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10. Gifts

Mateo's P.O.V.

I stare at the box the size of a kitchen cupboard, on Tobias' bed waiting peacefully for him. Part of me is wondering what the fuck is this guy thinking?

The other part of me however is amused. At how speechless Tobias seemed, knowing he must've made a mistake, at how his expression might have looked like.

But then... What will he do with all of them? Giving gifts? Keeping them? If someone sees them they might think he's opening up a cemetary.

He opens the door in a rush, Lina behind him, her arms crossed over her chest, shooting glares at me. I don't even have the courage to stand up or say anything at all, gulping nervously, knowing she's here to kick my ass if needed.

"God... God... God... What do I do now?" he opens the box and looks through it.

A smile creeps upon my face but immediately disappears when Lina is looking at me with a raised eyebrow, almost asking me what's so funny.

"Uh... So... Maybe you can keep some of them and the rest will be gifts... For Christmas... Hanukkah... Easter... Ramadan?" I scratch the back of my head, careful not to say anything wrong.

But then Lina's phone rings and she has to take the call outside, making me be thankful to any God there is, that she left and isn't up in my ass anymore.

"I have to pay you back too" Tobias searches for his wallet but I stand up from my bed and lean closer to his face.

"You can pay me some other way"

He panics, his eyes avoiding my gaze and moving across the room, from the floor to the ceiling, everything being more interesting than the person in front of him. Then I understand that he doesn't get it.

"Accept my apology?" I clarify and he nods immediately, sighing in relief.

As much as I hate him right now, teasing him is pretty fun, seeing him panicked and shy, when usually he's shouting at me all day.

"Fine! I accept your stupid apology"

"Your face isn't as bruised up as I expected it to be" I say and he nods again, but more impatiently, since the candles on his bed are more important than anything I have to say right now.

His nose is a weird shade of light purple combined with blue, but not noticeable unless you stare at his face for a longer period of time. I think he used some concealer to hide it too. People might think he got into a fight if they see him like that. It wasn't really a fight but close.

Lina comes back and helps him scatter the candles across our room, because "they'll look good as decorations". But they look anything but good. It's like someone has a weird obsession with them in here. But it's not really up to me what he does with them anyway.

After a few hours she leaves saying that she has to study, hugs Tobias and glares at me again for the nth time today. Then I sigh again, when she's finally gone for good. Being in the same room as her is like having a big stick up my ass.

"Here" Tobias gives me a candle.

"What's this?"

"A gift"

"What am I supposed to do with it?" I look around for a place where I could put it, but my side of the room is also full of them.

"I don't know. Just take it"

I stare at the candle and put it on my windowsill, next to a cactus that has probably been dead for a year since I forgot it in our room over the summer. Obviously no one could come and water it.

"But whats the gift for? "

"For being the biggest asshole this world has ever seen" Tobias smirks while tossing the box, with some leftover candles under his bed.

"Second biggest. You're the first one"

"Ha" he lets out a dry laugh "Smartass"

"Are you coming to Greg's party?"  I ask, changing the subject, not being in the mood for another fight.

"Yeah. I'll bring the candles too. Hand them out to random people or some shit" 

"Nice! Doing charity work!" I smirk and he shakes his head in disappointment.

"Why do you even care if I'm going? Scared I'll kiss Sarah again?" he crosses his arms over his chest, almost challenging me with his annoying glare.

I clench my fists against my side but do nothing and instead lay down on my bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks in silence.

"I don't like her. She just doesn't interest me. There are more chances that I'm in love with you rather than her... And...that's saying a lot" he makes a disgusted face while I shrug, not having the energy to even acknowledge what he said.

I then close my eyes and sigh.