Dipshit [Len x Oliver Fanfiction]

Chapter 2 - U

~3rd Person POV~

"Ya got the money, dumbass?"

"Y-yes...." Oliver shakily handed Len the money which was wrapped up in ten large rolls in his arms, the older boy quickly snatching it up and balancing it all in his arms.

"Huh. Ya did 'lright. Double this 'mount an' yer pain-free. 'Least for a while." Len shoved the money into his locker and grabbed the younger boy's earlobe, pulling it close to his lips. "One slip up an' yer dead."

Oliver shuddered as Len's warm breath hit his ear, blushing slightly. He loathed the older boy with all his might, but something about the boy's actions at that moment made the younger think otherwise.

Len snickered, shoving Oliver away from him and slipping his hands into his pockets. "Got that?"

Oliver nodded, averting his eyes quickly. "G-got it...."

"Good," the blond spat, grinning. "Now get to class." He waved Oliver off as he spun quickly on his heel and walked away.

Normally, no one would be too confused about anything here. What really put Oliver over the edge of confusion here was the tone of voice that Len had used. Something that the British boy was not used to one bit.

Oliver couldn't brush it off, but he did shake his head a few times and headed back to class, trying to get it off of his mind. To make it short, he couldn't. The entire day was spent thinking about Len, no matter how strange it was for Oliver.

"Oliver, you've been spacing out a bit, haven't you?" SeeU set her tray down next to Oliver at lunch and smiled. "Something bothering you?"

Oliver looked up. "Well, you could say that...."

"Wanna talk about it?" The blonde asked, smiling awkwardly at the small boy.

Oliver shook his head. "Not really...." He looked away, pursing his lips slightly in a pout.

"Aw, okay then." SeeU's awkward smile was easily replaced with a sadder smile, and she sat down. "I'm always here for you, you know."

"Yeah, and I'm really thankful for that. Seriously, SeeU. You're my best friend. I don't know what I'd do without you." Oliver's gaze moved back over to SeeU again, and he smiled slightly.

SeeU blushed, averting her gaze. "T-that means so much to me, Oliver! Thank you!" She bowed her head slightly, unable to keep her grin from becoming foolish.

"I-it's not...a big deal...." Oliver sputtered out, waving his hand at the girl.

"It is to me!" SeeU exclaimed, a few people turning to look at them. Oliver tried to calm her down, luckily succeeding. He didn't like being the center of attention, whether it be good or bad.

"A-alright then...." The British boy nodded, biting at his lip as he looked around the lunchroom anxiously. There was no sign of them, so he began to eat.

Unfortunately....

"Yo~" A hand made its way onto Oliver's back, slapping him. Hard.

"O-ow...." Oliver squeaked out, flinching violently.

SeeU pursed her lips, looking up at the boy who had slapped Oliver. "What do you want, Piko?"

Piko shook his head. "Could I possibly borrow your boyfriend for five minutes, Su?"

SeeU flinched. "W-wha—?! He's not my boyfriend! And don't call me that!"

"Why not, Su? You always let me call you that when we were kids...." Piko puffed his cheeks out in a pout, and he crossed his arms. "Got some grudge or something, Su?"

SeeU shuddered slightly out of embarrassment and disgust. "Quit it! I don't care anymore. You changed once we got into high school. You've become meaner, and I don't want you to touch Oliver, got it?"

Piko stuck his tongue out. "Maybe~ I've never been too good at remembering things; you would know." He smirked, patting Oliver's back again. "We'll talk later then, alright Olicchi?"

Oliver looked away. "O-okay...."

As Piko walked away, SeeU's angry expression changed to confusion and concern. "'Olicchi'? Has he always called you that?"

Oliver shrugged, shaking his head. "N-no...."

SeeU shook her head as well, albeit more violently. "Nevermind that. Are you okay?" She reached her hand out to gently pet my head.

Oliver leaned into her touch, shutting his eye. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. T-thank you...."

SeeU beamed, sighing in relief. "Thank goodness.... I'll always worry about you, Oliver! You're my best friend too, you know!"

Oliver smiled in content. "O-okay."

After lunch, it was off to more class. His next period was Science, which he had with Len, unfortunately. To his dismay, the entire period was spent with Len glaring at him, and getting passed threatening notes. Of them included, "Remember that you'll be beaten to a pulp if you don't get the money tomorrow." And, "Which do you prefer? Baseball bat or tennis racket?"

Oliver crumpled the notes in his hand, biting at his lip to hold back a few tears.

He knew he had to get the money for Len, but he didn't have it in the first place. He had given Len all of his allowance that he was saving for college, and now he had nothing. And there was absolutely no way he was going to ask his parents for the money. They'd go insane if they found out he was being bullied at school.

So, all Oliver could really do at this point was either find some way of getting money, or take the beating which most likely leads to his deathbed.

Well, Oliver wasn't exactly ready to die yet.

"SeeU...? You said we were best friends, r-right...?"

SeeU raised an eyebrow at the smaller boy. "What's that supposed to mean? Of course we are!"

"W-well, um.... C-could I borrow some money...?" Oliver poked his index fingers together as he spoke, his facial expression obviously showing his nervousness.

"Huh? Well...I guess.... How much?" SeeU furrowed her brow slightly as she looked at Oliver, the boy trembling slightly.

"U-uh, well...." Oliver looked away, his trembling growing a bit more violent at that question. "T-thirty...t-thousand dollars...."