"Your hat." (Pico x Keith story)

Ep. 6

Keith POV
I stepped inside. Immediately, I was grabbed and shoved against a wall. I looked up and saw Pico, glaring down at me.

He gripped onto the collar of my shirt, pulling me towards him.

"Why were you with Girlfriend?" He said. I blinked, a bit confused. That's a weird question to ask. Was he jealous possibly? That doesn't make any sense. "Why?" I said. "Why ask?"

He grumbled. He pinned me against the wall. I winced. He pressed his knee and arm against it, making it hard for me to move from my position. His grip onto my shirt grew tighter. "Answer." He demanded. I decided to be bold.

"We're friends. Do you know what that is?" I grabbed his wrist, trying to pull it off of my shirt. He let go of me.

I tried to walk past him, but he pulled me back by my arm. "You aren't leaving yet." He said.

He backed me up into the wall again, leaning in. My heart fluttered a bit. I panicked.

Our lips were only inches apart. He left me on a thread, not knowing what he was going to do next.

I didn't realize I had been glancing at his lips, which made me a bit embarrassed. I cleared my tight throat.

"I-I think I have to get to class, so..." I said, voice cracking. I scooted away, darting out of the bathroom once I was out of his grasp.

Holy shit..what was that? What did he do to me? My heart was racing quite quickly. I lightly poked my cheek. It was so warm, but, why?

I didn't want to accept it, but I knew I couldn't force my feelings away. I took a few breaths, trying to get back on track. What time is it? I checked a nearby clock.

Shit.. I'm going to be late for my next period, I need to hurry.

I thought about running, but knew I would probably get in trouble for that. Instead, I sped up as I walked down the halls, glancing around nervously.

Once I finally got into to my class, I stepped inside, crossing my fingers and hoping the professor wouldn't be mad, hoping that a shit ton of eyes wouldn't all be staring at me.

But they were. I tried to ignore it, biting the inside of my cheeks and bringing my attention to the professor. "I'm sorry I'm late, sir." I said. He nodded. "That's alright. Go to your seat."

I did as I was told and walked to my seat, trying to avoid any eyes. I sat down, staring down at my lap. The door opened, causing my head to jerk up.

"Pico. You're late." The professor said. "My bad."

Pico's in this class. Not surprised at all. Damnit-he's in nearly every single class that I have. I'll suck it up and deal with it.