BABY BOY. | anderperry oneshots.

the choice.

SUMMARY:
after the play, todd follows
neil's car and tries to persuade
neil not to hurt himself.
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it hurt. watching neil's father drag him away hurt. he wasn't a toy, he did so good, oh my god, he did a angelically stunning performance even.

he couldn't bare after watching his car drive away, neil looked back meeting only todd's eyes. he's never saw so much sadness in them.

as the car disappeared from his sight he gripped his hands tight.

" mr. keating? "

" yes, todd? "

" drive. "

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" you sure this is a good idea, todd? " mr. keating asked the blonde. todd nodded in defense. " he's not safe. "

all the poets were crammed into mr. keatings car with barely any space. charlie sat in the front, because why wouldn't he? cameron sat where charlie's feet laid, and meeks had to sit on pitts' lap because of how they needed a seat for todd.

" i think this is the house. " charlie pointed, he's been here before.

todd looked up, the house seemed like a happy friendly family, but what holds in that house is just a father who doesn't want their own child happy.

" everyone stay in the car, i'm going to go get neil on my own. "

everyone looked at him stunningly.

" a-are you sure? " charlie asked.
" more than sure. "

" we can all go for backup you know? like create a diversion. "

meeks, who really didn't want to move away from pitts' lap, supported todd's sudden bravery.

" let him go, charlie. he's got this. " meeks smiled at him, todd exchanged the smile.

so, todd sneaked out of the car and managed to climb up on the roof and looking through every window until he saw his angel.

" neil, neil ! "
neil stayed in place, only thinking the calling of his name was only his horrific
thoughts.

his name calling was accompanied with tiny stones banging into the glass behind him. he flicked his head to the side, not looking fully at the window. suddenly, a ladder appeared, making neil push his way out of the chair, facing the window.
meeting the lovely shy eyes of the one and only todd anderson.

" todd, " neil whispered only for himself to hear.

todd waved shyly, a small smile on his lips. he motioned his hands to open the window, and neil obeyed.

" todd. " he repeated, now actually saying it to the boy himself.

" neil. " his small smile now grew wide, pink blooming from his cheeks, not only from the cold bitter night, but because of neil as well.

" w-what are you doing here? "

" i-i wanted to see you. " todd studied neil's moles, admiring them from a new light.

" how did you even get here? you shouldn't be here. "

" i-i made mr. keating drive me here, i was so worried about you, neil. god, so worried. "

neil grew silent, his eyes flicked to the chipped paint from the window frame.
" can i come in? "

neil still stared at the chipped paint, as if the answer was somewhere melted in the paint.