Sanders sides Oneshots

Drugs and late night dances

Emile's P.O.V:

"You like HIM?!" My friends all yell as my face flushes with embarrassment.

"Yeah okay..."

"He's the drug dealer! Do you even know him?" Virgil asks.

"Yes! He's very kind!"

"Emile but you are so....pure." Patton  looks at me concerned. I see Remy walk into the cafeteria and I turn red. He spots me and comes over.

"Hey Emile! Am I going to see you for your tutoring session today?"

"R-Remy these are my friends. They know I don't have a tutor."

"Alright cool so I threw in a little extra weed this week. Same price my guy."

Everyone at the table looks at me shocked.

"T-Thanks Rem. See you at 3."

"Peace." He talks off and Logan turns to me.

"So when were you going to tell us you smoke weed huh?"

"I-I don't! I just buy it to get close to him."

"And what do you do with it?!" Roman smacks his hand on the table.

I sigh and put my head down.

"I give it to Remus." Roman gasps.

"You give it to him?! He is always smoking!!"

"I'm sorry okay?! I don't know what to do with it!"

"Emile! He hangs out with Dee and Remus!"

"I'm sorry I can't help it! It's the way he looks at me!"

"He looks at you that way because you give him money!"

"No it's different! Remy is unlike anyone I have ever met!"

Logan sighs.

"You are an idiot Emile."

"Come on guys! He's a good guy."

"He sells drugs."

"I don't care! He's who I like!" I storm off and go outside to find Remy. He's waiting by a fence and smoking a cigarette. I decided to tell the truth.

"Hey Emile! Come to get it early?"

"No. Remy...I need to tell you something."

"What is it dear?"

"I...I don't smoke weed."

"What? Then what do you-"

"I give it to Remus."

"You...you sell my weed?!" He pulls me over to him by my tie and pulls a pocket knife out, holding the blade to my throat.

"H-Hey! I never s-sold it! I gave it away! F-For free!"

"You...oh.." He lets go of me and I adjust my tie.

"Why would you do this Emile?"

"Because...I only bought the weed to be near you."

"You...you're gay?!"

"Well yes...and I really like you."

"No...that's...I'm J.D. and you are Veronica. I'm only going to tear you apart."

"Please Remy we could be good with each other."

"No..Emile you are so pur-"

"Don't okay?! I'm not pure!"

"Emile...."

"Please..."

"Fine meet me up on the roof at 8pm."

"Which roof?"

"The school Roof my dear." He winks and turns away, leaving me stunned.

At 8pm: 

I go up to the roof and sure enough Remy is there.

"Well you convinced me to come.." I'm shaking because I hate heights

"Oh hey Emile. Let's go a little higher." He grabs my hand and we go up to the highest point.

"R-Remy I'm scared of heights and up h-here we are teetering o-on the edge of d-d-death!"

"That's how I live life." He picks me up and spins me around, thoroughly scaring me.

"S-STOP!" I push him away when he puts me down and try to control my breathing.

"Emile I'm sorry...look let's sit and we can just talk.

"O-Okay." I sit down besides him

"So...how did you get into selling drugs?"

"Well it's...sad. My parents abandoned me when I was 12 and I was homeless. I remembered there was this guy in my old apartment building who was like 20. He grew weed in his apartment so I decided to go there and I learned how to grow it.."

"Wow..."

"So..have you ever smoked the weed I sell?"

"Once...at first. I wasn't a fan."

"Hmm. Fun."

"Yeah.." There is an awkward silence between us.

"Do you really like me Emile."

"Yes!"

"Then kiss me." He grabs my tie and pulls me in, the kiss heated and tender at the same time.

We pull away and he helps me stand up.  We end up dancing under the night sky.

Drugs and Late night Dances brought us together