously. i'm not a weirdo like you. it's not my fault you like boys," vance answered. but it was. i couldn't feel anything. just cold. i didn't know what to do. he took everything. he took my smile.
"i hate you, vance hopper."
i shoved the sweatshirt in his face and walked out holding my wrist. he didn't even care about that either. i walked right out, with no goodbyes, and started to rush to my house.
now i was scared of vance. scared of what he could do. scared of how he knew exactly how to get in my head. i hate myself. i'm never going to let that happen again. tears soon drenched my shirt as i walked home in the darkness.
this part made me very sad i'm sorry guys🙁🙁 (bruce ily) also pls forgive me i love you guys!! (real)
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