My Roommate, My Enemy (BXB) On Hold

Chapter Seven (EDITED)

Sebastian p.o.v.
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It has been over a week since I last spoke to De'Andre. We make small talk on the field at practice, but we have not had a conversation in a while.
Practice has been somewhat dreadful becuase of all the tension between him and me. He is messing up my me time, when I am playing soccer/Futbol, that's my happy time, and lately, I hardly want to go to practice.

Yesterday on the field, I made this killer score against the opposing side with a pass he gave me. All I tried to do was slap his hand, and he avoided my hand in front of everyone; I could not even play it off..... the rest of the time, players were sending us weird looks, and I wouldn't say I liked it.

I was going to let him touch my hand... He should have been happy.

Ungrateful Bastard.........

I get either that or a one-word reply from him nowadays. It is seriously pissing me off.
I think we are both just avoiding each other, him more so than me. It is by chance that I see him, typically at night when we have fallen asleep, and he is even gone before I wake up.

He no longer uses my body wash, so I can not even think of a reason to approach him.
In class, he sits the furthest away from me and keeps to himself ....... as soon as the class is over, he bolts out like a fucking weirdo.
People are now whispering about him ........ as if his clothes did not make him stand out enough.

Uhhhhgg. I could care less about us avoiding each other when we're off the field, but when we're on the field, that is a problem. I did not come to this school to lose.
This is so childish...

We need to work out our differences, and I can not keep going on like this. Lately, he has been occupying my head in such negative ways.
He knows how to hold a grudge, but if he wants to play like he does, I will, too, and his behavior will influence me.

He did not even apologize when he flashed me..... I could have pressed charges ...... or something.
Freaking out, I run through my hair like crazy.

"YOOOO Sebastian, are you alright? Practice is about to start, and you have been out of it since you came," Elijah says, approaching me.

"Yeah, I am alright. Just some business stuff with my Father came up; just thinking a lot about that."

"Are you sure it is not Dre"

"WHAT!! No, not; I could care less about him....... why do you think he got me like this?" I say, running my hand through my hair multiple times.

"Well, you have been staring at him this entire time. Is there something you want to tell me....... Do you possibly have feelings....."

"HELL NO, I did not mean to look at him. I was thinking. My life has been a bit stressful lately."

"Whatever you say, Sebastian, I am happy with your answer to that becuase lately I have"

"TO THE FIELD BOYS," the coach says, exiting his office.

"Just tell me after practice, okay?" I then walked out to the field, with him following behind me.

"I am so ready for practice, especially with our first game being soon," one of the players says, hyped as we exit the locker room.

At that point, I can only grin. Our first game is soon, and I am excited about it. At that thought, I take all the bullshit out of my mind and become focused.

"YOU ARE SO RIGHT. I CAN NOT WAIT TO LEAD MY TEAM AS CAPTAIN," Levi says, grinning and patting multiple teammates on the back.

Hearing all the banter makes my blood boil positively.