Cruel and Cold (Ianthony)

Chapter Two

Ian POV:

It’s been a week since I moved in with this Anthony guy. My mom is happy now but I can’t say that for myself. I was hoping for a little relationship with my roommate but it seems he has no interest. I slowly got out of bed. I rubbed my eyes, still half asleep. I was greeted in the kitchen by Anthony. But, this time he was only in his boxers. “Uh. .um. .go-od morning.” I stuttered awkwardly. For some reason I had this strange feeling in the bottom of stomach. Was it lust? No, no Ian you’re just tired. Anthony just stared at his breakfast not acknowledging me at all. I don’t why but when he did that it really. . .hurt.

Anthony POV:

Ian slugged into the kitchen and when he laid eyes on me I could tell he was a little shocked. I just focused on my meal because all he is, is my roommate. Nothing.  More. I can’t let anything happen again. It’s too much pain. “Sooo, how are you?” Ian asked. “Fine.” I mumbled. For a split second I thought I saw Ian almost upset. I’m just seeing things. “What are you gonna do today?” Ian said curiously. He doesn’t really care. And with that thought I just left the kitchen. .“ANTHONY.” He yelled.

Ian POV:

He slowly came back, arms crossed with an annoyed look on his face. “I don’t understand. Why can’t we ever. . .ever have just a normal conversation? What did I do?” I pleaded. Anthony just looked at me. His deep brown eyes pierced right through me. I could’ve melted right there if I didn’t storm out of the room. I slammed my bedroom door closed and just flopped down on my bed. Why is this so complicated?'

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