Sinful Love (boyxboy) (Wattys 2016)

Chapter three

Picture of Blade :D

*** (Greyson's P.O.V) ***

I woke up the next morning with a sigh, taking a quick shower, I threw on a pair of black baggy shorts with a black and green plaid shirt. Throwing my hair up into its usual spikes I grabbed my bag, a pop tart, and my car keys, I left the house, jumping into my car I sped out onto the street.

I couldn't stop thinking about what happened between Andy and I yesterday. How could I have been so stupid? That was such a sensitive topic for him, but my damn curiosity had to get in the flipping way. God, I honestly hope I don't lose him because of my stupidity.
I reached the school parking lot, turning off my engine, grabbing my back I got out and double locked my doors just in case one of those damn homophobes try anything. I walked up the main steps, sliding into the hallway. I automatically saw Blade, and grinned. He grinned back, walking over to me.

I've known Blade ever since we were in third grade, we met because the school bully was picking on him so I stood up for him, and ever since then our beautiful, idiotic friendship has grown and blossomed over the years, and we became bestos for the restos. I always felt most comfortable when I'm around Blade, he's wacky and an extremely hyper person, but that's all the more reason why I like him.

"Hey Greyson!"

"Blade, hey! What's up dude?"

"Nothing, I hate this hell hole, can't wait to leave! How about you?"

 "Nothing, I really hate mornings."

"I know you do, that's why I'll be extra hyper for you today."

I shot him a looming glare. "Blade."

He laughed. "Calm down Mr. Grumpy pants, Jeez!"

I rolled my eyes, and started walking down the hall.

I froze, seeing Jace, the biggest homophobe in the school hurting Andy.

I snarled, walking towards them. "Hey, leave him alone."

Jace walked up to me with a smug look. I glanced down to see Andy trembling violently, his lip was busted, he had a black eye, and he had bruises on his arms from Jace squeezing him too tightly.

"Oh? And what are you going to do, fag?"

I punched him square in the jaw, causing his head to snap to the side then kicked him once brutally in stomach, he fell with a groan. I towered over him. "Don't you dare hurt him again, or I'll beat your ass so terribly that no one would recognize your sorry face."

He trembled, scurrying away.

I walked over to Andy, picking him up, I carried him to the bathroom, kicking the door open. I set him down on the counter, and began to clean the blood oozing from his lower lip. He continued to quiver until I finished, looking into his grey eyes I saw fear and pain with a bit of relief mixed together at once.

"You okay?"

"Y-yes. Thank you, Grey. I thought you hated me, I was afraid you'd let him beat me up."
I hugged him tightly, careful of his arms. "I would never let anyone harm you Andy, you are my besto for the restos. Nothing would ever change that, I'll always care about you."

He started crying, holding me as if his life depended on it. "I'm so s-sorry about what happened yesterday, it just really damaged me when you asked that."

"No I am sorry, I should've known it was too personal. I'm so terribly sorry Andy, please forgive me."

"I already did, you are my besto for the restos."