"amen"
as soon as church concluded, Zachary got up and beelines out of the church, leaving a confused Grae and a fast asleep Hayden on the bench, where they all sat together during the service.
Hayden releases a huge snore which sent shivers up grass spine. Grae narrowed his eyes and pounded the hymn book he was holding, straight into Hayden's head causing him to shoot up in confusion and moan in pain. Grae snickered
"Unholy bastard" he muttered under his breath, packing the remainder of his belongings into his leather bag.
Hayden looked around the church hall in confusion.
"Church is over?" he asked, covering the Part of his head where Grae had hit him with his hand. Grae side-eyed him, still packing his bag.
"Yes, now go home and sleep on your bed. Where there's no one to hear your disrespectful ass snore." Grae was about to take his leave when he felt a strong pair of hands grab him on his waist and turned him around.
"Um excuse me? You better not be touching me or I will punch your Adam's apple right to the back of your oesophagus."
Hayden immediately let go of the petite boy's waist and put his hands on his hips. He looked at Grae with puppy eyes. Grae gave him a weird look and scratched in his bag, pulling a brown little bottle out of it and handed it to Hayden. Hayden was confused as to what it was. When he looked at the bottle, his face fell.
Eye drops.
"Wha- what do I need I drops for?!" He exclaimed. Grae looked at him innocently.
"Well your eyes started getting wet all of a sudden and your face pulled all weird. Thought you were having some eye problem." Grae explained.
"It was puppy dog eyes!" Hayden shouted
Hayden looked at Grae for a second. His puppy eyes always worked with everyone around the school but Grae? This was the first time he had been handed a bottle of eye drops. What was wrong with him?!?
"Bitch what are you making puppy dog eyes at me for? Don't ever do that again, you look like you're going into a slow painful stroke."
"Okay, fine forget the puppy dog eyes!" He shouted frustratedly. Grae looked him in the eye.
"Hayden? What do you want?"He asked softly, trying to be nice for a change? Hayden's smug returned and he snaked his arm around grass waist once more.
" I want your pretty ass to take me home for lunch"
"That's it"
*BAM!!!*
Grae kneed Hayden in the crotch, making him kneel down in pain, eyes tearing up.
"I warned your ass not to touch me. Damn you people don't listen!" Grae said, putting his hands on his hips.
"And what makes you think that me, Grae, Nicolas Kingsly would invite you to my house to eat my food mmhmm? Have you gone utterly mad?"
Hayden painfully moved into a sitting position, still on the royal blue carpet of the church aisle and looked at grae with tear glistened eyes.
"Because you clearly like me and want to get to know me better" he croaked constantly.
"In what lifetime? Who has been lying to you?" Grae asked, voice pitched high.
"Oh come on. Any person would wanna go out with a guy like me. What makes you any different? I am basically handing my dick to you on a silver platter"
Grae slammed his bag onto the bench and kneeled down To Hayden so that their faces could meet.
"Hayden, does the fact that you're on the floor after kicked you testicles not make you realise that you're ticking me off? Do you want to want to wear a cone around your balls? Do you Hayden? Cause that's the direction we're heading in right now."
Hayden looked blank for a moment and went to deep thought, making him look dumber than he already looked.
"Did I ever tell you that you have the most beautiful vixen eyes I ever seen? He asked.
"My eyes are brown!" He corrected.
A brief moment of silence passed between them.
"Okay fine, then you at least owe me lunch since you kicked me in the groin." He reasoned.
"well you're a groin." grae spat. "And who's fault was that anyway? If you hadn't been such a perverted dick we wouldn't have been in this position right now. This is why I never talk to people like you. You all are disgusting, thinking that getting people on their knees for you is love well you know what? It's not- well at least in my eyes. You should actually be ashamed of yourself. Going around and advertising yourself like that will get you the wrong type of attention and a lot of complications you could have avoided."
Hayden's whole face fell into an expression that conveyed sadness and hopelessness.
grae looked at the pitiful boy, on the ground- just like the beggar he saw at the intersection once, apparently paralysed he was.
"Well grae, " he spoke softly. "Could we start over? You just seemed like a really nice guy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disrespect you like that and you're right. I should work on the way I convey myself. I would really like to get to know you better. You look like you could make a good friend judging by the way you treat that other kid, Zachary."
he looked deep into Hayden's eyes and immediately, his face softened. there was this something. it was like behind those pretty green-grey eyes, there were sadness. hope and loneliness maybe? slowly but surely, graes heart melted at the sight of the poor lad and he HATED his heart for it.
grae closed his eyes. he was about to do something he never thought he was going to do in his lifetime. something he claimed as utterly mad! his heart wrenched at the thought of what he was about to do. oh, how he hated his guts at the moment. he drew in a breath and opened his eyes.
"Fine Hayden, you can have lunch with me, let's go"
Grae helped the lad up off the floor and gathered his belongings, walking out of the empty church hall with the green-eyed boy next to him.
What has Jesus done to him today?
****""**""authors note""**""****
*Quack Quack*
Hiii it's me, juvaebee, the author of this sucky book,I didn't kill him
IM ALIVE BITCHES! Hehehe...
Anyways I just wanted y'all to know that I've come out of the looooooooooooooooong writer's block period of my life. Daymn writer's block is a bitch!
Yeah so Grae and Hayden huh? Damn he's a pervert
Lemme know what y'all think😗
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Gtg byeeeeeeeee
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