Whatever it takes
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Saint tiredly sat on his usual place, tossing a little food on his plate. Just a few food that managed to get his appetite rolling. He had not gotten any sleep last night. Thanks to the school's jerk of a president he had managed to become one of the most envied and hated person in school. Well aside from his friends and a few love struck- BL lover school mates of course who had not forgotten to show their support to him and Perth. Which he wasn't appreciating at all.
Saint had not missed all the whispers along the hall or the way everyone would sneak glances at him whenever he enters a room.
By the time that he was finishing off his dumpling the noise inside the hall seizes again. As everyone stopped whatever they were doing. Everyone stilled as Perth and his bunch of friends entered the hall.
Saint scooted backward, not liking the fact that everyone's gaze were darting towards him and the guy who suddenly broke loose from his circle and decided to walked towards his table again.
Only excited whispers and squeals filled the air when Perth drew closer the Saint.
"Had a good sleep Saint?"
Saint squinted his eyes at him "No. Not at all, not when you suddenly declared something to make my life a living hell. Did you know that your fan girls, oh probably the entire female population of Bangkok High is hunting me down? No thanks to you of course" He growled.
Perth took a step back a bit. Hope slowly fading at the attitude the boy was showing him. He looked around and made sure to scowl to everyone who had the audacity to even hate Saint when he was the one who started all these. He had not anticipated these kind of reaction from his schoolmates. He obviously over looked such details.
"Look i'm sorry. But please don't exaggerate things. They are most likely just curious but if they do step out of line it's me that they will be facing. I promise"
Saint huffed. Can't deny that he was a little relieved of his protectiveness.
"So...." Perth stared at his feet, again playing the hem of his jacket as he cutely kicked a non-existing stone on the tiled floor-which by the way had earned a few more girly hymns from the rest of the student body. Much to Saint's disgust of course.
"Do you want to get some ice cream later? My friend opened a new ice cream house just a ten minute drive away from here. I was hoping to visit it soon. So...." Perth looked up to him expectantly.
"No. I don't want to further associate myself with a cold asshole like you. Will you please stop this game already? I will not be one of your bitches Tanapon, Please."
"This is not a game Saint" Perth actually looked hurt this time "Believe it or not this is not a sprung of the moment thing. It took me a while to say this, even took me a lot to convince myself that I don't like you but... I do. And I'm sorry because it would take a lot more than just that to push me away" He confessed, both wasn't able to hear the 'awww' and 'ohhh' from their school mates.
Saint just felt the need to laugh again. "Why now? Why not on those years when you and your friends taunt me because I had this freaking black rimmed glasses on? Why not three years ago when everybody was laughing at me especially YOU, Of all people when my freaking date who happen to be your friend dumped me beside the waste bin because I was wearing this ridiculous suit!! Why fucking now?"
"I... " Perth glanced back towards Mark who managed to stepped further behind Tam, probably hiding from him, growling inside he glared at him before turning back to Saint.
"I wasn't really aware of who you were exactly that time Saint. It was my first time seeing you actually. And believe me I was really planning help you that night but your date was.... well... he's an asshole but he's my friend... and well... I don't... I mean..you know" Perth scratched his head.
"Oh stop the blabbering! It doesn't matter. I won't go out with you. Not now. Not ever! So stop with this already and go marry some rich bitch " he declared. Crossing his arms against his chest.
"I'm not even asking you to me marry me you know" Perth mumbled
"What?" he scowled
"No.. nothing. Anyway, I'll leave you to eat your breakfast. I'll talk to you soon yeah?" Then Perth walked away again before Saint could managed a replay.
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Whatever it takes
RomanceNot with a coffee, Not with a walk in the park. Not even for an ice cream.