Sam- Top, Colby- bottom
Sam's POV
I walk into school and the first thing I see is Colby Brock. I hate him but I don't. We were friends when we were younger. He left me for this other friend. I got popular and that friend left him. He tried to come back to me but I didn't let him. Now he has no one. I also now bully him.
I only bully him because I'm in love with him. I've been in love with him for so long. I can't tell him though. He won't like me back.
Anyway, I walk up to Colby, slamming him into the locker. "You look so beautiful today baby," i whisper in his ear. I see him start to blush as I punch him into the stomach. He groans and crouches down, holding his stomach.
I hate hurting him. But it also feels so good to hurt people. I take my anger out of Colby because I can't have him and it hurts me so much. I walk away, leaving him there, and walk into first period. Colby walks in shortly after with his hand in his stomach. He sits next to me, moving the furthest he can from me.
We have to sit together. At the beginning of the year, we were best friends and we chose to sit next to each other but when we stopped being friends. I asked the teacher if either one of us could move seats but she didn't allow it.
The teacher walks into the classroom and starts class.
*40 minutes later*
We only have one minute left of the period and as we are packing up our stuff, the teacher says, "you guys have a new project, it will be due next week and you will have to work on it outside of class, you will not have class time to do it. You will be working with the person next to you, No switching!" I groan and look at Colby and say, "Come over to my house after school. I want to get this project done so I can get away from you." Colby nods and the bell rings. I get up walking out of the class, sighing.
The rest of the day goes as normal. I don't want to do this stupid project with Colby.
Colby's POV
Sam punched me today, right after he called me beautiful. I love him. I've loved him for so long now. The only reason I stopped talking to him so much is so that my feelings would go away. They didn't. They only got stronger. When my other friend left, i tried to go back to hanging with Sam but he wouldn't. It hurt me so much. He now bullies me and I still can't help but love him. Even when he hits me. I sometimes like it.
Today, the teacher made us partners for a project. He told me to come to his house. I haven't been to his house in forever.
*Time skip to the end of the day*
It's the end of the day. I'm scared to go to Sam's house. I walk up to the door and knock. Sam opens the door, looking pissed. I just stand there, not knowing what to do. "Are you going to come in or what," Sam said with a harsh tone. I nod and walk inside.
I follow him up to his room. Once we finally get to his room, he opens the door. It looks so different from the last time I was here. It used to be so bright and now it's all black.
He sits over at his desk and I sit next to him. I pull out the things we need for the project and we start working on it. We aren't talking unless we need to. We were around half way through our project when Sam said, "Do you want to take a break. I'm tired of doing this." I nod and he goes over to his bed, laying down. I walk over to his couch, sitting down awkwardly playing with my rings.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly, almost so he didn't hear me, but he did. "For?" He said confused. "For leaving, for replacing you, for everything I ever did to you." He hummed. "It's okay, I'm sorry for bullying you. I have a reason but I can't tell you. At least not yet." I nod and look down. "So are we cool. Can we go back to being friends. I really miss that." He nods and smiles. I smile and look at him. "Come over here," he said patting the spot next to him. I giggled and walked over to him, sitting next to him.
