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Chapter 8: The Sleepover

(A/N) I COULDN'T DO IT. I'M SO SORRY. I JUST COULDN'T. TOO MUCH FLUFFINESS IN MY HEAD FOR A SMUT CHAPTER. SORRY AGAIN.          (> ~ <) By the way, I would like to note that there will be a lot of time skips in this story. BECAUSE I HAVE TO FIT LIKE THEIR ENTIRE LIFE INTO FIFTY CHAPTERS (Because there is no fucking way I'm making a prequel)

-ABOUT A MONTH LATER-

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

After Christmas Break was over, we had to go back to school. Luckily, Ras was there, so now Ian and I have a small group of friends. Shaun, Ian, Ras, Brian and I. We all sit together during lunch and we all started hanging out on weekends. "Who's Brian?" you might ask. It's another guy who transferred to this school this trimester. Back to the subject of Shaun. I know what you're expecting. You are probably expecting me to say something about how Shaun is flirting with Ian. Guess what? He finally gave up. Now, him and I are actually good friends now that we got that behind us. Anyways, I'm talking about all this because tonight, the five of us are all having a sleepover at my place. Since it's Friday and my parents work late on Friday....it all just kind of worked out. 

IAN'S P.O.V.

I'm basically staring at the clock right now. 5,4,3,2,1....The school bell rings. Finally. The teacher says something about no homework tonight. Thank god. I have enough homework from Mrs. Dawn. Everyone leaves the room (including me). Anthony, Ras, Shaun, Brian and I decided to meet outside of school. Anthony drove to school in his car so we are all gonna fit in it. Hopefully. I grab my crap from my locker and walk outside. Brian and Ras were already there. I walk over to them. After talking for a few minutes, Shaun and Anthony emerge from the building. "What took you guys so long?" I ask. "Stupid Mrs. Dawn decided to hold us all back," Shaun explains. "Let's go!" Anthony exclaims, starting to walk to his car.

-AFTER A FEW HOURS-

We barely managed to fit everyone in. But, we did it. I had to sit on Ras's lap due to there being four seats and since I'm the smallest of us all I had to. It was a bit weird but it was over with quickly. We ended up playing some video games (HALO FOR THE WINNNN). But we stopped when our pizza came. "PIZZZAAA," Ras exclaimed as Anthony walked over to the table, two pizza boxes in hand. We all take a few slices and dig in. Then, out of nowhere, Shaun says "Pizza makes me so fricking excited." "Sexually excited that is," Anthony adds. We all snicker. "Y'all are pervs," Shaun replies before taking another bite of his pizza. "After pizza, what do you guys wanna do?" Anthony asks. "Horror movie!" Ras says, in-between bites. "Yeah!" "I'm in." "Sure!" They all say stuff like that. Except for me. Oh god....Horror movies terrify me. That's one of the two things that scare me most. Horror movies and thunderstorms. But I don't wanna be a buzzkill. God, I'm such a wimp. It's just a movie! Right? Yeah. "Ian? How about you?" Anthony asks. I nod. "I'm in!" I fake smile. 

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

Something seems to be bothering Ian....Oh well. I'll address it after the sleepover. We finish the pizzas. I pick out a horror movie from all of the movies that we have. I set up the movie while everyone sits down on the couch. It's a large couch so all of us can fit on it. After I set up the movie I sit down on the couch. From left to right, this is the order: Shaun, Ras, Brian, Me, Ian. Ian brings his knees up to his chest and leans against me a bit. The movie starts and nothing too scary happens.

-A LITTLE BIT FURTHER INTO THE MOVIE-

A jump scare comes out of nowhere and Ian buries his face into my chest. He shudders. I feel my shirt dampen as he clenches onto my shirt.. Is Ian...crying? "Ian," I whisper, so quiet that it's barely audible. Luckily, no one notices any of this. "Are you alright?" I whisper. Ian looks up at me, tears in his eyes. "Are you scared?" I lip sync. Ian looks down as if he's disappointed in himself. "We'll be right back," I tell the rest of them, standing up while Ian does as well. "No it's fine," Ian tells me, wiping away the tears. "No, it's not. Come on," I reply, pulling him outside. I close the door behind us. "You're scared of horror movies....aren't you?" I ask. Ian nods, still looking down. "Come here," I say, pulling him into a hug. "I-I'm sorry," Ian apologizes, hugging me back. "Don't apologize. Everyone's scared of something. Why didn't you just say so?" I ask. "I didn't want to be some buzzkill. It's kind of lame, isn't it? Afraid of horror movies," Ian scoffs. "I'm such a wimp," Ian replies, wiping his own tears with the back of his hand. I pull away a bit. "Ian. You're not a wimp. Do I have to remind you that you survived a kidnapping and stayed surprisingly somewhat calm during the whole thing?" I remind him. "Besides, if it makes you feel better. I'm afraid of spiders. Sounds a bit lame. But it's true," I say, wiping the last few tears away with my fingers. Ian is about to say something, but I interrupt him "I know you're going to try and apologize. But you don't need to," I smile. I press my lips against his. He doesn't need to apologize because, this is definitely better than some movie.

(A/N) ANOTHER FLUFFY UNNECESSARY LONG CHAPTER. GODDAMMIT. But it's leading to something that's vital so...watch out for that.