☆𝐫𝐞ꜱ𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭☆

20.

(i hate this story but i'll continue it for the sake of everyone who wants closure 😭)
(Also this chapter is like somewhat suggestive so uh be warned I guess(nothing happens))

Arlo ran towards the old lady being crowded, she was sobbing. Her hair was a mess and she was covered in debris.

"-And then the man broke in and stabbed that poor boy with a syringe! The worst part is all I could do was watch as he disappeared!" Arlo heard a part of her explanation and immediately asked a question in a frantic voice.

"Was he 5'11, a teenager, and did he have black hair?"

The old lady turned to look at him with wide eyes "Ye-" she started before being interrupted by remi catching up to Arlo and shoving her way through the crowd.

"Arlo! You can't just-" Arlo shushed Remi and let the old lady continue.

"Yes, you described his exact appearance." she finally said in a surprised tone.

"Do you happen to know where he is now?" Arlo let out a sigh of frustration.

"One of the ambulances took him away a little while ago, he should be at the hospital in 410 Maple RD" the old woman replied before having a coughing fit from the dust in the air.

"Cmon Remi! Let's hurry!" Arlo rushed towards the edge of the sidewalk and stuck his hand out to call for a taxi.

"R-Right!" Remi stammered clearly caught off guard by the blonde male.

"I sure hope that young man will be okay." the old lady coughed out as she watched the pair of teens quickly hop into a taxi.

John found himself in a dream of sorts, he sat in a field of buttercups. His nose itched from the pollen in the air and his eyes widened at the sight of the sky. The sky was a pastel pink color and there was no sun or clouds, John was incredibly creeped out. He needed to wake up quickly, he was stabbed by a syringe before he ended up here after all.

The black haired boy took a good look at his surroundings and noticed that it was just fields of buttercups for miles and miles, except for a small river of pink liquid to his right.

John hesitantly walked towards it, flowers being crushed under his shoes every step he took.

He glanced at his reflection in the water and noticed that he was wearing a new change of clothes. John wasn't sure how he didn't notice it earlier, especially when the shirt he was oversized and baggy.

"Wait..." he whispered before his eyes widened in a moment of realization.

The clothes he was wearing belonged to Arlo!

"Ah- WHAT." John screamed with a red face, he was so surprised that he managed to lose his balance and fell forward.

The black haired male squeezed his eyes shut expecting to fall into the water but was surprised when he wasn't absolutely soaked and a hand was grabbing him by the waist.
He hesitantly opened his eyes to see a handsome blond haired male with blue eyes was holding his closely by the waist.

Except it wasn't any blonde haired guy, it was Arlo.

"AH!!!" John screamed as he shoved him away and fell into backwards the water.
The baggy clothes he was wearing immediately became soaked and John muttered curses.

Arlo looked down at him with a surprised expression before beginning to chuckle at John.

John glared at him with a red face before turning away and letting out a groan. He was not only upset about falling into the water but also from Arlo's hurtful words from earlier.

Arlo ceased his laughing to playfully ruffle John's hair, "Why so angry? You made yourself fall?" he said playfully.

John huffed before standing up from the water, he furrowed his eyebrows angrily.

"Hey. Don't think I'm not still upset with you." he hissed at the blond before beginning to squeeze water out of his shirt.

"Ah- I'm not sure what you're talking about." replied Arlo tilting his head with a confused expression.

Oh right. John had surprisingly almost forgotten he was dreaming, it was odd considering his surroundings and Arlo's personality.

The Arlo in his dream was so much more...friendly.

John really liked seeing Arlo this way and he wished that the blond could be this way in real life.Not only that but the Arlo in his dreams was also a hundred times more attractive than in real life, John swore that he had hearts in his eyes as much as he hated to admit.

"Damn.." muttered John as he admired the taller male in front of him.

"Take a photo, it'll last longer." Arlo teased before flicking John's forehead and snapping him out of his trance.

"Shut up!" the blacked haired male felt his cheeks heat up.

"Why am I wearing your clothes Arlo??" he finally asked, tugging on the shirt was wearing.

"Oh, I lent you them because you were kinda naked."

"Oh." John's face flared up.

Arlo then suddenly leaned towards John's ear and whispered something that made the shorter male shudder with arousal.

"You still haven't told me what I've done wrong." the blond whispered before grabbing John's chin and gazing into his golden eyes.
John soon realized that Arlo was going to lean for a kiss and panicked.

"Ah- WHAT THE HELL!" John quickly shoved the other male's head away and ran away.

'This better not be a damn wet dream over Arlo!' thought John, furrowing his eyebrows angrily as he continued to run through the large flower field.

'First he yells at me for no reason and then he shows up in my dream, what a bastard!' the golden eyed boy then stopped to catch his breath.

His face was red from embarrassment and from running, he wheezed a bit before trying to gain his composure.

"Just who does that guy think he is!" John yelled at the sky.

"Fuck..." he muttered.

John had never felt more aroused in his entire life, and it was over Arlo.
How incredibly lame.
Over that stupidly attractive blond guy.

Over that stupid guy that made John's heart skip a beat anytime he so much as looked in his direction.

"This is so damn pathetic." John coughed and fell backwards onto the flowers.

It's not like John could trust himself to sort his feelings out, so his dreams ended up doing in for him.

Arlo had shown up in his dreams before, but it was more of a violent dream. It was around the time where Arlo had played John's pretend friend and gotten him to reveal his abilities.

'Man I miss when absolutely I hated that guy, now I'm weak for him.'

(I literally have no idea what I'm writing anymore I'm sorry 😭)