High School//Ianthony

Chapter 16: Interruptions

IAN'S P.O.V.

For the rest of the night, we watched a couple of Christmas movies and snuggled. We both said our goodbyes and before I left, Anthony kissed my forehead. I'm walking home now though. My hand is holding the letter inside of my pocket. Maybe...I should tell Anthony. No one can make his life a living hell if I'm always by his side...right? Yeah..I'll tell Anthony tomorrow. I walked into my house. It was completely empty. Of course...they're out drinking again. Crap! I forgot my coat at Anthony's house. I'll get it later. No, wonder I'm so cold. Wow, I can be extremely ignorant. Anyways, I think I'll just go to bed now...

THE NEXT DAY

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

I got to the bus stop where some people were waiting. Some of them gave me dirty looks while others were completely silent. A few minutes later, Ian was walking down the sidewalk to the same bus stop. When he saw me, he smiled and walked a bit faster towards me. I smiled and walked towards him as well. When we reached eachother, I turned to walk in the same direction as he was. Ian turned to look at me "Are you wearing my coat?" He asked. I blushed. "Oh-sorry about that..your coat is just so much warmer..." I made up an excuse. Even though, I just wanted to wear it because...this is going to sound weird...but it smells like him and that comforts me. "It's alright...but do you think I could wear your coat? I'm freezing. If you have it that is," Ian replies. I nod, taking my own coat from my backpack and then handed it to Ian. He put it on. "Thanks," Ian looked down at the ground, his eyebrows furrowed as if something was bothering him. "Is there something wrong?" I ask him. Ian hesitates to answer for a moment then does "Yeah, I'm fine," He grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers.

IAN'S P.O.V.

No...I shouldn't tell him. Not yet. I will later today but I can't right now. I put on a fake smile and the bus pulled up, so we got on it. 

LATER THAT DAY

It's P.E. right now and Anthony and I are changing in the bathroom instead of the locker room. A wave of guilt rushes through me. Its all my fault that Anthony isn't changing in the locker room. Its my fault that his friends left him. Last but not least, its my fault that he lost all that mattered to him. We both finish changing and I pull him into the janitor's closet. "I'm sorry," I tell him, before hugging him. "What for?" Anthony asks me curiously, but hugs me back. "For making your life different, your now at the bottom with me and its my fa-" "Don't talk about yourself that way," Anthony interrupts me. "What sort of friends were those? All they did was make lame jokes that didn't make sense and beat up people. Not to mention Kalel was a bitch," He tried to assure me. "But-" "But nothing. It was my decision and I wouldn't call this the bottom...I have you, and thats better than the 'so called top' " Anthony told me, rubbing my back soothingly. I pull away only a bit so I can look into his eyes. "Why do you put up with me?" I smile. Anthony presses his lips against mine, "I think you can figure it out," He smiled, dropping his arms. I did the same and we walked out of the closet. We walked to the gym and I broke the comfortable silence that was between us. "Anthony, I have to tell you something," I say. I need to tell him and there's no going back now. "Yeah?" "I-" My voice was cut off by the sound of the teachers whistle. "8 laps!" He yelled at us. I'll tell him later though..right? Can I? Should I? Maybe not.