Romeo And Julian (Part Two)

Chapter Two

I opened my eyes to a warmth laying on top of me. Gods, this guy is heavy.

"Warren." I moaned (Not like that, get your mind out of the gutter). "Get your fat ass off of me."

"You two are adorable."

I would be jumping up in shock if I could move at all. "What the shit!? Mom!!"

"Hey, when you fall asleep on the couch, you can't expect me not to show up and embarrass you." She laughed. "Just be happy that he's not awake yet, that would be even more embarrassing."

Warren had gotten permission from his parents and my mom to stay over night. The main rule my mom had is that we couldn't be in my room for more than a few minutes at a time together, which is fair I guess, it just means that I get to cuddle with Warren on the couch rather than in my bed (And yes, we'd just be cuddling. Pervs).

"You should know, it's pretty early still." My mother said. "You've still got time before school."

"Well, I should get a shower, but it seems like I've got a skinny German elephant on me." I muttered.

She smiled gently, walked over to us slowly, and then threw Warren off as if he was a sack of potatoes.

"Ow..." He sleepily mumbled. "What was that..?"

"That was mommy dearest." I laughed, getting up and walking away. "I'll be back in about a half hour."

The German boy waved goodbye, still mostly asleep. "Ok..."

I grabbed a gray button up and a red bowtie as well as some jeans (Might as well be fabulous when walking into school), and grabbed a towel as I walked into the bathroom.

Turning on some music, I jumped in the shower and started washing myself off. All Time Low (The song, not the band) started playing and I couldn't help but belt out the words, stopping only when I needed to cough. Gods, I love Jon Bellion.

After finishing up, I got dressed and walked out, grabbing my satchel bag from my room before making my way to the kitchen to scavenge.

"Good morning." I heard an attractive voice whisper in my ear, making me shiver.

I tried ignoring him, grabbing cereal and pouring myself a bowl. I took out the milk and added that to my bowl. Just as I set down the carton, a set of arms wrapped around my waist, making me freeze.

"Good mor~ning." Warren said again, in a sing song voice.

I glared playfully over my shoulder. "You need to lose weight. I was almost crushed to death this morning."

"Goodness, you're gonna make me self conscious about my body at this rate." He said, snuggling into my neck.

"Get off me so I can eat." I commanded, him getting off right after. "Good boy."

"Don't treat your boyfriend like a dog." My mother said as she walked in and poured two cups of coffee. She handed me one and then got some creamer out. "You're not allowed to do that until you're old enough to pay for your own bedroom."

"Mom!!" Oh my gods, this woman is terrible...

She gave me a confused glance. "What? Why are you looking at m~" Then it hit her. She was instantly quiet and went back to setting up her morning coffee.

"You guys are crazy." Warren laughed.

I rolled my eye. "Yeah, duh."

After breakfast, we said our goodbyes as Warren and I left for school. As we walked, we were side by side so that we would brush hands every once and awhile. It was a comfortable silence, making our way to the school building.

We separated when we actually made it to the school grounds, him going to talk to some of his friends, me going to hang out with Henry by my locker.

"Here." I heard my best friend say, shoving some kind of package into my chest.

I looked down at a small box and then stared at him with confusion. "What is this?"

"Open it and you might know." Henry said with a playful tone of sharpness.

I shrugged and took the top off. Inside was a metric fuck ton of magnets and vinyl stickers, as well as an envelope. The magnets ranged from Percy Jackson to Hamilton, RWBY, and Frankenstein. The stickers had similar designs and some fan illustrations of them.

"What the shit... This is amazing!"

"Open the envelope, you fucking nerd." Henry laughed. "You can fangirl all you want after."

I gently ripped the top of the envelope to find... Holy shit... "Two backstage tickets to Hamilton, on Broadway, with the cast..." I whispered in amazement. "How did you..?"

"I've been saving up, and figured that you'd be the only guy I'd want to come with me for this." He said with the biggest grin I've ever seen him wear.

Commence fangirling in three... Two... One...

"OH MY GODS!!! WE'RE SEEING HAMILTON!!"
"IT'S GONNA BE BADASS!!!"
"I'M GONNA MEET LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA!!!"
"I'M GONNA TAKE A PICTURE OF YOU MAKING OUT WITH HIM!!"
"I'M OK WITH THAT!!!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Jeez..." Some random person shouted as they walked by.

"RAISE A GLASS, BITCH!" I countered.

Henry jumped on my back. "DON'T YOU RAKE THE GENERAL'S NAME THROUGH THE MUD!!" He added towards the guy.

"Oh my god, you're retarded!"

Sticking two middle fingers in the sky, I screamed out. "We are out gunned!! Out manned!! Out numbered, out planned!!"

"WHOT WHOT WHOT WHOT WHOT!!"

"Why are you on Julian's shoulders, Henry?" I heard a familiar voice ask.

I turned around, Henry hopping off of me. "Oh. Romeo."

"Umm... Hey, Julian." He mumbled. "It's been awhile..."

"Yeah." I responded. "I didn't realize we were still friends."

"I think I'll just leave, tell me how this goes." Henry whispered to me before making his way down the hall.

There was silence for longer than I would've like. A glance here, a cough there. The halls began to empty and I just turned to finish putting things in my locker. Just as I was about to walk away, a hand grabbed my shoulder.

"I... I think we need to talk."