Yours. Mine. Ours. (Boyxboy)

Mischievousness

^This child is prettier than me^

School fucking sucks, ok? Yesterday I just decided to leave and go home after whatever the hell Hunter was doing. He had some emotion towards me during music, but I have no idea where it came from.

Today, I'm going to do what I usually do; avoid my problems. And yes, he is a and my problem right now.

My plan is:
1- go
2- off hour
3- skip
4- skip
Oustide lunch?
5- go
6- go
7- skip
8- skip

He's in four of my classes and my lunch hour. Great. Dad is gonna be mad at me.

Currently, I am hiding behind a group of locker, trying to go to my fifth period, because Hunter is standing by my locker. This boy is persistent, I'll give him that.

Once the bell rings and no one is walking past me anymore, I peek around the lockers to see him staring at me with one eyebrow raised and an amused expression.

I can't hide anymore. I need to get to fifth. Walking over, I glare at him and lightly shove him to the side so I can get in my locker, feeling him watching me as I get my things.

"What are you doing, Hunter?" I ask, turning around to face him.
We are a foot apart at most.

"What do you mean? I'm just waiting for you." He shrugs, as if he doesn't know

"God dammit Hunter! You have done nothing but ignore me or hurt me for the past four years! Why are you doing this? What did-" I would have finished, had there not been lips pressed lightly against mine. Hunter has his hands cupping my cheeks and his soft, warm lips pressed against mine in a slow, dare I say loving-ish kiss.

"I'm sorry. I'll explain myself eventually. But until then. Wait for me?" He whispers in my ear, leaving me breathless

Before I can respond, he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the library, sniffling, and we walk quickly in silence. As we get to the door, he turns around and kisses me again, like its our average day routine, and I reach up to deepen the kiss for whatever reason my brain decided on. Before long, he lifts me up and we start walking somewhere and then-

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Ofcourse. A dream. That's all that was. Wait, yesterday still happened, right? Why is he making it into my dreams?

"Alex? Can you wake your sister up please?" I hear my dad yell from the stairs.

"Sure. Do you need me to grab anything before I come down?" I ask, sleep lacing my voice as rub my eyes and crack my back.

"No, but your friend is here to walk you to school." He says before adding,"that means hurry."

"Ok dad. Give me fifteen minutes." I shout back. See, me and my dad have a really strong bond. The three of us, really, even though Cope is still little. It's because of what happened with my mom, that brought us closer together. Not right now.

I get up and put on a shirt that says 'I like bands more than you', my blue skinnies, and my black Toms quickly before running down the hall to Copelands room. I slowly open the door to see her sitting up and stretching with a cute little yawn. "Hi pu'kin'. Good
morning. How did you sleep my love?" I coo at her