Is this love? (Damien x Pip)

pippy

Damien's pov:

I grab my backpack and jump out the car. 

"Wait, did you dye your hair-" my mother says before I slam the door.

I walk in the school, all the kids blabbering on about something dumb.

"cheerio Damien!" pip says, 

"hey pip" I say blushing a small bit but I play it cool.

"oh dear! are you good? you look sick" pip says putting his hand soft on my cheek, my cheeks warming up more as he does so.

play it cool Damien, your fine.

fuck

I like pip...

(pip's pov)

Damien seems to be hinding something, he's most likely sick and doesn't want to go home. but why would he want to be here; for him this place is horrendous, so why fake not being sick to go?... there's also another option... he has a crush on someone, but he hates everyone. I wish he had a crush on me... but who would... and what would god think of be dating a guy, let alone satan's son... and also I wouldn't date him because I'm not gay

"I'm fine" he says, he seems to be a little

out of it

he also seems awkward. he's also starting at me... a lot. he's actually quite cute like this. 

"your hand- wait you know what this is more fun" Damien says before chomping down on my hand.

"BLOODY HELL DAMIEN! OW" I yell, "YOU FAREL RAT!"

"he he," Damien giggles.

"IM GOING TO GET YOU BACK FOR THAT, RODENT!!" I scream before the bells starts to ring.

"Bye Pippy" Damien says before running to his class.

"Pippy?" my cheeks start to turn rosy, I quite like that nickname. its cute and sweet. now i'll have to make him a sweet nickname that's not rat or rodent.

(Damiens pov)

I think I played it cool enough. he hasn't asked if I liked him yet. but hell his cute as fuck.  

"ok class" teacher said before I basically stop hearing what he was saying. schools for stupid mortals. I only like one of them. pip, oh how I love pip.

I hear more gibberish come out the teachers out but all I can think of his pip. how sweet he is, how soft he is, his voice, his eyes, his mouth. how I just want to kiss him- WAIT DAMIEN!! you can't be a fucking SIMP, and a gay one at that, you have to. uh... think of... uhhh. guns? fire? something else. shooting guns at cans with pip would be fun. oh then the cans start to burn up, and then pip puts them out and slips. I get him of the ground and wipe the dirt of his face, and we stare into each others eyes and lean in to kiss- FUCK YOU DID IT AGAIN DAMIEN! maybe for one class I can pay attention.

" If y(x-1)=z then x=

y-zz/y + 1y(z-1)z(y-1)1-zy"fuck that."
(OMG IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR THIS PART MY LIFES A WRICK RN =,< THANKS FOR READING THIS ><)