「 Tony’s POV 」
What the bloody fuck?!
I wasn’t sure what I’ve heard. Maybe my ears weren’t functioning very well. My heart beat faster than it should against my rib that I could hear it pounding inside my ear. His sudden confession suddenly made me stopped breathing.

I didn’t expect that coming.

“Because I like you,” the word kept on repeating inside my head.

‘Tony… tony, a motherfucking guy likes you!! A hot guy likes you!! Be happy idiot and tell him you like him too!!!’ The small annoying voice inside my head kept on screaming. But to tell Mike Fuentes that I like him is a lie.

I do not like him.

He was still smiling an evil smile. I was too surprised that I dropped the paper I was holding. Coincidentally, Ms. Ruby came back from the ladies and she was at the door, face already red. Did she hear that? Or she was mad that Mike was lazing around??

“Tony Perry, why are you throwing papers around?!” oh, turned out she was mad at me. Over the stupidest reason ever.

I felt like walking to her, snapped my fingers and said, “excuse me, girlfriend. I think you need a freaking glasses or contacts, dear because I did not throw the paper but I accidentally dropped it and take a chill pill.”

But all that kinds of things usually happened inside my head so instead of doing all the things I really want, I immediately bent down, picked up the paper while blushing furiously – not wanting to look up to Mike – and kept on muttering, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

It was just unfair. Why was she mad at me? She was supposed to be mad at Mike – who was just sitting and he was the one who made me drop the papers in the first place!

“After you guys had finished with this, come to the detention room, I’ll assign someone to look for you guys scrubbing the toilet and as for you, Tony, you have to stay until 3:30 too.”

I was too surprised to give a fuck about the time extension and all I could think about was Mike Mike Mike Mike Mike and Mike.
And when Ms. Ruby had left, my brain was actually screaming, begging for her to come back. But she didn’t.

While I was actually busy trying to get Mike off my mind, he stood up from the chair and bent down, picking up the papers with me.

Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit, don’t look at him Tony, just don’t.

Well of course my eyes didn’t actually do what my brain had commanded. I glanced at him and he was all smiles, looking attractive than ever. My breath hitched and I could feel my cheeks were heating up. Oh no Tony, not another douchebag.

Turn away Tony, turn away before he – fuck.Before I could even turn away, he turned to me. He caught me staring. I immediately looked away and quickly took the papers. As soon as I finished, I got up but he grabbed me by my wrist, yanking me backwards to him.

We were so fucking close. So close.

“Tony, you know what…” he began as he looked into my eyes. He has beautiful eyes, and why did I just notice that? I like guys with blue eyes and even though Mike has brown eyes, they were still beautiful. I gulped. “Actually…”

Hurry the fuck up, Fuentes. Talk. Let me go. Your lips are so tempting.

“I was just kidding, so chill,” he ended.

“Oh, I knew that,” I nonchalantly said as I pulled away from his grip, stood up and went to organize the papers back.

Oh my fucking god I was so embarrassed. How could he just say that he likes me? Tony, wake the fuck up, he’s fucking straight! He won’t like you. He likes boobs. Boobs, Tony, boobs! Not moobs!

I was trying to mask my embarrassed face with a hard demeanor, not caring that he was laughing out loud on the floor.

“You knew??” he said between his laughs. “But you looked so hopeful!!”

Oooh, you’re a fucking good liar, Fuentes. You’re gonna get it someday.

I turned to him when I finally sure that I wasn’t blushing. I gave him a death glare and then muttered loudly, “Would you please stop and help me out instead? There are a lot of papers here and I’m in need of help.”

He wiped his tears away while holding his stomach, still laughing.

I groaned out loud and turned around. I was pissed. I have to admit that I was pissed. Pissed because he lied and pissed because making me notice those beautiful brown eyes of his. Pissed because he made me believe for a moment that I might actually have a chance with him.

Oh god, Tony, he’s a jerk. You shan’t like a jerk!

Mike stood up from the floor and stopped beside me, still giggling while sorting the paper. It was starting to annoy me so I moved a little bit further from him. And he moved closer. So I moved further. But he moved closer again.

What the hell?!

I looked up to him, furious that he was deliberately trying to annoy me. He looked down to me but I couldn’t hold his gaze for too long. Because a) he was very good at staring and b) his eyes were just so beautiful.

I turned around; muttering under my breath while organizing the papers when all of a sudden, his hand grabbed my waist, making me flinched. I did not dare to turn around. I was afraid.

“Are you disappointed that I’m not gay, turtle?” he whispered as he moved closer to my ear. He was so close; I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I remained still, frozen like a status as if I have seen Medusa’s eyes.

‘This is not healthy, Tony,’ I told myself. ‘Whatever he does, do not take it seriously. He’s just joking around. Do not have a crush on him. He’s not worth it.’

“Why should I be disappointed?!” I finally snapped as I pushed him. I finally found the courage to turn and prove him that I wasn’t disappointed (although I have to admit I was actually a little bit frustrated).

Mike let out a laugh again.

“Don’t lie, Tony. I know you want me, you know I want cha~” he sang the song by Pit Bull and then laughed louder this time and immediately he said, “but you know I don’t actually want you.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever,” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t you like ever shut up for a moment?”

“Nope,” he answered proudly.
“Then can you shut up now?”
“Nope,” he beamed.

“Aren’t you embarrassed to be seen with me?” I asked. It’s true though, most of the people got embarrassed whenever they are with me. Even Blaise. I could tell, but he just didn’t want to admit it.

“Nope,” he said. “No one is watching now, Tony, so why should I care?”

“Good point,” I said, embarrassed for not thinking further. And then I asked again, “Why are you talking to me? I suck at talking.”

Mike chuckled. “Well you are talking now. And what else do you suck, Tony?” he asked as he wiggled his eyebrows and then laughed again at his own joke. Unknowingly, I let out a chortle.

“Oh! You laughed~ I made you laughed!!” he said as he clapped his hands like a kid and then he nudged my shoulder.

“No, I don’t,” I didn’t want to admit and turned away, trying to hide my smile.

“Don’t lie, Tony~ I see you laughing!”
“I don’t, which part of I Don’t you don’t understand?!”
“So what else do you suck, why won’t you tell me??”
“Shut up!!”

I have to admit that I think I actually felt comfortable having him around. But that doesn’t change the fact that he was a douchebag and an annoying jerk.

Notes

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