All is fair in love and war

Chapter 14

------^ pic of will

-=+=- bayani's POV -=+=-
Well fuck...
I've fallen for the broken boy, the strong boy, the Independent boy, the adorable boy, the angelic boy, the boy that bares so much pain, the barista boy, the boy who's name is will.
We have been texting each other basically non stop! I've learned so much about him, and he's learned so much about me... Some things I've never thought I'd tell anyone! But.... I told him. He doesn't pity me, he doesn't treat me any differently! He treats me like an actual human being, instead of some fragile baby bird. He's there for me when I need him to be. And I am there when he needs me. He is the love of my life. But.... I don't know if he'll love me back, but I'll never know if I don't try. I sucked in a deep breath, quickly sending him a message
B: hey cutie! Wondering if you wanted to go to the movies today
My heart pounded as I waited eagerly for his response. I jumped when my phone dinged, signaling I got a text. I scrambled to it, reading wills response.
W: sure, I get off at work at 6
I squealed, clapping in excitement.
"He said yes, he said yes, he said yes!!!" I screamed, jumping up and down. I hear footsteps running up the stairs.
"Jordan troyer!" My mother screamed "what is the meaning of all this ruckus?!" I gulped, scratching the back of my head awkwardly. She crossed her arms, giving me that pointed look.
"We-well um.... I-I have a date...." I trailed off awkwardly, realizing that this is how I'm going to come out to my mom. A smile crossed my mothers features, as she plopped down on my bed excitedly.
"Ooooh!! Who's the lucky boy?!" She squealed, looking up at me with an ecstatic glint in her eyes.
"Wi....wait.....how'd you know it was a guy?" I asked confused. She gave me an are you serious look.
"Honey...." She sighed, patting a spot next to her "how do I put this? Um.... You are as straight as a unicorn flying over a double rainbow, while it rains glitter. You are one of the gayest people I know." She said sweetly. I looked at her, my gaw dropped. The only thing I could respond with was
"Clearly you've never met graser." That was all I could really say. She rolled her eyes, motioning me to get up.
"So.... Who's the boy? Do you have a picture??" She asked, jumping up and down. I nodded, pulling out my phone. I smiled, as this was my favorite picture of will.
"His name is will, he's a cute British twink, and he's perfect." I said dreamily. Mom choked on her gasp, looking like she was having a fangirl attack. This lady..... She acts like a teen!!
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!! I've taught you well, bagging cuties like him!!" She pulled me into a bone crunching hug "im so proud of you!! Ooh! What are you going to wear?!" She yelled, pushing me away, and excitedly going through my dresser drawer. I rolled my eyes, sighing. This lady.....
"You are such a child." I said. She pouted, shoving me.
"Remember this child can easily embarrass you..... Maybe this child will show lil willy shakes your baby album!!" Mom said, and evil glint in her eye.
"You wouldn't......" I whispered out deadly. A smirk formed on her lips.
"I'm sure he would just adore you in the bath, awe you were so cute!!" She coo'd, pinching my cheeks. I smacked her hands away, glaring daggers at her.
"Don't you dare!" I yelled at her. She giggled, putting her hands up innocently.
"Just remember who h's the power here." She laughed, going back to looking for some clothes. I groaned, falling back on my bag.
"You do know I'm old enough to look for my own clothes, right?" I complained, wanting her gone. She shrugged.
" yeah, but I have better style, and has actually been on a date before." I gasped, glaring at her.
"Rude..." I mutter out. Mom pulled out an outfit.
"Perfect!" She breathed out, and it really was a good outfit.

-=+=- will -=+=-
I gulped, shifting around nervously, waiting for my shift to end. I'm actually going on a date with Jordan!! I smiled a bit, getting giddy.
"You look adorable smiling, you know." I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up beaming. There stood the sex on legs himself! He was wearing a simple white shirt that fitted him so well, making his muscles stand out more. His jeans fit him perfectly, just loose enough to be teasing, his v-line just peaking out. And his hair covered by a dark blue snap back. Just....wow.... He looks perfect in anything. I shuffled nervously, as I wasn't wearing anything special, and I didn't look that good as him. I was just wearing a gray vans shirt, with a pair of black skinny jeans. I bit my lip nervously. Why would he ask me, of all people, on a date? With his looks he could get anyone! Instead, he chose me.... Compared to him, I'm a moldy piece of cheese....I sighed, taking off my apron, walking out of the bar.
"Hey..." I said awkwardly, fiddling with my fingers.
"Wow.... You look even more good looking than I remember....." He breathed out, a light pink dusting his cheeks. I smiled lopsidedly.
"Pleas, you're the good looking thing." I said, giggling awkwardly. Jordan rolled his eyes, intertwining our fingers.
"Let's just go watch the movie, cutie." He said, smiling. I nodded,feeling my face burn up. How can he see me as cute? I looked at my rejection, as we passed a window. I shook my head, sighing. Nothing. Nothing about me is cute. I saw Jordan looking at me, frowning.
"What?" I mumbled. He cupped my face in his hand, running a small circle on my cheek.
"Why do you see yourself like that? How can't you see how beautiful you are?" He whispered sadly. I shrugged, feeling a limo forming in my throat.
"You're the blind one.... How can't you see that I'm only trash?" I asked, wondering.
"Trash huh?" He chuckled sadly "is that why I wanna take you out so badly?" I gaped at him, my eyes widened. That was smooth as fuck!
"Wait!" I yelled, putting a hand up "who gave you permission to be so smooth?!" He chuckled, shrugging.
"But seriously, you are actually beautiful. To your wavy soft hair, to your beautiful chocolate eyes, to your button nose, to your full lips, to your sexy collar bone, to your tempting ass, to your perfectly adorable long limbs, to your cute little accent, to your scar.... I could go on forever.... You are perfect to me." He whispered, leaning in. I just stood there in shock, processing everything. He really sees me as perfect, huh? Well, maybe I am..... Maybe just for him, I am perfect.... Just like how he's perfect for me. Then, his chapped lips connected to mine. I melted into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. Our lips fitted perfectly.... I smiled into the kiss, pulling away. Jordan frowned.
"I love you Jordan troyer...." I whispered, leaning on his forehead. He smiled, kissing my nose.
"And I love you." He whispered back.

Okay, wow..... Look who finally updated!!! Haha, I'm sorry! I was having a writers block..... But I think this is cute! The story will be coming to an end soon...... I shall miss it! But hey, then I'd have more time to work on other stories!! So, that's a bonus!