Fears of the Broken

Fear the Possibility

That weekend I did nothing but properly mourn the loss of my parents. And even though i'll always be sad over their death, I feel as though going over everything and crying was the closure I truly needed. That I could move on and try to be happy, yes, I feel as though this will haunt my life for years to come. But, I know now that one day i'll find someone to be the light I need in this pit of darkness surrounding me...

Today was monday, and I was doing the agonizingly slow fifteen minute drive to school as I ate a yummy bagel slathered in more cream cheese than dough.

Stopping at a red light, I shoved an entire half of my bagel in my mouth, while at the same time trying to lick cream cheese from my chin and utterly failing. Now, to any civilian I would look like I haven't eaten anything in years. But for me, this was my morning routine during the week and basically every meal...

As I was singing along to the song, Crying in the Club by Camila Cabello, at the same time my mouth was still full, I heard chuckling.

And not just any chuckling, the chuckling belonging to the god that graces my dreams...

Oh fuck... my inner schoolgirl was facepalming herself, trying not to cry...

But on the outside I probably looked like a stuffed tomato that's stuffing was overflowing...
Or just a very red deer caught in headlights... eating a bagel...

Looking over, I saw it was indeed Antonio, and holy fuck did he look delicious today...

He was wearing black cargo pants with a white v-neck and a black leather jacket... that along with his motorcycle,

i'm pretty sure I was drooling.

Looking back forward just as the light turned green, I sped off towards the school. Too embarrassed to look anywhere but ahead of me.

Arriving to the school I shut off Betty and hopped out, hoping to get inside the school to avoid confrontation with sir-I wanna kiss-a lot

But unfortunately life is against me today...

Turning around as I was about to jet towards the school's entrance I slammed into a body, one that had witnessed me murdering a bagel, my mouth being the weapon

...wow... way too soon... I thought as I inwardly cringed. Looking up into those light sea blue eyes I instantly blushed upon seeing the smirk on his face,

"You still have cream cheese on your chin y'know..." he brought his hand to my chin, wiping off the cheese...

Oh sweet jesus I think my heart just stopped working...
breath Euryn breath..  I mumbled a thank you as I was about to leave, but suddenly stilled as I heard a very familiar voice...

"E.B. I see you've finally met my grandson..." I looked towards the voice and indeed it had been Rosie...

...And her grandson was a hunk...

a hunk that was currently holding me in an intimate position while his grandmother was looking at me with smug eyes...

Crap...  as if reading my mind, Antonio and I quickly separated. Looking towards his grandmother, my dear friend, with blushing faces, as if deers caught in headlights.

"Oh Tonio I knew she was your type! Didn't I tell you she was a keeper? But no, you just wanted to b-" Antonio quickly jumped towards his grandmother, clamping his hand over her mouth, silencing her.

" okay granny, I think you should go set up for class now..." said with a blush...

weird...
"Oh! That reminds me Tonio, I had your schedule changed, you now have my class first hour rather than third. And your last hour is english with Mr Turnis " Rosie stated while looking at me with a smug smile.

Of course she put him in classes I have... the little spitfire...   with a sigh I went and gave the aging woman a hug while she chuckled at me. After our short embrace I turned towards the school and started off.

...Well isn't today starting with a bang...

*******

Okay this is definitely too far...

Rosie had took it upon herself to have a seat change,

Putting me next to "Tonio"...

I grumbled as I sat down next to a smirking god, not in the mood to even blush.

The sound of a throat clearing brought my attention to the so called god,
"I don't think we've properly met, I'm Antonio, my granny has told me an impeccable amount about you, it's nice to have a face to attach the information to." He stated blushing, obviously nervous, probably because I looked as livid as I was

Entranced by his voice, I calmed almost instantly.
"It's nice to meet you Antonio, formally at least" I stated with a chuckle, "and yes I've heard much about you as well, Rosie is like a mother to me."

"Yes, same for I. She's been raising me since my parents passed..." Antonio looked off into the distance with a forlorn look on his face,

...At least there's something that we have in common...  a little voice in my head whispers, immediate sadness washing over me. Almost bring me to tears.
"I apologize for your loss, my parents were- they passed a month ago... I-I get your pain" I whisper with grief...

Antonio suddenly looks at me, with an unreadable expression on his face, it's almost as if he's scanning my face for something, i look into his eyes with confusion clouding my features. He shakes his head out of his obvious trance, looking towards the front as Rosie starts her lesson,

I take a moment to examine his features...

His chiseled jaw is sharp, lined with the perfect amount of stubble, his nose straight, sharp. Leading to his big blue eyes. Like pools of the sea, leaving me with a  desire to drown in them. All the way to his defined chest in his tight t shirt. Bulging biceps and obvious six pack under the tight shirt.

...this is what a man looks like... my inner schoolgirl whispered dreamily, looking towards his lips, i caught his smirk. Snapping me out of my dreamy trance as i realize he had caught my checking him out.

...Aww shit... another embarrassing moment to add to the book of get yourself together Euryn...  
I blushed deeply and looked forward, catching Rosies smirk and hearing Antonios' chuckle... groaning, i sunk deeper into my seat, wrapping my arms around my frame...

...could this day get any worse??...

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I had avoided Antonio the rest of the day, too embarrassed to start conversation...and as the last bell of the day rung, i almost sprinted to my locker.

As i had just finished packing up my locker was closed abruptly.
"Why have you been avoiding me Euryn..." that amazingly deep voice sent shivers up  my spine, causing my blush to spread as well...

"I-i don't know what youre talking about Antonio..." i whispered, refusing to look up at his face.

His fingers gently lifted my face to his, greeting his tempting eyes. A light smolder in them, causing me to gulp. His eyes following the movement with a smirk, leaning back Antonio looked at me in slight anger.

"I don't like to be ignored piccolo coniglio,  it upsets me" i shiver at his accent, not realizing that he was italian.

"It won't happen again, but i do have to go Antonio" i whispered, ready to bolt...
He narrows his eyes at me, "fine, but we will be having a talk piccolo coniglio" he steps away going down the other direction of the hallway. Leaving me breathless, as i walk out towards Betty...

...Today was definitely a special one...

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