A/N: Here's chapter two!
Viola Hastings
For some reason, Duke had taken an extra interest in me. He walked me to every class instead of the ones we had together, giving me extra kisses goodnight, things like that. I didn't mind the extra attention, I loved it, but it really made me wonder what he was thinking. I sat down at my usual lunch table that I shared with Sebastian, Olivia, Toby, Andrew, and sometimes Eunice. Toby and Andrew looked at me for a minute for a minute before they burst out laughing. I looked at Sebastian and Olivia but they looked as confused as I felt.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked, touching my hair nervously. They looked at me, amusement playing across their features.
"You know how Duke's been acting kind of odd lately?" Toby asked. I nodded and he continued. "That's because we told him to watch you. We told him some guys on the team were looking at you, and we said you were hot and some other junk, and he looked kinda freaked out, but he said he didn't have to worry about you, but I don't know. With all this extra attention he's been giving you, I think he feels like he does have to worry about you leaving him." I stared at their faces, and I apparently looked angry.
"You did that?" I asked, anger hinting into my voice. Toby and Andrew looked at each other nervous glances mingling between them before they looked back at me.
"We didn't think it would be a big deal." They told me. I huffed and got up from the table in search of Duke.
When I found him, he was kicking his soccer ball around on the field. I stood and admired him for a minute before walking out onto the grass to meet him. He must not have noticed me on the grass watching him, because when he turned around and spotted me, he tripped a little and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"What's wrong?" he asked me once he regained his composure.
"Andrew and Toby told me what they said the other day."
Duke looked at the ground shyly; I could see a hint of a blush creeping up his cheeks. When he finally looked back up, he looked calmer than he had in days.
"So it isn't true?" he asked hopefully and I smiled. I walked up to him and kissed him gently. When we broke apart, I shook my head.
"Of course it isn't true." I told him, and I heard him breathe out a sigh of relief.
"I know that I can always come to you when they say stuff like that, but I don't want you to think I'm the paranoid, clingy kind of boyfriend." He explained. I laughed a little and he pulled back from me, startled by my outburst.
"Duke, I've been going out with you for six months. I think I know what kind of boyfriend you are." I told him, taking his face in my hands. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. "Besides, what made you think I could ever leave you."
He smiled even wider. "The thing is, I didn't think you were going to leave. I just didn't want other guys looking at you and trying something." He explained.
"Oh, big tough guy?" I joked and he smirked.
"That's right; I'm the big tough guy." He said, tickling my sides.
"How about we go to Cesario's tonight with our friends? Give them a little show. I asked. Duke raised his eyebrows, and I knew I had his attention.
"What kind of show?" he asked, kissing me gently.
"A break up." I smiled mischievously. The corners of Duke's lips turned up at the suggestion. "I say we show them what saying that kind of stuff can do to people." I winked and Duke laughed.
"Sounds good to me." He replied, putting his hands on my waist. "Then again, to me, everything that comes from your mouth sounds good."
"Very nice." She smirked, kissing him. "You call Toby and Andrew, I'll call Sebastian and Olivia, we'll tell them it was a previously planned date, but that ever since Toby and Andrew said that stuff to you, there's been some tension, and we don't want to go alone." I concocted. Duke looked at me, a smirk on his face. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing. I'm just thinking that you're amazing." He said, a smiled crept onto my face.
"Thanks." I replied, a blush making it's way up my face.
"I'll go call Toby and Andrew." He said before kissing my lips sweetly.
"I'll go call Sebastian and Olivia." I kissed him back.
We backed away from each other slowly, our eyes never leaving each other.
Let the games begin.
Duke Orsino
I wasn't about to tell Viola this, but I was afraid of saying something wrong. Something that would actually get her mad or upset with me. I didn't want to hurt her, which was something I would kick myself about.
I slipped into the booth at Cesario's, my finger's laced into hers. She looked over at me, mischief clear in her warm brown eyes. I smiled back at her, my worries easing.
"Here they come." Her hand slipped out of mine and my stomach seemed to flip nervously. The four that entered eyed us warily, like we were time bomb just waiting for an opportunity to explode. They sat in the booth, murmuring their hellos.
There was an awkward silence until the waitress came. Everyone ordered some pizza, then the silence once again, took over them.
"So…" Sebastian mumbled, his arm slung over Olivia's shoulders. I looked over at Viola, and she sent a frighteningly realistic glare in my direction.
"What now?" I said, like we rehearsed. She gave me another glare.
"You. You've been smothering me for days." She said, her voice raised. I felt my eyebrows knit together.
"What are you talking about?" I sounded genuinely curious, yet angry. I almost felt like patting myself on the back for my good acting skills. Viola looked at me, fire in her eyes.
"What I'm talking about, is that you obviously don't trust me enough, which was proven by your little conversation with Andrew and Toby," I saw them look at each other with horror out of the corner of my eye, "What I'm talking about, is that you're too possessive. What I'm talking about, is I don't think this thing is going to work between us. She yelled forcefully. Even though I had known it was coming, it still stung to hear.
"So we're breaking up because I wanted to spend time with you!" I yelled. We were out of the booth by now standing in front of our friends. I saw Andrew and Toby exchange another glance, and I looked over at Viola, and I saw a triumphant look cross over her face.
"Duke, you know we were joking about Viola getting looks from other guys on the team, right?" I waved a hand in their direction to show them that I heard, I just didn't care.
"Well fine! If you feel that way, maybe we should break up!" I shouted, and Viola gave me a hint of a reassuring smile. "I'm outta here." I mumbled before I grabbed my jacket and went to walk out.
"Sebastian, I'm going to call a cab. I'll see you later." I heard Viola say before I walked out. I waited for her over by my bike, and when she got there, I took her in my arms and spun her around, kissing the skin of her neck. It seemed like now that I knew what it would feel like to break up with her, I loved her so much more.
Her lips moved against mine smoothly, familiarly. When we broke apart, we were both heaving for breath.
"So what did Toby and Andrew look like when I walked out?" I asked, kissing her again.
"Terrified. They looked like they thought we were bother going to suck at soccer. I think they were flashing back to the Cornwall game." She told him.
"You think we should go back in now?" I asked. Viola gave me a mischievous look, and I didn't even have to ask.
We have to have some kind of meeting place. If I'm going to have to pretend to be broken up with you, then I'm going to need to see you in secret, somewhere." I told her honestly, and her arms snaked around my neck.
"We'll figure it out. In the mean time, we should tell Sebastian and Olivia. We don't want my brother to kill you in your sleep, and we know if we tell one, we have to tell the other." She reasoned, and I nodded.
"Okay. For now, let's meet under the bleachers. We should change the text and ring tones we have for each other too." I told her, and she smiled.
"Now you're thinking like a mad genius." She told me and I smiled.
"I learned from the best." I replied, and her lips crashed down onto mine.
"We should probably separate before they walk out and see us." She breathed when we broke apart.
I nodded and we slowly backed away from each other. I put my helmet on and hopped onto my bike, sending one last glance back at her before speeding out of the parking lot back to Illyria.
I changed when I got back to the room, and once my shirt was over my head, Sebastian came bursting in the door looking furious.
"What is wrong with you?" he asked, poking me in the chest. Viola must not have told him yet.
"Dude, you know none of it was real right?" he asked the other boy, and a confused look crossed Sebastian's face.
"What?" he finally asked.
"Viola and I decided to fake a break up after what Toby and Andrew said. We're teaching them a lesson. Now we're going to take it one step further and stay 'broken up'." He put air quotes around broken up to emphasize that they were, in fact, still together.
"Brilliant man, just brilliant." Sebastian smiled, and settled down onto his own bed.