"C'mon John, hurry up!" He laughed as I was running behind him, breathing heavily.
"Im going as fast as I can, Victor! It's not my fault Im not on the track team!" We stopped in front of a fence behind someone's house.
"Why are we here?" I asked, my lungs burning due to the cold air and the fact Im very out of shape. "I thought we were going to the gas station so we could buy some hot chocolate?"
"We are, jus' taking a short cut." Victor grabbed ahold onto the top of the fence and pulled himself up. "Are you coming or ya just gonna stand there?" He looked down at me.
"I was waiting for you!" I huffed, catching my breath. Suddenly the houses door swung open and an angry lady, most likely a crack addict, came out and started to run towards us. I panicked while Victor laughed and jumped to the other side of the fence. "Don't leave me here!" I blurted out, desperately trying to climb the fence. She was getting closer.
"Run John, run!" He screamed from the other side of the fence. I turned around and started running even faster than I was before. The lady was much slower and decided to go back inside her home. Still panicked, I ran untill I tripped on a small tree stump.
The dirt, twigs, pebbles and leaves all felt rough on my skin. Groaning, I slowly got up to see that Victor hopped back over to my side of the fence and was speed walking over here. Great, now he's going to make fun of me. I thought to myself.
"Are you okay?" He said, a hint of worry in his voice. This surprised me, a lot. Victor would normally make fun of anyone, no mater who. Why was he all of a sudden being a nice human being?
**Victor's pov**
"Are you okay?" I asked, his face was covered in dirt and it looked like he was possibly bleeding.
"Uhm, yeah I'm fine." John said, a slight blush dusting his checks. He brushed the dirt off his face with the sleeve of his hoodie. I was right, he is bleeding, not a lot, but still.
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Coughs
Idk, im bored and my phone is near death. Plus I need to practice so why not amirite.
