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CH 2!
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CH 2
Your stomach drops and your chest tightens as you desperately try to shove Antonio off. Someone would see. You grab his face and force him away. "Do you WANT to let everyone know your gay? Stupid fucktard!" Antonio swings a pair of headphones in a lazy circle. "Oh, I'm not gay." He says with a lazy smile. "But you enjoyed it right?" That's when you noticed your face was bright red. "I'm not a girl you retard! And I didn't enjoy it!"
He just stares at you. Then you kick him in the shin. Just then the teacher came by. "Have you two been waiting long?" She says, sounding a little concerned. "Not at all." Antonio says, rubbing his shin. The teacher looks at you with a sigh. "WHAT?" She just rolls her eyes and pushes open the door. You could tell she didn't want to see you after having her class last year. Antonio drapes himself over your shoulder, pressing his face to your ear. "But then again, your just too cute to not touch." This idiot was going to get a fist in his face.
But before you can he gets off and walks into the classroom. Damn cheeky bastard! Someone taps you on the shoulder. "Can you move? I need to get in please." You turn to see a girl slightly shorter than you with blonde hair and brown eyes. The way she stood and the way her brows pushed down told you she was German. Potato bastards were taking over the school this year. Just then, Gilbert latched onto her waist.
You recognized the look that entered her eyes as she raised her elbow to hit him in the stomach. Gilbert seems to notice this and lets go. "Sorry fresh meat. I thought you were my darling Elizaveta." She rolls her eyes and steps on his foot. Not wanting to be in the same room as Antonio, you stay outside and she storms past you. Gilbert looks at you oddly. "What?" You say. Then he smiles. "That's right! You're the guy Antonio was talking about. Did he kiss you yet like Francis dared him to?"
You feel your face heat up. "Asshole!" You say, stepping on his other foot. He lets out a pained hiss and hops up and down. That's when Francis decided to show up. "Told you he would, pay up." Gilbert scowls at him. "Fuck you! Go get it from Ludwig." Francis wraps his arms around him with a smile. "I'd rather take the first choice. Your brother is kind of scary and you're one of the few in this school I haven't screwed."
Gilbert shoves him away. Francis tried to screw everyone. "And you never will, french bastard. The awesome me is too awesome for you!" Your roll your eyes and head in. Antonio would be better than these two. But as soon as you walk through the door you feel like turning about face and ditching the class all together. Because there was Antonio, sitting at his desk, and starring at you with the widest smile on his face.
The teacher noticed how uncomfortable you looked and pointed at the desk right next to Antonio. "Sit there!" She says with an evil smirk. "You're fucking kidding me!" She gives you a death glare and you sit down on the edge of the seat, trying to stay as far away from Antonio as possible. Soon the rest of the students shuffled in, picking seats at random. The girl from before sat at a seat a bit away from you, doodling in a notebook.
Antonio poked you with his foot and you turn around slowly. "What?" You say in an angry whisper. He smiles. "You look just like a tomato right now." He says without lowering his voice. You kick him to shut him up but he just chuckles. "Masochistic bastard." He chuckles again at your response and blows you a kiss. "FUCK OFF ALREADY!" You say, getting flustered. Everyone in the class shut up and turned to you to see what was up.
You shut up and plaster your face to your desk, hiding your blush. Antonio prods your arm but you refuse to look up. You feel him reach over to poke your head. But there was no way in HELL he was looking up. Just as you were going to tell him of he grabs the curl on your head. As he does so, your chest tightens and you bite into your lip to stifle a moan, making it bleed. You grab his wrist and twist it, making him let go.
He waves a paper in your face with a smile. The smile quickly disappears and is replaced with a worried frown. You grab the paper from his hand and wipe away a drop of blood from your lip. It had your classes on it. "What now?" He grabs you and pulls you up from your seat. "Teacher! Lovi needs to go to the nurses, he's bleeding." Everyone in the class snickered at this little nickname. How embarrassing. "Let go of me!" You say, trying to pry his hand off your wrist. The teacher sighs. "Very well, and since I don't trust him to go there himself you may go with him." Antonio scoops up both of your bags and bodily drags you from the room, struggling the whole way.
He looks from side to side down the halls. Of course he didn't know where he was going, the idiot. "Let go right now. I'm warning you." You say in the most menacing way you could. "Nope. You heard the teacher. We go straight to the nurse's office." He slides his hand down from your wrist to twine with your fingers. Antonio looks back at you for a reaction but all you can do is stare at his fingers twining with yours. It made you feel… wanted. Then you realize how gay it was and you snap your hand away.
"The nurse's office is down this way, stupid bastard. And stop doing that!" You say, pushing him down the hall. "Doing what?" He asks obliviously. "You know. It's not like I'm your boyfriend!" He turns and grabs your hand, bringing it to his lips. "Will you be?" He asks in a low voice, brushing his lips on his knuckles. "Hell no! Unlike you, I'm not lying when I say I'm not gay." You say, smacking his face.