You're Not Allowed To Fall in Love With Me (COMPLETED)

Chapter 46

"How was detention?" Roman asked, surprising his brother by waiting for him after detention.

"Boring." Remus said, sighing and picking his nails. "Ran into Daniel and your little friend Aaron. Daniel was chasing the poor kid. Scared him off, though."

"Good."

The two boys didn't say much as they walked home. "What're you gonna be for Halloween?" Remus asked suddenly.

"Hallowe-, Remus we're 16."

"And?"

Roman rolled his eyes and laughed slightly. "Well, I was thinking a witch. You know, Satanic symbols and shit."

Remus laughed. "Halloween, the one time a year when Roman is as twisted as I am!"

"Except with me, it's in season." Roman said, also laughing. "What about you?"

"Cyborg-in-progress. You know, loads of blood and shit. Janus is actually really good at make-up so he can help with all the wires and stuff."

"Cool."

"Virgy! Virgy! Virgy! Virgy!"

"What, Issac?" Virgil asked, not looking up from his book.

"Halloween make-up!" Issac said. Virgil looked at his younger brother and then at his watch.

"Issac, why do you want Halloween make-up at 4:30 pm two weeks before Halloween?"

"Because... please." Issac said.

"No." Virgil said, rolling his eyes and looking back at his book. Suddenly, a small object thumped into his side, rocking him to the side slightly. Virgil turned a page. The small object hit him again. And again. And again.

"Issac." Virgil hissed warningly.

"Halloween make-up." Issac said firmly, hitting Virgil again.

"If I do your damn make-up, will you leave me alone?" Virgil asked. Issac nodded and Virgil sighed. "Fine."

"Hold still." Virgil hissed. Issac scrunched up his face.

"Your make-up feels funny."

"Look, you're the one who wanted me to put you in Halloween make-up so you're getting a pale foundation whether you like it or not." Virgil muttered, grabbing his black eyeshadow. "Now look up."

Issac sighed and opened his eyes, looking up. "Thank you." Virgil muttered, dabbing the black make-up under Issac's eyes and along the top of his cheek bones. "Can you guess what you are yet?"

"Um.... a vampire?" Issac guessed.

"Nope. Keep trying. Now look down."

Issac looked at the floor obediently. "Am I.... a zombie?"

"No." Virgil muttered, tilting his head slightly.

"Frankenstein?"

"Nope."

"A demon?" Issac guessed. Virgil nodded and smiled at his younger brother. "Yay!"

"Close your mouth, little demon Issac." Virgil instructed, grabbing the red face-paint. "You've just eaten a victim, remember? And you need reminiscence of your last meal."

Issac giggled slightly as Virgil drew some red trickles down from the side of his mouth. "And... done. Go look."

Issac lept off his chair and ran over to Virgil's mirror, staring in awe at his transformed face. He pointed at the mirror.

"I look so creepy!" He yelled excitedly. "Can I show Dada and Mummy?"

"Sure. But first," Virgil pulled out his phone, "photo. And... scary pose."

Issac pulled an over-exaggerated vampire pose with his hands curled into claws and bared his teeth. Virgil laughed slightly as he took the photo.

"Beautiful. Now you can show mum and dad."

Issac ran off down the landing. "Mummy! Dada!" He yelled. Virgil laughed slightly and looked at the photo. Pulling up Tumblr, he posted the picture with the caption "early Halloween make-up. Little brother super happy about it." Then, he put his phone down on his desk, wondering if there was still time for a trip to Starbucks before it closed.

"Hey Remy. Did I miss closing time?" Virgil asked, a little disappointed.

"Yeah, sorry Virge." Remy said, cleaning his sunglasses and putting them back on.

"Any interesting customers?"

Remy shrugged. "Not really. Emile came around with his younger brother, Patton, who insisted on bringing his boyfriend. Guy didn't even order anything. But anyway, then Roman came in." Remy eyed Virgil.

"What? Why is that important?" Virgil asked nonchalantly.

"He seemed to be looking for you, babes."

Hi. Sorry this chapter is so late and such a filler. I'll get back to the main plot soon, I promise!
Bye,
Queenie