Ian's POV
I tried to ignore it, but the sound of his voice just kept echoing in my head. It was like all the nightmares all over again. I hated it.. I was afraid of going to sleep because I felt he would crawl into my window and kidnap me or I would just get nightmares about my memories with him.
Anthony had already fallen asleep and I felt that I should be sleeping in my mom's room, only because I was scared I would get horrible nightmares and wake him up. I didn't want to ruin his sleep, because I had some stupid nightmare about the guy who followed me to his own house.
I basically just led Anthony into pure danger! I feel terrible.... Anthony will be fine Ian... fine. But, you might not be.
I sighed and turned on my side and snuggled closely into the blankets, closing my eyes. I felt myself unable to sleep, so I decided to get up and get a nice glass of warm milk.
I slowly and quietly made my way down the stairs and slid into the kitchen, grabbing a small glass. I sighed shakily, looking around the slightly lit room. I hated being in the dark, mostly because I was alone.
Of course I hated being bullied but there was at least people there. When your alone you feel like you could get kidnapped or killed at any moment.
I shivered at the thought and walked over to the refrigerator, taking out the jug of milk, and setting it on the table. I sat the glass down, spinning off the top and pouring it into the glass.
I suddenly got the chills, feeling like someone was watching me. I looked around quickly, just seeing pure darkness. I shook my head and spun the top back onto the jug and sat it back into the refrigerator.
I walked back over to the glass and picked it up, walking over to the microwave. I sat the glass in and closed the door, putting it on for 15 seconds.
Okay, while that's 'heating up' I'm gonna talk about how creepy it is right now, I honestly wish Anthony was up with me right now. I just want to be snuggled up to his arms and watching one of those cute romantic movies.
I didn't know he could change me so much.. I even forget to wear eye liner sometimes! He's made me actually so much happier... the smile he puts on, sometimes. His eyes are a beautiful brown and his hair is such a perfect dark brown.
I sighed at the thought, but quickly snapped out of it as a heard the beeping of the microwave. I sighed again and walked over to it, opening the door and taking out the glass.
I quickly sat it down because the heat was burning my hand. I sighed and shook my head quickly, getting the chills again. I slowly turned around and saw a figure in the window. I gasped and widened my eyes.
I quickly ran up the stairs and opened Anthony's door. I saw him sit up slowly and look around. "Wha-" He was quickly cut off when I jumped onto his bed and hugged him tightly. "A-Anthony I'm so scared!" I sobbed into his shoulder.
He shook his head and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Ian, what do you mean?" He mumbled, tiredly. I slowly looked up, tears falling down my cheeks. "I-I saw someone! In the window!" I sobbed, harder.
He sighed and ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my forehead. "It was probably a bush or something, it's fine." He mumbled, softer.
I calmed my sobs and snuggled up closer to him and panted slowly and heavily. He rubbed my back and sighed softly. "Just take a nap, Ian.." He said, sighing warmly.
I nodded slightly and blushed brightly and nuzzled up closely to him and took long, deep breaths. I slowly felt him lay down and pull the blankets over us and stroked my hair soothingly.
I smiled softly and nuzzled up closer to his warmth and smiled slightly. But then, my smile soon faded when I had the worst nightmare that I could ever have.
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StepBrothers -Ianthony ~ (BoyXBoy) ~
FanfictionAnthony lives with his dad and Ian lives with his mom. Ian is emo, gay and pretty much doesn't know why he's still living. Anthony on the other hand is captain of the football team at the school Ian transfers to and Anthony is straight as a line, he...
