My Little Hatefuck

What?

*Blade's P.O.V*

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! I fucked it up! He hates me! I fucked up a perfect friendship! I could be myself around him! I felt comfortable around him! AND I FUCKED IT UP!

*Later at the show*

I'm about to go on. I'm no longer excited, and truly I don't want to preform. I want to lay in my bed and do nothing but fucking cry.

"Y&B YOUR ON!" I run on the stage. We run through our set.

"Looks like we have time for one more song!" I say into the mic. 

"This is our song Young!" (Song in the media, young by hollywood undead)

In the middle of the song I look over and see Ricky. Wow. The instruments drop.

"We are young! But we have heart! Born in this world as it falls apart!" A tear slips out of my eye and down my cheek, and the instruments start again.

"We are strong! But we don't belong! Born in this world as it all falls apart!" the song ends

"Thanks for watching us! We're Young and Broken!" I say and quickly get off the stage before anyone notices I'm crying.

I'm almost to the bus and some one quickly grabs my waist and spins me around. Its Ricky. He kisses me.

"What?"

"Why did you run away earlier? You kissed me then ran away."

"Well... I didn't think you felt that way."

"Wouldn't kiss you if I didn't feel that way" He says with a soft smile.

"Oh..." I say trying to hide a smile. 

"Quit trying to hide that beautiful smile!" Ricky says lifting my chin.

"I'm a badass, do what I want!" I say, laughing slightly.

"Shit, I have to go play." He say, letting go off my waist.

"Well I havn't missed a show yet." I say with a smile, Ricky grabs my hand.

"Yep. So why were you crying during your final song?" Ricky asks me while we're walking.

"The song is emotional, like hearing all the kids sing..." He stops and faces me, his eyes were fucking burning me, I'm not a good liar.

"I thought you hated me, and then I saw you at the show, and I was already sad and then that pushed it." He softly kissed me again.

"Well, I obviously don't hate you." He whispers with a slight chuckle.

"Your going to be late." I say pullng him to the stage, OM&M were playing, and Motionless in White was about to go on.

"Break a leg." I say as he goes on.

*After the show.* 

Ricky and I are just laying on my bed, in the dark, talking. His arm was around my waist and my head was on his chest. It was comfortable. Then it suddently hit me, and I quickly looked up at Ricky.

"So, what does this make us?" I say in a whisper.

"What do you what us to be?"

"I don't know..." I say looking away, he simply pulled me closer.

"You know, your a really bad liar..." I simply laughed.

"Yea I know..."

"So I guess I'll go ahead and ask... Will you, Samantha< be my lovely girl friend?" I laughed and snuggled closer.

"Of course I will Richard."