Oh honey you know it ain't easy (keveridge)

Part one: i think i love you

Oh honey you know it ain't easy

A keverige fan fiction

Kier's p.o.v:

Me and Laurence are almost done with school we have made it through thirteen years of teasing, bulling, fights and so on. He was my only true friend in school the one who always stuck by me. Our final exam results come in a week and I'm panicking if I don't do well ill have to be away from Laurence.

Laurence invited me to his as he is dying his hair black and offered to put red in mine. Of course I said yes. That day we walk back to his where we can chat without having other people butting in with words like "emo" or "goth kids". I've learnt to ignore it but that doesn't mean I don't want to hit them in the face still. "Kier how much do you want dyed?" I look up at Laurence as he holds the dye in his hands. He's already dyed his and he now looks like a satalight that fell out of orbit. "Oh my fringe, so it's red at the front and brown at the back" he looks at me and smiles "that is gonna look awesome kemp" I smile too.

We walk into school the next day and straight away there are coughs covering up people's comments. i make out a few " look its uncle fester and his cousin it" laughs " this ones hair is covered in blood" more laughs. me and Laurence just keep our heads down not showing how we feel as we know that's all they want.

The comments went on the whole day. Laurence and I decided to go to our place that we usually visit after a bad day. It is a tree that allows you to see for miles and we would usually sit there and watch the sunset together while singing to our favourite bands. When we reach the top we just sit in silence. No music,nothing. Something is wrong Laurence hasn't spoken the whole way here, I watch as he stares at something I cannot see and he is too distant for me to bring back. I watch as a tear rolls down his cheek, he's crying?! I hate seeing him like this and knowing there's nothing I can really do. " Laurence don't cry it's okay we'll be fine we'll get through the last week together" he still doesn't face me but it seems as though I got through to him as a small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. I then feel warmth on my hand as he interlocks his fingers with mine. I stare from our hands to him. He is still staring somewhere distant but his tears have stopped a little and his smile is still there.

The sun slowly sinks behind the horizon and I watch it disappear with Laurence still holding my hand. I realise soon that I don't want this moment to end. The sun has left the sky leaving lines of fire behind. Laurence turns to me "kier I have something I need to say" I look him in the eyes and I'm lost in them. I can't believe I never noticed how beautiful his eyes are. "What is it" he looks down to our hands and smiles then looks back at me. "I think I love you"

I look at him and smile "you think... You don't know?" He smiles " no, i know. I love you kier " it's this moment I take to admire every part of him his eyes that are full of light, his hair which is thick and soft, his smile which can make me happy whenever I see it. He is perfect. We just sit there staring lost in each others gaze. That's when I lean in and kiss him and as I pull back I wipe away any previous tears that were on his face.

We spend the next days visiting the tree and watching the sunset whilst holding hands and exchanging kisses with each other. I love him so much. "Kier it's the results tomorrow and I'm terrified " I've been panicked about this for ages but being with Laurence made it disappear. "Same I've been worried for weeks I know I'll do bad" he stares at me and rubs tears away from my eyes. I never even realised I was crying. " I don't care what my result is its losing you I'm worried about" he pulls me close to him and I sob into his shirt but he soon calms me down. " it will be okay" he says while running a hand through my hair.

That night I spend crying into my pillow and texting Laurence. he calms me down and by about two in the morning I feel my self begin to drift off to sleep.