--(Mikes POV)--
I helped pick Jeremy up, and he stood up shakily. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and he put his arm around my waist on the side with his hurt knee..
As we walked, we heard arguing from a nearby house. Then two people came storming out of a house close to where we were. The first one was a fairly tall person, with glasses and short black hair spiked up. He wore a white t-shirt and jeans with black converse.
The next was a shorter person, one who..was p-p..purple..?! Vincent..?!
"Scott! Where the hell do you think your going..?! Y..You can't just.. leave me alone..!" Vincent called after the first man.
Scott whirled around. "I'm tired about hearing about your stupid plan, Vince! Either you start being nice to Jeremy and Mike or I'm leaving!" He yelled, clenching his fists. Vincent looked taken aback, as did Jere and I. Why were they yelling about us..?
"T..They'll never forgive me..!" Vince tried to reason. Scott looked ready to burst with anger. He closed his eyes and seemed to try to calm down. When he opened his eyes, they locked on Jeremy and I. Oh..shit...
"Well, if you wanna try to make them, apologize... They're over there! Go! Apologize! I wanna see it!" Scott started calmly, but he was yelling again by the end of the sentence. He motioned to us, and Vince looked. He gulped, before slinking over. Scott walked over too, and crossed his arms.
"Mike.. W-What do we d-do..?!" Jeremy whispered, sounding a little panicked. I looked down at him.
"I don't know... Just.. go with it.. I guess... If you get uncomfortable, just let me know.." I whispered back, turning to face the purple grape in front of us.
"Mike, Jeremy... I'm.. sorry for my behaviour before... and.. I was hoping you could...- " He squeezed his eyes shut, before opening them again. "- you could forgive me...?"
I looked down at Jeremy, who gently squeezed my side. I knew he was uncomfortable, but he gave a small nod.
"Sure, Vincent.. We forgive you.. But you better not pull that shit again..." I said, and Jeremy moved a tiny bit closer to me. Scott walked towards Vince, and stood beside him.
"I told you they'd forgive you, Vince..." He said calmly, ruffling his hair. Vince gave an.. almost playful glare in Scotts direction. I gave a confused look.
Vincent noticed my confusion. "We're..um.. d-dating..." He said quietly. Jeremy smiled.
"That's o-okay... It d-doesn't b-bother us... We're d-dating too, if you h-haven't noticed..." He said quietly, motioning to our arms. Vincent nodded.
"Ohhh okay..." He looked over to Scott. "A..Are you still mad at me..?" He asked quietly.
Scott sighed quietly. "No, Vince... I'm not.. I just hated hearing about that stuff all the time.. It just.. kid of annoyed me..." He explained.
"I..I didn't mean to annoy you, Scotty-boo..." Vince snuggled into Scotts shoulder. Scott blushed, and Jeremy giggled. Hearing Jeremy again made me remember about his knee.
"Well, Jerebear, we have to go fix up your knee..." I said, shifting slightly. Jeremy nodded.
"We do..." Jeremy said. "It was nice m-meeting you S-Scott, and seeing you a-again, V-Vince.."
"You too, Jeremy.. it was nice meeting you guys too.." Scott said cheerfully. He turned around and started walking back to their house, Vincent following close behind.
"Weird couple.." I said when they were out of earshot. Jeremy giggled, and nodded slightly, as we started walking home again.
"C'mon, my little cinnamon roll.." I said, helping him walk again.
"W..What..?" He questioned. "'L-Little c-cinnamon roll'..? Why am I a c-cinnamon roll..?"
"Hm.. Your sweet..?" I said. I don't why I said it, I just thought it was cute...
He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'll n-never u-understand you, Mike.. But I enjoy t-trying..." I smiled.
"Well, good luck with that." I teased, continuing to walk with my cinnamon roll.
(A/N)
I MADE VINCENT A GOOD GUY BECAUSE PG X PG IS CUTE!
FITE ME YOU LIZARD!
I'm tired...
~_the_lone_virus_
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