Contagious
Don't know where the hell I'm going,But, I'm going after you
Vlad and Henry belong to Heather Brewer
HENRY POV
I looked over Vlad's slim body. My master wouldn't even look at me. As I stared at him. Then again, he had been kind of distant lately. He seemed down, bored, and just out of the world. Like there was nothing I could do to help him. I wish there was. But would that be weird? Walking up to your best friend, push him up against the lockers and kiss him. Wanting him to all to myself, not for Meridith. Those lips are mine. Those lips are my drudge… wait… what the hell am I thinking… Vlad doesn't even like me like that. Obviously, I shouldn't either… or should I… ugh…
Resting my head on my arms, slowly moving them until my flushed face was pushed against the cool surface of my desk. I smiled softly, it felt nice, just like Vlad's skin… I'm so sick…
"McMillian. Are you asleep?" Mr. Otis asked. I shook my head. "No sir. Thinking." I said, lifting my head. I looked back at Vlad. He was looking down at his Converse, kicking at the writing a little. His face scrunched at every word Otis had said. I watched him and sighed softly. Maybe high school was to stressful for him. But its weird.
I watched Vlad for a while longer, until the annoying bell sounded followed by the quick shuffling of kids gathering all of their stuff. I stood up, grabbed my Hurly bag and stared at Vlad. I stared at the pale arms that were gathering everything from the desk. My eyes ran to the end of the shirt that I had gotten him (Vampires Suck) there was a thick red scar almost hidden by the black fabric. I looked harder, but Vlad had already moved his arm and was at my side. "Ready for lunch?" He smiled softly up at him. Dark circles slept under his eyes.
"E-eh. Yeah." He chuckled, I must have seen things. Yeah. Obviously too much slasher movies. Yeah… right. "I brought mine today. I wanna go and eat in an empty room. That way if your extra hungry you can eat off of me." I smiled.
Vlad's eyes slanted up at me. He flicked his head moving the bangs out of his eyes. "Not funny, Henry." He walked out of the classroom. His checkered shoelaces clicked against the ground. He paused and looked back at me. "But okay."
I sighed softly as he left. It was awkward. I wonder what's going on with him….
VLADS POV
I plopped down onto the empty teachers desk. I looked over at my blonde friend and smiled softly. I pulled the black jacket over my arms, then closer to my body. I pulled out the a blood-capsule-filled sandwich. Taking a bite, smiling when I hit one of the capsules. "So…" I looked over at Henry. Who was looking at my arm, then at my hand. "What? Do I need to repaint my nails?" I looked at the chipped fingernail polish on my fingers, then looked at Henry. "What's wrong with you?" I asked.
Henry shook his head. "Nothing. I'm just distracted." My drudge smiled softly. Taking a bite of his own sandwich. Nodding I looked down at my feet, finishing off my sandwich, I tossed the ruined plastic bag into the paper sack. Henry paused during chewing for a minuet. "I saw sommfin on your arm." he said, a few pieces of bread flying from his mouth and landing on the desk. Gross…
"What do you mean?" I asked, pulling out a twinkie. My body started to softly shake as I bit into the soft cake.
He swallowed. His heart slowed. He looked at me and took my wrist, jerking it toward his body. "I saw a bloody mark on your arm. Right here." He pointed to where the newest cut I had made was. "Did you get in a fight?" He asked. Looking at my arm. Running his finger of the new cut that was hidden.
"Amenti and I got in a fight last night." I said. Looking at Henry who loosened his grip on my arm. He smiled, sighing softly.
"Okay. How long did it bleed?" He asked me. Moving closer, I could feel his breath on my neck.
I scooted closer to the edge of the desk. "For a few minuets. But if you leave cuts alone. They stop bleeding. Cos if you wipe the blood away it keeps bleeding." I said softly. Looking up at Henry. Flicking my head softly so that my bangs moved out of my eyes.
Henry nodded and hugged me. "So. Can I come over today~!" He smiled softly.
My face heated up and nodded. "Y-yeah." I smiled softly, ploping the rest of the twinkie into my mouth. Chewing softly.
Henry moved away and took another bite of his sandwich. "So. Are you going to the Snow Ball?" he looked over at me, smiling softly, his tanned skin wrinkling with the smile. How did he keep his teeth so bright? I wondered, staring at his pearly whites. Moving closer, blushing deeply.
"Er…Vlad…?" Henry asked, my head shot up. Our noses softly bumped into each others. My face darkened, quickly pulled away. "S-sorry… fascinated with your teeth…" I looked down. Feeling stupid, I rubbed my fingers along the design of the desk. The air stilled, but was quickly broken by a heavy laugh. Was he really laughing at me? Ass…
My eyes drifted up toward Henry's. "Your so cute~!" He chuckled. Ruffling my hair, messing up the already messed up slips of hair. I looked at him and smiled.
"C-cute?" I stared at Henry. Quite confused to hear the word describe me and not some girl. I looked around, making sure that we were alone. We were. Just us and a few rows of desks that hadn't been used.
"You know. Your reaction. And your 'fascination' with teeth." He chuckled and looked at me.
"How is that funny?" I wondered. Then slowly pushed into my drudges mind.
Must be some weird fetish? He thought. Nodding to himself. Yep. Defiantly a weird fetish./I
I shook my head when he answered: "Just your reaction." He smiled softly.
Henry looked around, then at me. "What did you and Amenti get in a fight about?" He wondered, rubbing where the 'scratch' was.
HENRY POV
I stared at Vlad, who's face twisted in thought. He looked up at me, then slowly dropped his head again.
But if it was a cat scratch. Wouldn't it be lower?/I I wondered, slowly dragging my fingers down Vlad's Amenti was on his shoulder. And they were on an Odyssey to the kitchen to protect Nelly from mutant Zombie's. Then during the battle, something scared Amenti and she attacked Vlad's arm. Only managing to leave one scratch…that was thicker than a cats claw… yeah. Lets just stay with that story Henry./I
"Oh. I was trying to give her a bath. She was dirty and need a bath." Vlad said softly, smiling softly.
Good lucky with that one bud. If you were giving her a bath, you'd have scratches all over both arms. Not up that far. But I nodded. "Oh. Did you let her go after that?" I asked.
"We didn't even make it to the restroom." He said. And I smiled. "So she scratched you when you picked her up?" I asked, moving closer to him. He backed away.
He dropped his head, his body started to softly shake. "Um… Yeah." He said softly.
I took a hold of the thin hand, pulling it close to my chest. "I'm just glad that your not hurt." I looked at him when he ripped his hand away from me. "I-I have to go to the restroom." He stammered out, quickly jumped off the desk, grabbed his bag and left the room. I looked down at my lap and sighed. "Maybe he read my thoughts…" I shrugged it off. What can I do if he did… I cant help that I'm worried…
I ran my fingers along the desk pattern until the door flew open. I looked up and smiled at Vlad when he walked into the room. He closed the door. He looked calmed, though he looked as if he'd been crying while he was gone.
"You okay?" I wondered.
He nodded, walking over and sitting down next to me again. Dropping his bag onto the floor. Smiling at me softly. "Yeah sorry. I just really had to go." He grinned.
I chuckled. "I know what that's like." I smiled softly. I softly touched Vlad's face, the soft skin was heating up quickly. I grinned.
Vlad tried to move his face away from mine, I leaned down and softly kissed him on the lips. I smiled. They were as soft as I thought they would be. Soft hands pushed against my chest, pushing me away. "H-Henry! W-what the hell!" He snapped. Falling backwards off of the desk. His face darkening. Inwardly smiling, he liked it.
"S-sorry… you looked like you needed a kiss." I smiled softly. Looking at him, as he scrambled up. Holding a hand over his mouth. He looked down at his feet and blushed.
"W-what does that mean?" He asked softly. Looking at me. His voice was muffled by his hand, but I understood.
"I think you know." I smiled softly, looking at Vlad.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Just wanna say I miss you,I caught it when I kissed you