Talk to me (FIKE) (Firkle x Ike)

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IKE'S P.O.V

I wait for Firkle by the doorway. I wonder if he would come to my football game? My brother always comes. However my dad is always working on a court case and my mother just never bothered to show up.

"Hey Firkle!" I say happily....because, well why wouldn't I be? Firkle was there; everything was 10 times better. 

"I was wondering if you wanted to come to my football game after school." I ask nervously, knowing he'd probably regret the offer.

FIRKLE'S P.O.V

He did not just-

NO

I sink deeper into my hoodie. Why would IKE BROFLOVSKI Invite someone like ME to go to a event where people would see us together.

I think carefully, this could easily be some trick to embarrass me. However, that didn't seem like something Ike was capable of doing.

But people probably didn't think Hitler was capable of killing millions of people either.

I feel my stomach turn. I hate him so much.

But eventually I nod. I don't know what in Satan's name possessed me to agree to HIM. 

He smiles brightly before hugging me. Not like a friendly hug, like a tight hug. He must be attempting to kill me. He lets go and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay! I'll see you after school!"

I hate him so much. 

Its like every time I look at him my heart beat becomes faster, then my insides feel warm and-

UGH I HATE HIM SO MUCH.

TO BE CONTINUED.........

Stop denying it Firkle...your in love. Ha ha I had a lot of fun writing this, even if it sucked. As always Love you all, Goodbye.

your friend- Max