WARNING. THIS CONTAINS. . .
The f slur, lots of curse words and an inappropriate moment.
Evan's POV:
I stood there, blushing furiously while I slowly raised my hand and brushed it over my lips.
"He- he... he kissed me.." I said quietly. I jumped up, throwing my fist in the air, "SCORE!" I screamed.
"I GOT THE HOTTEST GUY IN THE WORLD TO KISS ME!!" I practically squealed. I heard a chuckle and froze in my place. I slowly turned just to see Gregory.
"Hottest guy in the world?" He mocked, laughing. I blushed and scratched my head.
"Uhh, sorry..." I said awkwardly. "No no no, its fine!" He walked over to me and whispered something.
"Want a longer one?~"
Instantly, I nodded "YES! I-I mean... sure... I-I ME–" He cupped my cheeks and leaned in closing his eyes.
Finally, he closed the gap between us, kissing me passionately. I put my arms around his neck as his slipped down to my waist. I eventually kissed back, following the way he kissed me.
"Hmmm" I hummed as he pushed me to a wall. Once my back hit the wall, Gregory broke our kiss. I panted while he smiled. "We'll do more once we're official." He winked before leaving me a blushing mess.
"Wait... WAS HE NAKED!?—"
Gregory's POV:
I heard Evan yell, I chuckled and put on some black, oversized, ripped jeans and a grayish-blue shirt that had a black skull in the middle. Slipping on some black converses, I walked outside to take a small stroll.
I heard someone running towards me so I stopped. "YOU'LL PAY FOR KILLING MY BROTHER!!" some fatass yell. "Tch, what're you gunna do?" I teased with a smile. "Crush me with your body weight?"
"ARGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" He screamed while I turned around and looked at him weirdly. "You takin' a shit?" I asked, look of disgust written all over my face. "No!" He yelled again. "Pipe down, pipsqueak... oh wait, you're big, really big..." I teased again.
"ARG!" He cosplayed as a pirate. "You're a pirate?" I asked. He's running 'sped up' but, to me, it looked like he was running in place. "Your going awfully slow..." I complained. "AM NO–"
"Could you hurry up?" I complained again, tapping my foot unpatiently, looking at my wrist acting as if there was a watch there. I sighed.
After 3,689,245,700 years, I groaned then looked up. This fatass was still running! Panting even though it didn't look like he moved an inch!
"Give up!" I yelled. He shook his head. "Ughhh!" I groaned again. After 5 minutes, it was dark out and I had to move to him.
. . .
He wasn't even running.
"You can't be serious."
"I... haaahhhh... r-reached... yyyyooouuu.." he panted, out of breath, putting his nasty hot breath all other my face.
I backed up and looked at him in disgust. He was drenched in sweat, smelled like rotten flesh AND STILL trying to charge at him.
"Bitch, you haven't even moved an INCH, why are you acting like you've run a marathon?" I questioned.
He looked and me angrily and sprung to tackle me to the ground. "Tell your brother I said hi!" I smiled at him before sidestepping and slashing him on the side.
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His Yandere
RomanceA tall male had no care in the world, he didn't react to anything serious nor changed the cold emotionless expression on his face. Besides that, he was extremely smart, he always got a A & A+'s. Until, one day, a smaller boy had came in his life. A...
