Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, or any of those characters. I also don't own the teacher I used, because that would be weird lol
Author's Note: Hope you enjoy how its going. I love Weever, so they won't break up, I promise. Also, check out my LoVe stories:)
Weevil sat in class, doodling things that came to mind, instead of paying attention to the lecture. Without thinking, he started sketching Veronica. He glanced down at the picture, sighing at the face that was smiling back at him. Rolling his shoulders, he put his pen down.
"The Civil War is a big part of this country's history because…yes Eli?" Mrs. Love-Barry nodded to him.
"May I go to the washroom, please?"
Mrs. Love-Barry sighed and nodded. "Passes are on my desk."
Weevil got up, grabbing one of the pink passes, before walking out of the room. Instead of going to the washroom, he wandered through the halls, just happy to be out of the room, and let his mind wander.
He thought about how many times they had almost been caught by either his boys, or her friends. Making out in her car had become a very stealthy task, because her car was easily recognizable to anyone who knew her. Trying to take her to places on his bike also became a difficult task, because when his boys would see him, they would follow, seeing if their leader needed help with anything. Of course he didn't, but they would have to make up excuses. That's what they had become: a long line of excuses. Excuses to get out of their houses, excuses to go places without friends coming with, more and more excuses.
When he passed by the newspaper office, he heard a certain and familiar laugh, that made his heart beat faster. Glancing in, Weevil saw Veronica, sitting with Mac in front of one of the back computers. Sighing, he leaned against the doorway for a moment, just watching her.
It still amazed him how much Veronica had managed to worm her way into his heart in such a short amount of time. He cared so deeply for her, that he would be willing to give up everything, including the PCHers. It wasn't that he was really hiding his relationship with her, as it was that he wanted to keep her out of any possible trouble. It was safe to say that he had a few enemies, and if they ever found out about her, they would go after her. That was something he knew that he could never deal with.
"Weevil man, what are you doin?" Felix's voice and hand on his shoulder took him out of his daze.
Weevil turned around, clearing his throat quietly. "Noting, just bored in class, so I'm wandering around." He forced a smiled, and walked away from the room with Felix, already missing her.
Veronica looked up when she heard a throat being cleared, and saw him for a moment, before he disappeared. She sighed, looking back at the screen.
"So long has it been?" Mac asked, not looking away from the screen, still working on her program.
Veronica tilted her head, looking at her confused. "What?"
Mac turned toward Veronica, smiling. "How long have you and Weevil been together?"
"How do you..."
"Number 1; I am a girl, I just know these things, Number 2; I am your best female friend, so I can tell when you are happy and when its because of a boy, and Number 3; its just the way you both seem to act when you are together or when you talk about each other." Mac patted her hand. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me."
Veronica forced a smiled. "It's been just over 3 months…and the secret thing…seems to be becoming a problem."
Mac responded with her own look of confusion.
"He isn't, or wasn't ready to tell the PCHers this is new sweetheart is Veronica Mars. She sighed. "And I am, I guess, not really ready for Logan and them to know that the guy who makes my pulse jump is Weevil Navarro."
"So he want to tell them now?"
Veronica shrugged. "I don't know. His exact words were 'I'm getting tired of being your dirty little secret V. I'm tired of wondering if you really do want to be with me'." She ran her fingers through her hair. "And then he said that he cares about me, but isn't sure he is wants to do this anymore…he thinks I am ashamed of my friends finding out."
Looking down, Mac responded quietly. "Are you?"
"No, of course now. But I mean…its like two different worlds, two different sides of the spectrum. And my world is a hell of a lot less accepting.."
"Maybe you need to worry less about them and what they will or will not accept. Weevil makes you happy, bottom line." Mac pointed out. "If they care about you, they will understand, like I do. If not, then just fuck them."
Veronica smirked, and nodded. "You're right. You're always right." She leaned over, putting her head on Mac shoulder. "Can I tell you a secret?"
Mac nodded. "Always."
"I think I love him, you know." Veronica bit her bottom lip.
"I know."
Veronica went to her locker after the period was over, and grabbed her things, getting ready to leave. Someone covered her eyes, and she smiled, hoping it was him.
"Guess who?"
"Um…Duncan?"
The person laughed. "Nope."
Veronica suddenly realized who it was from the laugh. "Logan?"
Logan slipped his hands away, moving in front of her, pouting. "You know, its no fun when you so fast."
"What can I do for you Logan?" Veronica closed her locker leaning against it.
"Well, I was thinking, we could have dinner tonight, my treat. In thanks for you helping me." Logan stepped closer, sweeping some hair from her face.
Veronica bit her lip. "Logan, I have barely done any work on your case."
Logan smirked. "I know, but I thought it might be nice…"
"I can't Logan."
Weevil stepped out of the auto shop; deciding that he needed to talk to Veronica, fix things. When he turned the corner, he saw Logan and Veronica talking, very close together. His blood began to boil as he walked closer.
"Why not?" Logan ran a finger down her arm.
Veronica sighed. "Because I'm seeing someone Logan…"
Logan laughed. "Who?' He leaned in, leaving little space between them. He saw Weevil and smirked. Before Veronica could step back, Weevil scoffed, walking around the two blonds.
"Sorry if I intruded on you're special little moment, I'll be moving on." Weevil sauntered down the hall.
Veronica pulled away from Logan, shaking her head. "I'll talk to you later." She started running down the hall, calling his name.
Weevil ignored her, continuing to walk, until she caught up with him. He stopped abruptly, turning towards her. "What Veronica? What do you want?" He snapped.
"I want to talk to you." She placed a hand on his arm, and he flinched away. She knew he was really angry, because he had used her full name.
"There is nothing…to talk about V. Enjoy your date with Echolls." He turned back around, starting to walk away again.
Veronica stopped him, spinning him back around. "I don't have a date with Logan, Weevil. I told him I was seeing someone."
Weevil scoffed. "Yea…did you tell him who?"
"No…"
"Thanks V." Weevil snapped again.
Veronica sighed in frustration. "I didn't tell him, because then you showed up, and had to make a scene." She sighed. "And since when are you all excited about tell your boys that you are dating me?"
Weevil looked at her. "I want to tell them but…"
"You're scared."
"Scared of what V?" Weevil shook her head, crossing his arms.
Veronica crossed her as well. "You are scared of what they will think, of what they will say about their leader dating the little blond detective. You're scared that they won't accept us, and make hell."
Weevil growled, grabbing her arms. "No, I am scared that my enemies will find out, and hurt you, to get to me."
"You told me you didn't want to hide anymore, and yet you won't do what it takes to stop. I was scared of telling my friends, but you know what? I'm tired of being scared of what they think."
"What does that-"
Veronica cut him off by pulling him close to her. She kissed his cheek, before tilting her head, and capturing his lips softly, her arms sliding around his waist. Weevil's hands reached up and cupped her face. It was just like their first kiss, but this time, they weren't alone.
Logan walked to the couple, and laughed softly. "You're dating Weevil? Wait…no… that actually makes sense." He shrugged, patting him on the back, before walking away, shaking his head. "Good luck…"
Veronica pulled away from the kiss, panting softly. "My friends now know, or at least they will." She licked her lips, pulling herself away from him. "Now its your turn."
Weevil watched her walk away from him, sighing deeply.