Hello my name is: a PruCan fanfic

Chapter 20

I stared out the window watching as the rain fell, I felt dull. My stare was practically void of emotion as the lightening cracked around me, and the thunder boomed.

The sky lit up every five seconds, causing me to imagine that heaven was having a party, a rave maybe, and we were simply too dull to perceive it that way.

The car from before that dwelled on the curve crept forward, the rain fell, the heavens partied, and I sat here.

Dully like I was waiting for something to happen.

GIL POV

Dammit

Dammit

I need to figure this out. I need to get out of the car.

Rain? So what, if I were unawesome it would bug me, but I'm not. I'm the awesomest person I know. So I'm going to go out there and apologize to my friend. I'm going to show him how great of a friend I am!

How awesome I am.

How sorry I am.

Tapping my foot I turned the radio up, trying to over power the rain with Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down.

How come an awesome person like me couldn't figure out what to say?

Staring at his house window, and then glancing around I finally gave up, shutting my radio off and stepping out, I was clueless. I was afraid, and I was totally un-awesomely uncomfortable.

But I had to apologize, so I stepped out into the rain, which drenched me within three seconds of stepping out. Hell I could barely see my hand in front of my face.

Maybe I was.... gay for him.

MATT POV

God this song was depressing.

I shifted from my spot at the window and turned Lay Me Down by Sam Smith up, letting the lyrics and notes swirl around me, before turning back to the window.

What the Hell?

The the person in the car getting out?! In this weather?

Glancing around with wide eyes, my breathing sped up in panic. What if lightening struck them? I'm having a hard time focusing on their shape. Chewing on my lip I wondered if they ran out of gas. Sighing as they walked under my window, my brow furrowed.

No.

Gilbert?

GIL POV

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT.

It was so damn cold, and now it was fucking hailing!

SHIT.

Staring at the window I could see the shock in his soft round eyes, that were the fucking color of the violet you see during the sunset, or maybe even the purple of lavender in fields when the sun is setting on it, and he hair looks so soft and golden.

Shaking my head I sigh watching him stare. He'll never hear me from down here, and he has no reason to come outside in the mother fucking pouring rain like an idiot..... like me!

I wanted to be at home cuddled under a soft blanket, but my emotions were hitting me like the rain falling around me.

Locking eyes with him, I mouth "I need to talk to you"

He only stared, hesitation. Hell I wasn't surprised when the curtains were drawn leaving me an idiot in the pouring rain.

That's when he appeared in the rain, breathless like he had just ran down a flight of stairs. Hell, his bedroom was upstairs so he probably did.