Moles POV
There's something about the blonde that makes him different to anyone else I've ever met.
I have no idea what it is, I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to.
I'm oblivious to it.
But it's there.He's a magnet.
I don't know if it's his charisma, charm, or wit but he's had me from the start.
I know it's only been a day but whatever and let me tell you I don't fall easilyWhen you know you know.
Give it time and who knows, we could be the next Shane and Ryland.
Yes I went there and I'll happily do it again."Oh look she made us pizza"
"What is on it?" He asks raising an eyebrow at the food.
"Just try it dude you'll love it" I shove some into his mouth.He puts a thumb up.
I raise my finger to his lips as he has some sauce on him.
"That's the oldest trick in the book." He laughs.
I raise an eyebrow at the unbelievably attractive blonde."What's zat suppozed to mean?"
"You're trying to seem kind and sweet because you want to get me in the sheets"
I roll my eyes.
"Zat is not true"
I don't think that sounds very convincing seeing as now my hand is basically cupping his cheek.He gives me a look as if to say 'really'.
I immediately retract my hand."I'm sure it's very not true." Gregory smirks.
"It's not! I was simply being nice."
I for some reason feel the need to deny everything.
But I really wasn't trying to get him to bed, as I said he's different.
He's worth way more than a one nighter."I'll pretend to believe you" he says just staring into the distance aka the kitchen sink.
Oh yeah we're high."I think your hands looks super rough" he suddenly grips one inspecting it.
"Hmmm very hard working are you?"
He asks feeling my palm."You could say that"
"Very manly" he inspects my nails.
"Yet your nails have been shaped in the past""How would you know zat?"
He shrugs.
He lets go of my hand and lays on the floor.
"Dudeee this is killer"I copy his actions and lay next to him.
"Oh yeahhh look at the fun ceiling""So colourful" he giggles.
Yeah giggles."votre extrêmement beau vous savez" I say slightly letting my finger tips touch him hand.
Surprisingly he grabs it."I'm not gay." He whispers to himself. I don't think it was for me.
I was gonna say 'I am' but nah maybe at some point he'll question my sexuality making him fall for me believing he can't have me but eventually will?Or maybe that's a little too much planning out into something I want to happen.
Of course I'm over thinking things I mean I'm french.
"Do you maybe wanna go for a walk?" I ask suddenly finding my voice very stupid.
"Yay let's go for a stroll." He yanks me up which I didn't expect he'd have the strength to do.
I mean he's got very skinny legs so I kinda assumed he was weak.
My bad."Mum we are going out." I yell before being dragged out of the door.
Meh she won't care anyway.He let's go of my arm and starts this weird walking pattern.
He takes two steps and then does a hop.
"What are you doing" I laugh at my own voice.
I sound so retarded.
"I'm making sure they doing get me."
"Who" I continue laughing.
Jesus Christ.
"Fall out boy." He mutters.
"Oh no they're scary I better do the same."This is why we are now holding hand while walking in this weird way.
I barely notice the stares and glances from random people going about their day.I manage to steal a few glances at the blonde.
He really is so pretty, wow.
"tu es si belle" I sigh.
He rolls his eyes.
"Stop using your secret little language words" he whines.
I chuckle.We continue to walk until it starts to get dark, then we decide to just lay on a patch of grass.
"Wowww look at the sparkly moon." He points to it, his beautiful blue eyes are almost glowing in the moonlight.I manage to suppress my urges to make a move, it's way too soon he probably despises me.
I mean he's high now so just you wait until tomorrow.
But I'm definitely not letting the possibility of having him slip through my fingers.
I will do anything In my power to get him in the end. I mean I've never felt this before and I know that sooner or later he'll feel it too.But for now I'll just enjoy the view, I'll be his friend.
Everyone needs a few of those.——————————————————————————————————————————————————————
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FanficChristophe ze mole has never been a romantic or loving guy but could a certain British boy change him? Gregory has always been brave and a fighter but could he win the battle between his brain and his heart?