You Forgot Your Glasses

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I don't want to get out of bed today. Monday was very hectic as I tried my best avoid Eren and Levi, I didn't even glance at either of them the rest of the day. I doubt Tuesday will be any more fun. I want to sleep through the day. But I know that'll just make my father angrier.

I quickly jump out of bed and strip out of my pj's and have a quick shower. I slip into my binder, underwear, a white button up shirt and blue skinny jeans.
I would've put on my glasses but I don't have any right now. I only had one pair.
Well, I do have a part time job at Spec Savers so maybe I could buy another pair after school.

I grab my side bag and throw in my school books, pads [Just in case.] And other necessities I may need, before grabbing my phone and stuffing it into my back pocket and running into the kitchen to grab some money from my dad's wallet for lunch. He always leaves it in the kitchen-then slipping on a pair of black converse shoes and running out the door before my parents wake up.
By the time I've jogged down the street, I'm already tired as hell. I walk to a near by Starbucks to get something to eat since it's really early and I didn't have any breakfast.
Welp, there goes my lunch money.

x-X-x

Lunch is upon us, meaning, kids everywhere. And the young Armin Arlert has no food.

Goddamnit, Armin. Now you're gonna starve for the rest of the day. What if your stomach rumbles in class and everyone looks at you? Ugh!

I throw my head back in frustration and place my hands on the back of my head while walking to the library. No body's around, anyway, so I'm sure I'm fin- Oomph.
Spoke too soon.

I've just bumped into someone and am now of the floor, but, not in that much pain.

That's because you landed on top of the person, idiot!

I put my hands down on the ground and push myself up.

"I-I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. Sor-" I get cut off when a hand is placed on my cheek. I look up since I wasn't before, not wanting the person to see me. When I see that I'm on top of the one and only Eren I freak out and freeze.

My legs and hands are on either side of him as I just stare. I stare. And stare. Eren tilts his head slightly.

SO CUTE!<3^-^

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He chuckles. I shake myself out of the trance I was in and begin to stand up until Eren snakes his other hand around my waist and pulling my body against his. "Don't move, I like this position."

My cheeks heat up like crazy and I wouldn't be surprised if he could feel my heartbeat against his chest.

"U-umm..." I stammer.

"You're right, I'm sorry. I don't even know your name." He takes his arm off from around me and the other one off my cheek and I feel this sudden random coldness.
I don't hesitate to stand myself up and straighten out my clothes as I watch Eren dust himself off. "Hey, umm, the cafeteria is that way," he points behind me. "Where are you going?"

"U-umm... The library..." I look down.

"Why, so you can hear more juicy information about someone else?" My eyes widen and I snap my head up to see a smirking Eren.

"I-I'm so sorry, Eren. I really didn't mean to. I'm sorry!"

"Huh, you know my name?"

"Well, you are really popular. You said it yourself at the library." I stare blankly at him.

"Oh, that reminds me." He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses. "Umm, they're kind of broken now." I look at my squashed and cracked glasses and slowly take them from him.

I sigh, "It's at times like this when I want to be Harry Potter." Eren laughs at my statement.

"Don't we all want to be Harry Potter?" He admits.

"You've read the books?"

"Only a million times. And watched the movies heaps, too." For some reason, a large grin spreads across my face and I feel like squealing. Of course, I don't. Then, Eren presses a finger against my lips, making my heart pound. Even though he was only doing it to make me silence, it still made me blush. "Please don't squeal."
Wait, why are you going the library?"

"Oh, forgot my lunch money." I shrug. Eren stares at me for a bit longer before saying;

"Okay, wait here."

x-X-x

I do as instructed and ten minutes later, I see Eren walk back with a tray full of food. I mean full!

"That's a lot of food, Eren. You gonna eat all that?" I fold my arms.

"Yes, I'm going to eat all this food in front off a poor injured boy who forgot his lunch money." Eren replies sarcastically. "Nah, I brought enough food for the two of us." I drop my arms to my sides and stare at him.

"Why?"

"Why were you injured so badly?" He fires back. "Oh crap! I'm so sorry, I-I didn't mean to. It was just on my mind all night."

He thought about me all night?

"It's okay. But you really didn't have to buy me food." I try my best not to make my eyes well up at the thought of my father beating me.

"Well I did. I broke your glasses, after all." He shrugs.

"No you didn't. I bumped into you." I walk over to him and grab the tray. "Buuuuuuut, I'm starving!" Eren smiles at me and we sit on the nearest bench in the deserted hallway, the tray of food in between us."Thanks, by the way, for the food."

"Don't mention it," Eren waves his hand. "Umm... I don't actually know your name."

I quickly swallow whatever I was eating at the time before replying. "Armin. Armin Arlert."

"Well, Armin Arlert, I never expected you to be like this, honestly. Especially when I first met you in library." He admits.

"Like what?"

"I don't know, quirky, funny, witty." He shrugs. "I think I like you, Armin." My cheeks heat up, a lot. I really hope he doesn't notice the pink hue showing on my face. "You're cool."

Of course, he would never actually like, like me.

"Well, Eren, I like you, too. A lot, actually." I admit.

"Sooo... You have a crush on me?" He winks. Ahh, the blushing! "Oh my gosh, Armin, sorry to say this but you look so adorable when you blush!"

Thanks, genius, now I'm blushing more! Asshole...

"So, do you?" I look at him confused. "Have a crush on me."

At this, I stand and begin to walk away...

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