Lucas

I have had this crush on this person as of late. What's worse is that he is a friend of mine. He doesn't know about my feelings obviously. But our other friends do. They have been torturing me about it since. Ninten is the one who does it most. I entered school and Ninten nudged me. "Heyo lover boy," Ninten said.

"Fuck off Ninten," I plainly said.

"Aw, maybe I'll just go and tell him the truth," Ninten playfully walked away. I sighed and ran to him.

"Don't, I-I'm sorry," I say. He smiled and laughed.

"That's what I like to hear," he said. I rolled my eyes. "I heard Paula was going to make moves on him."

"Stop joking," I said.

"I ain't," he said with an oddly serious face. I gulped.

"When?" I asked.

"The poem competition today," he said. I decided to run off, but he knew why. I needed to make it to the room to sign up before they took it down. Once I got to the room with the clipboard in front of it I signed my name. That's when the teacher walked out. She took the sign and saw me out of breath. She patted my my head, messing my hair up. I sighed in relief and walked away. I entered my first class and sat on my bed. I was too busy thinking about the poem that I didn't notice Ness walk in. He sat next to me.

"You know your cute hair is messed up," Ness taunted. He always called my hair cute. Even after saying they were only jokes he keeps on saying it.

"Yea, I know," I say. I moves next to me and puts his hand in my hair. He fixed it up, even with the ice cream swirl at the top. He then moved back to his seat. He looked in my eyes.

"Something on your mind?" he asked.

"Nothing much, just the poetry competition," Lucas said.

"You're in it?" Ness asked. I nodded. He looked away and gave a hum.

"I thought you hated speaking in front of many people," Ness said as he looked back. I just looked down at my desk. I soon felt his hand on my shoulder. I peeked to my right and saw his face. It was very close to mine. "If it helps you I'll be there for you."

"I think it will, thanks, Ness," I said. He smiled and stuck his tongue slightly out. I rolled my eyes.

"You suck," I said. He got back in his seat.

"Oh, I'll give you something to suck later," Ness said with some lewdness in his eyes.

"W-what?" I asked. He then reached in his pocket and grabbed a sucker. "Oh, yea, that's what I thought." Ness laughed. His cute laugh was, well, cute. The day went on as normal. I tried to think about the poem, and what I'd say. But I was distracted by that look in his eyes. The pure lewd and lust in his eyes was attractive. It's hard to explain why I have a crush on him, but I'm hoping the poem will show him, and everyone, who he was to me. It was finally time for the competition.

I walked to the collection center. It's the auditorium, a weird, but memorable name. I sat in one of the chairs and tried again to think, but still nothing. I angrily sighed as Ness sat next to me. "Heyo," he said.

"What are you doing here so early?" I asked.

"I'm partaking in the competition," Ness said.

"Since when?" I asked.

"Since it was introduced, I told you that already."

"You did?"

"Yea, we were literally in the same bed with each other when I did, how do you now know?"

"I was daydreaming."

"About?"

"Uhhh, you don't really wanna know. If I told you it'd ruin our friendship."

"I don't get it."

"It's probably best that way." I laughed when the teacher from earlier came on the stage. More people had come in while Ness and I were talking. She then proceeded to tell all of us to enter the back part of the auditorium. We made up the order for which we speak our poems. I saw Paula, and she was eyeing Ness down. When he went over to talk her, her eyes lit up. Ness seemed happy too. I looked down and messed with my fingers. Do I really have a chance with him? I never thought about this, but what if he doesn't even like guys. After a while, the teacher called us all onto the stage. We sat on chairs as the teacher called one of us to the Mic. After another long while she called my name I stepped to the Mic. I didn't have a poem. I looked around the audience and saw Ninten giving a thumbs up. There were other friends too. Kumatora, Jeff, Poo, to name a few. I gave a deep breath and still couldn't think of anything. I looked back and saw Ness. I just need to start speaking, and the words will find its way out my mouth.

No chance

If I want to be anything

I have to be more than zero

But adding one is hard

The one is different for everyone

For me it's large

In order to add one

I need to kill one

But if I kill one

Then I kill two

This will also kill zero

My one is stuck

In the back

In a maze of numbers

One can't escape

Unless zero dies

But I can't kill zero

No matter how hard I try

It won't work

Zero is here to stay

When I try to bring something in

Zero just multiplies it

Someone calls me a hero

I have helped him

But I'm a zero hero

When I try to tell him

He won't listen

But I don't find it annoying

It's rather sweet

He thinks so highly of me

If I asked him

He'd pick the furthest number from zero

I don't see what he sees

I don't believe that I'm a hero

But maybe I should

Maybe I was put on this earth to be a zero hero

A hero

Whos also a zero

I just need to learn to embrace it

I could've died so many times before

Even by myself

But I'm still here

For a reason right

Or just to be a zero

A hero

A zero hero

As I said each word, the next escaped. All I could think about was Ness. Ness had a smile. Without his name being called he walked up. Does he know it was for him? Impossible right? I hope so. He moved me to be in front of the mic, with my back to the audience. He moved to Mic to himself. He looked me straight in my eyes.

I feel lonely a lot

Stuck in a black void

Not being able to find the way

The way out

I don't know

If Its because I'm too weak-minded

Or to weak-hearted

Either is an explanation

But I want someone

Someone to hold me

Like a necklace

I want to be close

Close to someone's heart

That can only take you so far

I also want someone to hold me

In-person

Rather than hearts

But I don't have that

I hold someone's heart

As they hold mine

But I can't hold him

Nor can he hold me

We are stuck

With distance

He's been a friend ours

He knew us both quite well

Our names

Likes

Dislikes

Everything

He knows the heart we share

But doesn't care

He keeps us separated

I don't know when he'll let up

But sooner is preferred

I just want to be held

As I get older the chance gets further

And riskier

But I've finally found the necessities

The ones I need to build up courage

For the person ahead of me

The Ice Cream-haired boy to know

To know I want him

I want him to hold me

For our purple and blue eyes

To meet

To be together is all I desire

I thought I was dreaming. I rubbed my eyes. Ness then held my hands. I looked behind him and saw Paula. Her face was anger-filled. Ness grabbed my chin to look at him. "Will you be my Ice Cream-haired boy?" Ness asked. I smirked and blushed. He pulled out foreheads together.

"Only if you can be my stubborn number giver," I smiled. He chuckled and moved his mouth close to mine. We still had our eyes open. It's like he was looking into my eyes for approval of what he wants to do. After a little while, we closed our eyes and we felt our lips touching. After only a few seconds we pulled apart. He smiled. I moved to his ears. "Guess what, I learned I suck too."