(TW, negative thinking/anxiety)
(Virgil pov)
"Yeah I've known Patton almost my entire life" Roman said as we were walking in the corridors.
Holding hands, we were holding hands.
I was holding hands laughing with the hottest guy at school.
What did I do to deserve him?
Is he just doing this to hurt me?
Am I a game to him?
Does he actually like-"Hey virge?" Roman's voice pulled me out of my thoughts as he had stopped and now stood infront of me. Worry was filling his voice as he looked down on me.
"Y-yes?" I mentally cursed myself for stuttering but kept my gaze on my black dirty shoes.
"Are you alright?" He says, slowly and calmly. Almost like he's talking to a scared animal, but it was nice.
He actually- cared..
"Yeah I'm fine" I say and finally look up at him.
His honey colored eyes almost shine as he smiles at me. That dang smile made my knees weak.
"You have beautiful lips-" he says dreamy as hes not so secretly looks at my lips.
"Why are you looking at my lips huh?" I say with a chuckle as I start walking again.
"They have a very gorgeous color... just so you know" he says shyly and looks away."That biting your lip thing?" I say after a moment of silence. "That's a joke right?" I say with a chuckle as I attempt to meet Roman's gaze again but fails.
"Yes of course. Remus is just being remus" he says and laughs a bit.
"Yeah I thought so"We made our way to class and sat down in our seats. I was in the back of the classroom to the left and a row before me sat Roman.
The teacher had just gave us our assignments when I started getting distracted by the guy a row before me.
How he fixed his goldbrown hair, the way he held his pen, the way he wrote in beautiful and extra letters and how he was tapping his foot quietly to the tone of a song he probably had on his mind.
It was something about him, that juts pulled me in. Pulled me closer towards him.
I wanted to be with him, I wanted to make him happy..
I wanted him to be mine...I was pulled out of my thoughts again by a little piece off ripped of paper lands on my desk.
I look around but I cant tell who put it there..
Huh that's weird, I think to myself while slowly unfolding it. And there..
Is a phone number..
And a winky face drew on it.
It's not Roman, his writing style is way to extra to write with this mind of bold and hard letters.
I look around to see whi it could have been but no one seem to have moved at all..
I put it in the pocket of my black hoodie and decide to actually start working on my assignment.(Patton pov)
(Bet you didn't see that one coming)
"Paton are you alright?" I look up to see a
very worried logan looking down on me.
"Wh- yeah I'm doing great just got a bit distracted!!" I say as I put on my normal happy smile and bubbly voice.
Logan only nods and walks up to the teacher, says something quietly to her as she looks at me with a worried glance and nods.
In slight confusion I decide it's just best to keep working on my english text and not worry about what was happening.
"Ok let's go Patton" logan says when he got back and grabs his jacket.
"What? I have school work. Where are we going?" I say and look up at him in confusion, Logan would never miss school.
He grabs my computer and my hand and looks at me. "Let's go patton" he says again, his voice is stern and almost monotone but he looks at me with caring and almost... sad eyes.
"Oh ok" I say, no idea to argue with him.When we are finally put of the classroom and in the corridor I look up at him and finally speak
"So where are we going?"
"Home."
I let go off his hand and just stare at him as he turns around towards me.
"What is happening? We have school Logan"
He only grabs my hand and keeps walking.

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dear diary
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