I Love You Too: A Prinxiety Fanfiction

Chapter 7

Roman's POV-

Groggily, I sat up. Taking in my surroundings, I realized I was still in my room. On the floor. Anxiety wasn't here anymore. And neither was the mysterious man. I remembered him, it was too unrealistic. It must have been a dream. I dismissed the (usually right) voice in the back of my head that was telling me to search my room for intruders. 

Glancing up at the clock, it read 5:44 

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It was Saturday! Had I been knocked out that long? And I was supposed to meet Virgil at the lake. In a panic, I raced into the bathroom, changing into my princely attire, and speedily combing through my bangs and tucking them to one side. 

Just in time I hopped on my bike and darted to the lake. 

Virgil's POV-

I glanced at my phone. It was ten past six. I was supposed to meet him ten minutes ago. Just as I started to think he wasn't coming, that this was all some stupid prank I had fell for, I heard "Anxiety!" Being shouted from a little bit away. 

I waved half heartedly. I felt like this was a setup. Like something was going to happen. Or I was on a hidden camera show. 

As he pedaled over to me, I couldn't help but notice his bike. It was bright red. With golden stripes that glimmered in the setting sun. It was beautiful. Like him. 

Then there was MY bike, black, rusty and imperfect. Ugly. Like me. 

He stopped right in front of me and said, "shall we?" Gesturing to the path around the lake with his hand. "Uh, sure."

The sidewalk was large, and we biked side by side on the concrete. It was silent for a good, awkward, four minutes of Hell. It was truly Hell because my cheeks felt like they were on fire. 

Princey broke the silence and said "I had a really weird dream last night."

My burning face went cold. Right. When Su knocked out Princey, I woke up around 5:00 today. I drugged Princey, so that when he remembered the incident, it would seem like a dream. 

"Yeah..." I trailed off. "Me too." 

He went on about his "dream" and exactly what happened. Except, I had already been there. But he didn't know that. And he never will. 

When he finished explaining, he turned to me and said "What was your dream about?" 

That's when I froze, staring at him, blushing profusely while hurriedly trying to come up with something in my head. "I uh, w-well, uh.. You wouldn't want to u-um hear it. It's long."

"I'm not going anywhere." He smiled at me, but I was straining to come up with something.

I sat there, on my bike, slowly pedaling next to him, and just looking at him face unchanging. 

"What's the  blushing about, Virgil?" Him saying my real name sent chills down my spine. It was the way he said it. It was... Chilling. But I loved it. He was clouding my thoughts, I was angry. "Get out of my head," I thought "why can't I stop thinking about you?" I thought, head swirling with thoughts of panic. 

Without realizing it, I began to push my feet down harder, pedaling faster. I biked ahead of Princey, and not paying attention the slightest, steered my bike to the side of the path, and drove straight into the lake.