The Boy Who Saved Me.

Junkyard.

This room do long to come out because I was at my cousins and I had to rewrite 800+ words, sorry guys! I hate bologna because of Sally face.🥰 Kind of random. 😋 But anyways sorry it took so long for this chapter to come out again, anyways let's start the story now! I hope you all are enjoying!

Sal's POV:
We've finally made it to the junkyard, me and Larry come here a lot and this is also how Larry got his car. He fixed it up and made the piece of junk his. He also hides his stash here so mom won't find it. "Hey, I'm gonna go try to remember where I hid the stash, I think.. In the shed." Larry says to me and Trav. He walks away giggling, I roll my eyes jokingly and turn to Travis. "So wanna get high?" He seems surprised "uh- you don't have to! Don't wanna pressure you." I say quickly as he seemed nervous. "No it's fine." Trav says back to me. I nod as my mask covers my smile, I grab Trav's hand and start to bring him through the junkyard to the shed. We just sit on the floor. "Uh- so guessing you've never smoked church boy?" I say giggling "nope.it not like father is letting me smoke or hell, do anything." He says, Trav seems.. Happy. "He's not gonna be that pissed? Right?" I ask hoping I don't get him in even more trouble "he won't even know, he never answers the phone. He hates calling people." Trav say which I quickly follow with "or just people. No what just everything." I say.

He laughs, damn I've never heard him laugh, holy fuck. His laugh is cute as fuck. Why am I so cringy. "Uhm.. Do you mind if I pull up my mask a bit?" I ask, I don't wanna make him weirded out by how my mouth looks. It's hideous. "Oh uh, no I don't mind." Trav says nervously. I reach up lifting my mask showing my mouth only. I gently place the ciggerate in between my lips and light it.

Trav's POV:
I stare at Sal, he's so beautiful.. Even if it's just his lips.. I wish I could kiss him.. Stop. Your not gay. I'm not a fag. I space out looking at Sal like he's the only working light in a box full of lightbulbs. My pretty boy. "Trav? You okay man?" I snap out of my zone out and say "oh yeah sorry.. Just, thinking" I say hesitantly as I grab a cigarette putting it in my mouth nervously. "Can I use your lighter?" Sal just leans forward, putting his hand right next to my thigh on the ground. He presses the cigarettes together, lighting mine with his. Damn.. my whole face goes red. "Okay now just suck on it, and breath out after" What?! "Wha-" Sal looks away embarrassed but quickly looks back "ah- not like that!" I breath in and immediately start coughing my eyes watering a bit. Sal giggles as he says "you okay man?" I wipe my eyes and look up at him, "your smile is so pretty.." I say without thinking.

Larry's POV:
I tried to look around and couldn't find the weed, or Sal and Travis. They better no be fucking in the shed or something. I think to myself as I walk towards the shed, as I walk in a see Sal leaning towards Travis with his mask pulled up showing his mouth. They each have cigarettes in the hands, Sal is obviously about to kiss him. "Aw dude why in the shed?! Gross!" I yell sarcastically. Sal scoots away from him quickly as his face obviously goes red as I can see just from being able to see his mouth. He shifts his mask down so it sits on his face normally. "Uh- I was just-" Sal attempts to explain what he was just doing. "Yeah I know you to were kissing." I say as I smirk at him than say "yeah just, if your gonna fuck don't do it on the floor dude" I say as I turn around and leave the she'd. Leaving Sal and Travis alone.

Trav's POV:
We're we really about to kiss?! I mean it just got quiet and he leaned in towards me.. I look up at him face still red embarrassed that shithead walked in at the worst time. I mean what would have happened if he didn't walk in? Would Sal kissed me?

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I'm sorry this is such a short chapter and thank you all for the support! I almost have reached 50 people reading my story! 😭 I'll try my hardest to write I swear! Love you all! 🙏🙏