Language (A Gerita Fanfic){{ON HOLD}}

Handling Things

     I leaned closer and closer. My heart was thumping uncontrollably. Our noses were touching, and I swear I could feel his heavy breathing. He was nervous. Maybe more than me. I tilted my head a bit and dared to lean closer, our lips mere centimeters away. His eyes fluttered shut. After what seemed like an eternity, our lips brushed against each other. I leaned in a bit more, and we were kissing.

    It only lasted for about two seconds, but it was amazing. I felt sparks flying in all different directions. His lips were even softer than I'd imagined. But, good things never last. As soon as I started to put my arm around his neck, he pulled away.

     "I-I'm sorry-"I started, but was cut off by his loud, annoyed sighing.

     Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Fuck, I shouldn't have done that. I was in really big trouble now. He's never going to speak to me again! He's going to think I'm some weirdo who likes to kiss other guys without their permission.

     "Are you m-mad at me?" I asked quietly, not wanting to set him off.

     "I-I'm... I don't know. I-I've never had that happen to me before," he said, running a hand through his hair nervously.

     Oh shit. I was his first kiss. No no no no no no this can't be happening. I stole his first kiss from him. I did it without his permission and I stole his fucking first kiss.

     My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach, but it still seemed to be pounding on my chest. It felt heavy. 

     "Listen Feliciano, I-I think I should leave. Thank you for having me over," he muttered as he got up from the chair, pushed it in, and headed towards my door.

     "W-wait!" I blurted just as he was about to leave.

     He turned toward me with a puzzled look on his face.

     "Did you enjoy the kiss?" I asked, blushing and looking down at the floor.

     He thought for a moment, his cheeks burning red. Looking away from me, he indulged in another annoyed sigh.

     "I'll think about it, but don't bother me until Monday. I need time to myself," and just like that, he was gone.

     My smile faltered. My eyes began to sting and my face heated up.

     He didn't like it. He hates me now. Great. Just great.

     I hung my head as tears slid down my face

    Rejection hurts.

     I was interrupted when I heard a faint knock at my door.

     "Feliciano?" It was Lovino.

     I heard my door squeak open, but I didn't bother to look at him. After all, it was kind of his fault. I understood he was trying to be a good brother and help me out, but it just got me into even more trouble. I couldn't ignore my brother forever though.

     As soon as he saw me crying, he started to rage.

     "Feli? Oh my fucking god! It was that stupid asshole boy you had over, wasn't it? God, you know, I was really trying to help you out, fratello! But that jerk thinks he can just mess with your feelings like that! I am going to give that bastard a piece of my mind!" he ranted.

     "L-listen, Lovi," I interrupted, "I understand that you're angry, but there's really no need to do that. I can handle it, okay? I promise,"

     "Really? Are you sure? Because if not I will kick his a-"

     "I'm sure, Lovi. I can handle this on my own,"

     Yeah right...

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A/n

Aaaaa! Chapter.... 5? 6? 7?

I lost track.

Ok well I decided that five days is enough to make you guys wait for another update, so I basically spit this one out because it's late at night and I have work tomorrow.

I'll see you guys around and I hope that you enjoyed this chapter!

~Olivia