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Months had passed and the two never had the guts to talk about, “The Fallen’s Cave” incident. Though, Keanner had a frequent flash of it. He also, tried to be nicer at Angelo but keep on denying it.
At the kitchen,
Angelo looked at Keanner for the longest time.
“Oi, do I have any dirt on my face?” Keanner asked while finishing his favorite cereals.
“Nope”
“Then, why are keep on gawking at me?” Keanner was irritated.
“Uhm…actually, I’m curious…are you sick or something?” Angelo asked. Keanner really get this conversation on his nerves but avoided to shout or swear.
“No!” he replied lowly but dangerously. Still, Angelo stared at him.
“What now!?” Keanner could not control his temper anymore and slightly raise his voice.
“Well…I was not use of you being nice at me?” Angelo said while eating his pancakes.
“When did I do that?” Keanner acerbically replied.
“Well, now, you occasionally do some shouting, swearing, or hurtful tricks on me…and you even volunteered to drop and pick me up at school.” Angelo said while taking a piece of his pancakes. He added, “Not fighting with you saves energy…you must have had like me.” He jokingly said but smiled genuinely. Keanner spitted his juice and blushed upon seeing him smiled so cutely.
“What? Don’t even think of it like that…idiot…. “ Keanner blushed and started to swear, “…why will I the ‘STRAIGHT GUY’ would ever like a FAG like YOU…beside it was MOM who keep on TORTURING me to do something good for you…and you’re a PITIFUL…dumb face!!!” he freaked out. He would never accept the fact that he likes Angelo.
Angelo mentally slapped himself, “Why did I ever thought that this, smartass would do something good at me in his own liking?”
“Correction, I’m a BI I tend to LIKE GIRLS too…Look, you don’t have to be so freaky fuckface…it was a joke and I don’t even like you…” Angelo flared up, “…and don’t act nice at me if that’s hard for you…DON’T NEED YOUR PITY!” he walked out.
Keanner somehow regretted what he had said earlier but shrugged instead.
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Angelo though, a pacifist, aside when it comes to Keanner, loved to listen in slow/alternative rock music. His fad band was “Bon Jovi” [that’s a real band]. He gotten their latest single entitled, ‘the circle album’ [that’s also a real album title]. He became a fan of that band when he was just ten. It all started when he had first heard their song entitled “It’s My Life” and “Born to be My baby” in his mom collection of cds he instantly hooked on them. Jason also loved them and particularly their hit song “Livin’ on a Prayer.” [all song titles were real.]
Angelo was watching, when an advertisement popped-up.
“Ahoy there, BON JOVI FANS!!!, Our all time favorite band will be having a major concert in January 30, live at Staples Stadium, Anaheim California. For reservation and tickets, call the numbers that flashes on your screen, NOW!”
Angelo immediately grabbed the phone.
[“Good morning, welcome to Ticket World #1, how may I help you?”] the operator answered.
“Uhm…Miss, I would like to reserve one VIP seat at Bon Jov-“ the phone was cut.
“Who the F**k?!” Angelo got pissed. He saw Keanner pulled out the phone’s connection cable from the wall socket.
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Age Doesn't Matter but...Gender Does (Slash) (BoyxBoy)
Teen Fiction(New story XD) BL Stories -^o^- 13 stories inside and more to come (^o^)/ WARNING: IF YOU DON'T LIKE BOYXBOY better not to read it...Please don't hate boy love... Age is not a bother when it comes to love...but how about gender? hmmmm...
