Don't Rain On My Parade (Boyxxboy)

Chapter Twelve

*** ROLLAND POV***

I ducked into the boys bathroom, successfully dodging Oliver who had been searching for me. I rush to one of the stalls and hide in it as I hear the bathroom door open.

"Rolland, I know you're in here, You didn't sneak away fast enough." He calls softly, and I hear the snick of the door being locked. I pull my knees up and sit on the closed Toilet. Just go away, please just go away. I pray, keeping quiet. I hear his shoes squeak on the floor until they stop right outside my stall. "I can hear you breathing Rolland just come out." He whispers peering in through the openings, his eyes meeting mine. I sigh and unfurl from my fetal position, standing up to my full height, Six foot seven inches. Swallowing the bile in my throat I unlock the stall and slip out, crossing my arms as I look at my boyfriend. "What's wrong Ro? Please talk to me." He says coming closer and wrapping his arms around my waist, his head only coming to my chin. "Please." He says hugging me tighter. I sigh and uncross my arms to wrap around him hugging him tight. He looks up at me with concern. "What's wrong?

What's wrong? What's wrong? I might lose you, I might lose Allen all because I Was stupid and let myself get out of control! I scream inside my head. but I don't say it, Instead I put on a small smile "Nothings, wrong really. I'm just in a weird mood." I lie, trying to calm myself while sounding nonchalant. He frowns and breaks free of my arms.

"SO what now you're going to lie to me?" He says sounding hurt. "You've been acting squirrely ever since you hit Lucas yesterday. Listen if its about that don't worry, he wont come after you, I think he's afraid of you." he says. I snort.

"Yeah he's totally afraid of me." I snaps with mean sarcasm. Oliver just stares at me. I look at the ground in guilt. "Just forget it Oliver ok? please. I don't want to talk about it." I mumble Still looking at the ground. I hear him sigh and feel his arms wrap around me again. I peak over at him through my lashes and a small toothy grin.

"Fine, You don't want to talk. But just know I'm always here for you. I love you." He says reaching his tip toes to kiss me gently, my heart breaking. No Oliver, You wont always be here for me, because I'll be ripped away from you. I think as I deepen the kiss.

"I love you too Oliver." I says against them before ending the kiss. "Now come on we Need to head to class. I think the teachers are starting to notice us always skipping." I say making him giggles and say Oops. He flashes me his toothy grin and for the moment I was happy, all my worries are pushed out of my mind as we leave the bathroom and I walk him to his first period class. I give him a kiss outside his class and watch him slip in, hearing him apologize to the teacher for being a few minutes late. I hitch my bag on my shoulder and turn to head to my own class. I turn around and jump back with a yelp.

"Hey there Foster." Lucas smirks, Arnold standing next to him. I freeze as all my problems dump onto me like a bucket of ice water! Oh shit here it comes!.

"Hello Carver, Boy whose last name I don't know." I say trying to sound calm when inside my heart was pounding, my mind swirling. Arnold glares at me.

"My last name is Gordon You Assbutt." He snaps crossing his arms. Huh Arnold Gordan, Kind of cool.

"Too Bad and here I was hoping it was Palmer so I could say I met someone rich and famous." I say mentally cursing. SHIT I was spending way to much time with Oliver, I was starting to Talk before thinking. Then what he said caught my attention and I laugh, I just couldn't help it. I look back at Arnold "Did you seriously just call me an Assbutt? What are we Supernatural?" I say between my chuckles. Arnold's face screws up in anger and he takes a step toward me. I stop laughing and brace myself, preparing to fight. Lucas steps in between us.