One-shot inspired by true events.
It was October. It had been a shit year so far, and it was about to finally end. I lost my friends, I dated the worst kinds of people, my best friend took advantage of me and took the remainder of my friends, and I was stranded in high school with no one.
Except him.
He was your typical, cocky jock, a real arrogant asshole. Short, green hair, athletic, super tan, perfect smile. He always had a smirk on his face. He always had people surrounding him, laughing, telling him how goofy and great he was. Eventually he took notice of me talking to someone he knew, and invited me to stand with his group of friends in the morning before the bell sounded for class to start.
At first I thought it was a joke. There's no way Zoro would ever genuinely want me to be his friend, right? Sure, I played sports as a letterman, I was on distinguished honor roll, I was in National Honor Society, I was already becoming a talented artist and cook, but he was Zoro. We knew of each other through sports and pep rallies, but that was about it. This had to be a prank, it just had to be.
But the more he talked to me, and the more time we spent together, the more I realized that it wasn't a joke. He was genuinely friendly. He didn't want anything from me except friendship. Eventually we became best friends. We started sharing his locker, since my homeroom was right next to it. Some of his other friends shared the locker too, but eventually he kicked them out and it was just our locker.
I started developing feelings for him. I didn't know if he would take interest in a guy like me, or if he even swung that way. I didn't want to make it awkward. He was my best friend. I'd die happy if he was no more than that, just as long as I could keep him around.
His arrogance and cockiness started to fade as we became closer. He showed a more compassionate and caring side to me that I doubt many have seen. He still has the arrogant side, which I need to call him out on sometimes, but for the most part, it's faded into confidence, not arrogance.
We would help each other with homework over Facebook chat some nights. I would help him with his writing and cooking classes, and he would help me with math. We would also just chat sometimes long into the night, until one of us decided it was late and that we needed to go to bed. We would always say goodnight to each other. Whether it would be by chat, or by message, we would always tell each other "goodnight".
Eventually on Facebook chat, he introduced me to his little sister, Perona. She was a cheerful little girl, and we had a long and fun conversation on his chat while he was out mowing the lawn. She asked me if I was his boyfriend. I was tempted to write "I wish", but only replied that we were best friends. She seemed satisfied, and with that Zoro came back in and started chatting with me again, apologizing for his sister's question. I said it was okay, but to tell you the truth, It didn't bother me one bit.
At the time I had started dating a guy, a real jackass. I can't remember why I dated him, but I guess I had a thing for self inflicted torture. Zoro then knew that I didn't have a gender preference, and he was cool with it. In fact, he seemed glad and happy for me. But one night at a football game for our school, the guy I was currently dating made derogatory comments towards me, which I ignored, but Zoro didn't. Zoro was with me, being my best friend, and was furious. He started fighting the guy right there on the spot, and kicked his ass. After the guy was thoroughly beaten, I dumped him. He followed me for some time after during the came calling "Sanji come back! I didn't mean it! Baby come back to me!"
Zoro told me to ignore him, and so I did.
"Guys a real loser. If he really cared about you he wouldn't talk to you that way," I heard him grumble. I stopped in my tracks and looked at Zoro. "What's wrong Sanji?"
I hugged him.
"Thank you."
I could feel his face blush from our cheeks touching. "Well, uh, it's no problem, really. You're my best friend..."
Best friend. I wanted to be more than that. That was in November.
It was now December, and my feelings for Zoro had only grown more. I had noticed how ever since that day when we first talked, he hadn't dated anyone. He hadn't seen anyone. He didn't even really talk to anyone anymore except me. I began to wonder if there was a reason.
People started gossiping about us. "Zoro and Sanji are totally more than bros", "they're so in love", and "I think they're butt pirates" echoed in my ears. I have to admit, "butt pirates" made me laugh. These rumors didn't hurt me or my feelings, but it hurt knowing that it wasn't true. I wish they were. Even if it meant I was a "butt pirate". That still makes me giggle.
Ever since I had met Zoro I was also doing better in school. Sure, I already did well, but now that I was happy again, I did even better than before. Everyone else noticed my change in attitude, and they were happy to see me happy. Some had an idea of my feelings for Zoro, and some even asked, to which I would usually reply the stale "we're just friends" statement.
Zoro began to act friendlier each day now. He'd hold doors for me, he'd save me candy he won from review games in class, we'd write each other letters to pass to each other between classes. Winter break was soon coming up, and we would talk about our plans in Facebook chat.
On December 23rd, it was a day that our school liked to call 'Bah Humbug Day', which was just a lame term for the half day of school before winter break. That morning I decided that I was going to bake cookies for Zoro, as a sort of bromantic Christmas present, since our bromance was beyond famous at the school now. I brought the warm cookies to school, and he scarfed them down without breathing.
"These are the best cookies I've ever eaten. And they're still warm and soft. Thanks, Sanji!" He said with a warm smile and hugged me. I loved his hugs, his muscular arms around me and the smell of his deodorant.
"Of course, only the best for you!" I sang back at him with my sweetest voice, which prompted a look on his face that I had not yet seen before. It was odd. But before I had time to examine it, the bell rang and it was time for class. "Shit, time for class. See you in the halls, marimo!"
"You too, curly!"
After third period, when I would walk from honors French class to cooking, I saw him and waved to him while he walked from Spanish to sports literature. Again, he gave me the same strange look as he waved back. A sort of, blank expression with a slight pout. Almost like he wanted to say something.
At the end of the half day, we parted ways as quickly as possible to start our winter break as fast as we could. I saw that odd look on his face again as we said our goodbye's and see you next year's.
That night, after I had thoroughly destroyed the rest of the cookies I had made that morning with a tall glass of milk, I got onto Facebook only to see that Zoro was typing something in the chat box before I could even start the conversation. As soon as he saw me get online, he paused and stopped typing, but then continued.
"So, um, thanks for the cookies today, again. They were really great. You didn't have to do that."
"I wanted to. You deserved them. :)"
"Hey I wanted to ask you sometime today, and I guess I never really had the guts to ask it in person..."
":/ Okay well shoot."
"Do you like me? Like, like-like?"
My heart stopped. This conversation could go a million ways and almost all of them in my mind were bad ones. But, you know what my dumbass classmates say, 'YOLO'.
"Maybe... :| But I understand if you don't feel the same. I don't wanna make it weird."
'Zoro is typing'...
That message seemed to linger in my screen for an eternity, and the anxiety building up inside me made my bladder freak out, so I got up to go take a piss, and from the bathroom I heard my chat ding. I don't think I've ever run away from my bathroom faster.
"I see. That's all I wanted to ask."
You fucker.
"Okay... :|"
"What?"
"You're going to make me do this, aren't you?"
"Do what? :D"
Eat shit, Zoro.
"Zoro, I've had feelings for you for a while now. No one has ever treated me as well as you have. I like you a lot. So, will you go out with me?"
'Zoro is typing'...
My life is over. I want to hide. Is it too late to transfer schools?
"I thought you'd never ask."
"Shithead. :["
"You know you like it. So, we're a thing now, huh?"
"Yep, I guess so. Now you can tell your sister so she stops asking me."
"Damnit, Perona..."
And with that, we started down the long path of being the most disgusting couple in our school. Everyone loved and hated us. We were the longest lasting relationship in the entire school before we graduated. We're still together today as college students.
This was actually my story. And by that I mean MY story, of how my boyfriend and I met, and started dating. We're still happily together today as college students, meeting my freshmen year in high school. I actually changed VERY little. Only the names. Other than that, this is 100% historical fact, including the classes we took. My boyfriend is actually a tan, arrogant jock, he just doesn't have green hair! I hope you enjoyed hearing this stupid little love story! ^^ ~heartpiratesanji
