Sanders Sides One Shots

Story Time

"I ask myself how it got like this, how I got to this point, but when I think back I can pinpoint the exact moment, that lead me down the road to here.

'Hey, watch where you're going,' I said to the kid who had just rammed into him, knocking all his books out of his hands.

The kid turned to face me the same moment I looked up and oh god, he was perfect.  Tan skin, brown hair that was styled to perfection and still looked soft, warm brown eyes that made me want to stare into them for eternity, a friendly smile using all his teeth not even ashamed of the slight gap between the front teeth. Thinking back on this moment I realize that any words I use to describe him will never live up to the reality that was my prince.

He smiled and replied, 'Sorry bout that, I'm in a rush,' before bolting down the hallway, presumably to get to class on time, that wasn't the real reason, but I didn't care at the time, I should have, but I didn't because with a smile and a few words he had caught my attention and when someone catches your attention you don't pay attention to why they do things just that they're doing them. 

When I started looking for him he was everywhere. I'm nor sure if he was always there and I never noticed or if I was subconsciously changing where I was to be near him, but either way, he was nearby and I loved it. I couldn't get him out of my head and he had only said a few words to me. It was weird and boarded on stalkerish, but I didn't care at the time, I was too far gone.

I didn't get a chance to talk to him for another month. This meeting paralleled the other, but this time I was the one running into him. I don't even remember why I was running through the halls, I hate running I avoid it as much as I can, but thankful today I was running and not looking where I was going because even though I had made a fool of myself I had run, directly into him. 

'We have to stop meeting like this,' he winked before continuing, 'My name is Roman,' he smiled warmly, "And what may I call you?"

I was sure my face was redder than it had ever been, which isn't saying much considering how pale I was back then, but still when the guy you've been watching for months notices that you exist, you blush like and idiot and when he asks your name you stammer it out, which is exactly what I did, 'A-a-a-ann,'

Roman looked surprised at that and asked, 'Isn't that a girl's name?'

Now normally I would have been offended, but once again, I had been daydreaming of this moment for months, so I wasn't shocked at all, 'It's short for Angel,' I muttered, embarrassed that I had done that. I had given him a name that had been a source of endless teasing for me, he surely thought that I'm weird, he was going to leave, I had blown it.

'That's cool, so this might be weird,' he ran his hand through his hair, 'But I've noticed you around, ever since I ran into you and was wondering if you might wanna come to my party tonight?' I nodded ecstatically, unable to form any semblance of a coherent thought. Roman smiled even wider and wrote his address and the time the party started before running back down the hallway.

I had no idea what going to the party would lead and during the fallout, I would have giving anything to go back in time and never go to the party, but now I'm glad I did. 

I knew something was wrong the moment I entered the house, the way everyone looked at me, some with pity and others with disgust, but they all knew something I didn't, to this day I still believe that every last one of them was in on it. 

'Ann!' I heard Roman yell, 'Just in time, I almost thought you wouldn't make it,' something in his tone made me nervous, it wasn't the same one he used previously when talking to me this one was fake and unsettling. I tried to back away, but Roman grabbed me and practically dragged me upstairs, leading me to his room.

'Angel, are you in love with me?' he asked, and I felt my stomach turn as I thought it over. Was I in love with him? Probably not, we had barely talked, but I knew that wasn't the answer he was looking for and still longed to please him.

'Yes, I'm in love with you,' I answered sealing my fate.

The moment the words left my mouth some girl with popped out from the closet, which was cracked open just a bit. In an instant, I could tell she had been recording the entire thing. I ran out of the room, hoping I was wrong. I wasn't. By Monday everyone knew I was gay.

An upperclassman that I only recognized from seeing in the hallway came up to me and I was scared that he was going to harass me for being gay, he wouldn't have been the first or last, but instead of harassing me he said, 'Hey, I'm Patton. I'm sorry you were outed. I know we've never talked before, but I'm here for you,' before giving me a piece of paper with his number and continuing, 'Call me whenever, even if you don't have a reason, or don't call me, do whatever you're comfortable with, just know that I'm here for you,' 

And that's the story of how I found the love of my life," I said, finishing the story. I looked at Patton. He was smiling so widely that I couldn't help but smile back. Even if I meet him under horrible circumstances I wouldn't change it for anything.