StepBrothers -Ianthony ~ (BoyXBoy) ~

Chapter 36

Anthony's POV

I slowly opened my eyes and yawned quietly. I sat up and looked down and saw Ian curled in a ball and nuzzled up to me. I smiled slightly and rubbed my eyes and looked around.

Oh yeah.. I remember we came outside last night. I looked down at Ian once again and gently stroked his hair. I heard him stir slightly and just curl into a tighter ball.

I chuckled softly and shook my head, grinning slightly. I gently tapped his nose and saw him grow a slight smile and slowly open his eyes and look up at me.

He grinned slightly and yawned, causing me to yawn with him. I chuckled and leaned down and pecked his lips quickly, making him blush softly in return.

He sighed and nuzzled closer to me. "What time is it.." He groggily and sleepily said. I grinned and looked down at my phone. "About eleven thirty.." I said, smiling softly.

He quickly widened his eyes and sat up. "A-Anthony! School! We have to go to school!" He said, nervously. I pulled him back onto my chest and stroked his hair. "It's fine... trust me.." I whispered, causing him to calm down slightly.

I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed his head softly. "It will be okay.. I promise." I whisper again, softly. He smiled softly and nuzzled up closer to me.

He shook his head and sighed. "Anthony... we have to learn about useless history and shit..." He said, pouting. I shook my head, smiling. "Don't worry about it, trust me." I said gently.

He sighed and closed his eyes and laid his head on my chest. "I hate school anyways.." He said, sighing. I felt my phone vibrate and I looked down and picked it up and opened it.

From Felix: Dude, there's supposed to be a new girl at school tomorrow! You gotta be here! I hear she's really hot!

I sighed and looked away slowly and texted back hesitantly.

Anthony: Listen.. dude, you pretty much know I'm not exactly... full on gay. But you also know I'm not full on straight and I already love someone... so there's no reason to tell me how she's 'mega hot'..

I sent the text and sighed softly and heard Ian snoring quietly. I smiled warmly and stroked his hair softly. I saw him smile slightly and felt my phone vibrate on my stomach.

I picked it up and sighed softly and opened it quickly.

Felix: Dude, I'm just letting you know... no need for getting all defensive and shit. But you should probably just come to school tomorrow just to meet her at least.

I groaned and sighed, feeling defeated and quickly texted back.

Anthony: Fine, but don't you dare say I'm single or I will cut off your dick and shove it up your ass.

I grinned at the text, feeling satisfied with my words and sat my phone back on my stomach and continued stroking his hair.

I felt it vibrate quickly and I sighed softly, picking it up. I opened it and shook my head, grinning widely.

Felix: Dude, don't get all defensive. I won't tell her your a single pringle, ready to mingle. Don't worry I'll just tell her the basics, aka your name.

I laughed quietly and laid my head back and held my phone over my face.

Anthony: Whatever man. I gotta go, I'll see you sometime tomorrow. Bye dude.

I stared at my phone until he texted me back a simple 'bye.' and closed it slowly and sat it in the grass. I looked down at Ian and smiled softly and ran my fingers through his soft hair.

His breath hitched slightly and then went back to normal and leaned against my touch. I smiled at his cuteness and continued stroking his hair.

His snores got louder and cuter and I pulled him up to my chest and wrapped my arms around him protectively. He nuzzled up to my cutely and I sighed happily and closed my eyes.

No, I wasn't tired or awake. I was daydreaming. I was thinking about school, the future but most of all, Ian. I was thinking of his baby blue eyes, his beautiful bowl hair and his cute giggle that he lets out whenever I make him laugh.

I thought about how I hurt him before. I thought about how we first saw each other and I mentally slapped myself of how blind I was of his beauty. I thought about how I was a jerk to him.

I would go back in time and slap myself constantly if I could, and keep doing it until I made myself see his beauty. I thought of how I hit him, of how I bruised him. I thought of how he forgave me for such a harmful mistake.

I thought of how much I loved him, of much he means to me. I would do anything for this boy, no matter what.