(Anthony's Point of View)
I wake up in the middle of the night because I can feel Ian shaking, not crying?
I feel Ian quiver in my arms, surely it's not really me he's scared of. I realized Ian's the only person that I'll let get close to me. I want to wake him up and tell he means the world to me, I want to tell him I love him, kiss him senseless. I can't, I want to be his everything, he doesn't know he is already my everything since sixth grade.
{flashback}
The teacher told everyone that there is going to be a new student. I almost peed my pants, what if he is cute. My parents know I'm gay and they figured that out when I was born because mom said she had a dream about my future, she dreamed that it was my wedding day instead of a bride and a groom there was two grooms, me and another boy with a bowl haircut and blue eyes.
"Anthony Padilla, raise your hand," Mrs. Vance called out. I sheepishly raise my hand and a boy with crystal blue eyes sets his books down next to me.
So he's the new boy, god dammit he's adorable. What should I say to him, my mind began to panic. My breathing got heavier. I haven't had a panic attack in a month, so why is it happening to me now?
"Mrs. Vance," he screeched. "Some thing is wrong with him." He pointed his finger towards me.
" O dear, Ian, can you please take him to the nurse?" Her face was mortified.
The boy who's name I guess is Ian nods. He grabbed my hand, I felt a spark. Ian dragged me to the nurse's office, he most have memorized a map of the school because I'm pretty sure he is new.
I love Ian, only if I had met him a few moments ago. I need to hide my feelings for him, I don't want to end up like the only gay couple at school.
"I can help myself nerd," I slapped his hand out of mine. I guess the only way to hide my feelings for him is to be mean to him.
{flashback over}
I whisper to myself," I love you Ian Hecox with all my heart, you just don't know it yet." I plant a kiss on his cheek.
I lay my head back down on the pillow, I hold him closer in my arms. Ian breaths are in sync with mine. We work like a puzzle, his breath goes after I breath, I smile he smiles, maybe we are just meant to be.
The next morning Ian no longer was next to me. He was at the end of the bed staring back up at me. His eyes travel down my shirtless torso. I smirk, he blushes, awwwww.... So cute.
"Do you want to go out with me?" I ask him randomly. His big blue eyes open wide open.
"Yes," he smiles.
I tug his shirt so he falls on my chest. I flip us over so I'm on top of him. I kiss his face multiple times, over and over and over again, it felt amazing to be able to do this. All thoughts of the plan were forgotten, the only thing that mattered was Ian said yes to a date with me.
The door creeks open and my mother walks in, mascara running down her face. She wasn't shocked to see me laying on top of Ian.
"Anthony your father left," moms voice was silent.
I clench my fist, I hate my dad so fucking much. Ian's lips gently caressed my forehead. Mom left me to be with Ian.
"What made you change your mind?" Ian's voice squeaked.
"I never had changed my mind about you I've always loved you," I whisper in his ear.
I sat up and I pulled Ian into my lap, for some odd reason I start to play with his hair. He's the only person that could calm me down
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[A/N~ Omg I'm so sorry for the late update I've been super busy and stuff. So here's a long update I hope you enjoyed it. Quick question what should I call my fans? Vote, comment, and follow me. -Olivia]
