The new boy {bxb}

Part 11

(Lucas 🤭)
(Ha ha. sad warning again. sorry)

I sit in front of Andrew as I watch him eat his 5th chocolate cake. I am afraid of him. He's very focused on his cake.

"Andrew."

"Mhm." He says as he shoves cake into his mouth.

"That was a lot of cake."

"Mhm."

"Can we go now?" I say. He nods and gets up. I get up too and he goes to pay for all the cake. I chuckle as I see him trying to apologize for eating so much. He comes back to me and we leave the coffee shop. "So should we go back to your house or mine?"

"Let's go to yours."

I nod and we start walking to my house. As we walk I feel Andrew grab at my hand. I guess he wants to hold my hand. I grab his hand and intertwine out fingers. I look at him and see him blushing. I chuckle and kiss his cheek softly. He's so cute. I feel him pull his hand away quickly and I look at him confused. He starts to run over to someone.

"Oh my god, Lucas?" He says to some guy i've never seen before.

"Andrew?" The guy, Lucas, asked. Lucas looks at him and smiles. "Andrew!"

"When did you come back? I haven't seen you in 3 years."

"I just came back yesterday. I was gonna come say hi back I was really busy."

I walk over to them and wave at Lucas.

"Oh yeah, Lucas this is my friend Miles." Really, Just Friend? Andrew you stupid liar. "He moved here not too long ago."

I shake his hand and smile at him. "Nice to meet you, Lucas."

"Nice to meet you too, Miles."

"Well we have to go now, Right Andrew?" I say, pulling my hand away and looking at Andrew. He nods and says goodbye to lucas. We start walking to my house again. Once we get far enough away from Lucas I turn to Andrew. "Friend, Really?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know if you were okay with me telling him that we were dating."

"Well I am so next time we see him you have to tell him."

"Okay, I will."

"Good."

After 5 minutes of walking we get to my house. We walk inside and go upstairs to my room. I shut the door and we sit on my bed. I look at him and he's looking around my room. I lean against the back of my bed and pull him onto my lap. I turn him to face me and smirk. He wraps his legs around my waist and kisses me softly. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him roughly. He gets surprised but kisses back the same. I pull him closer and bit on his lip. He moans softly into my mouth.

"Hey Miles mo- OH MY GOD!" Taylor exclaimed then quickly leaves the room. Andrew quickly gets off of me and blushes. I laugh softly and get up. I can hear Taylor saying something to our mom. I kiss Andrews forehead softly then leave the room, going to look for Taylor and my mom. I find them in the living room and Taylor looks like she just say a ghost. I sit next to my mom and look at them both. Andrew sits next me a little bit later and smiles, still blushing. My mom looks at us and laughs softly.

"I wanted you to come down and introduce me to your friend but I guess he's a little more than a friend" My mom says with a smile on her face.

"Mom, they were sucking faces, they are definitely more than friends." Taylor says, laughing.

"Shut up, Taylor." I say, putting my arm around Andrews waist.

"So can you introduce me to your boyfriend?" My mom asks.

"Mhm. This is Andrew, my boyfriend as you know."

"So, Andrew, tell me about yourself."

"Um, Well i'm 17, I'm a Junior, I play soccer, and i have a dog named lucky." Andrew says, not really looking at anyone.

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It's been a few hours and Andrew and I have gotten back into my room. We had dinner and my mom make us some cupcakes so Andrew ate most of those. Andrew and I were laying on my bed. Well mostly him, I was leaning against the back of my bed.

( mm trigger warning ⚠️ sorry)

Andrew got up to go get some food and I nodded. I haven't been feeling right. I don't feel good enough for Andrew. I get up and get my box with my razor in it. I go to the bathroom and shut the door. I put the box on the sink and open it, getting the razor. I look down at it then look at myself in the mirror. I look back at the razor and at my wrist. I see all my old and kinda new scars. there's not a lot but definitely too many. i've been doing this on and off since I was 14 years old. I slowly slide the razor across my wrist. I make 5 cuts then hear a knock on the door.

"Y-Yeah." I stutter out.

"Hey, are you okay?" Andrew asks.

"Yeah, I'm f-fine." I start to tear up and you can hear that in my words. Andrew opens the door and looks at me worried. He can see the blood drip down my arms. I put the razor down and look at him sadly. He pulls me closer and wraps his arms around me.

"Hey, it's okay. Everything's okay, Miles."

"No, no it's not."

{Ha ha. ☹️ I'm sorry. But i hope you enjoyed. I would have posted this like 5 hours ago but i was busy so sorry again. love y'all. ~ A.E}