Why Do You Act Like This??? (BF X Pico)

THERE'S NO WAY!!

Hay my sad gays!! This is when my hoes, this is when. TW: Self H#rm

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Boyfriend's POV:

Pico was at the door, with my hoodie and a hot pocket. He was about to leave, but I stopped him. "Wait." He rolled his eyes. "What now?"I don't know why I wanted this, but it felt right. "Can I walk you home?" He shrugged his shoulders. "If you really want to." I put on a hoodie and I started to walk with Pico. We didn't say much, but we didn't have to. "How did you know I liked the ham and cheese hot pockets?" I shrugged. "DK just a lucky guess, I've liked them ever since I was a kid." He started to laugh. "That's cute." I started to get red and we just stared at each other. I felt drawn to him like a magnet. We got closer, and closer until...

Everything then went black and I shot up in my bed. I started to breathe hard and fast. "What the hell was that?!?!?!" Oh, it was just a dream. WAIT WHY WOULD I DREAM ABOUT KISSING PICO?!?!" It was 3:04 AM, I need more sleep. I'm so confused. I can't like Pico! I'm straight!! But why would I dream of that? I just groaned and fell back on my bed. This is kind of ass, why is my brain so weird?!?! I tried to fall asleep, but I just kept thinking about my dream. Chad kept returning as well. Hol up. I get Chad when I'm with Pico, and now I'm getting it in this weird ass dream!?!?!!? WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!!?!?

*BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP* I woke up from my alarm once more. I got like 5ish hours of sleep, shit. I need to get more sleep. Suddenly yesterday and last night's events hit me like a truck. "Shit." I got up to get breakfast. I just had 2 pieces of toast, I was too tired to make anything more. I had so many questions, but dwelling on them will only make it worse. I got ready for the day, and I started to walk to school. I decided to listen to music, so I wouldn't think of my current predicament. When I got to school I wasn't thinking about anything, but I was thinking about everything at the same time. 

When I got to my first class, I started to calm down. Bethany is in my music class, I'll ask her then. But in the meantime, I'll try any way possible to take my mind off this shit situation. I paid more attention in class, but it never seemed to work 100%. It was still lingering in the back of my mind. But finally, it was lunchtime. I started to get really nervous, I couldn't tell why. Is it because of how unpleasant this situation is? Or am I just avoiding the inevitable? When I was inside the lunch room, everyone was there as normal. But everyone looked less excited than yesterday, maybe they got over it?

"Hay guys." They greeted me back. "How was it?" I'm surprised Zach was the first one to ask. "Pico came over and he was covered in scratches and bruises, he even had a black eye." They suddenly seemed more invested. "Jeez, did he get into a fight?" I nodded. "I patched him up, he didn't even treat his wounds." Bethany perked up even more. "Aww how cute!!!" I jumped in surprise and I started to flush. "IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" She eyed me up and down. "If you say so." Everyone started to give me a look. "We talked about what he wanted to learn and how he wanted to learn it. Then I made a math learning plan while he played Super Smash Bros. When it was pretty late I kicked him out."

Harper suddenly had this grin on their face. "Super Smash Bros? Now I know what y'all bros were doing last night." I jumped up really quickly. Why were they saying these things? My friends making these comments only makes me even more confused about what happened yesterday/last night. "WHAT THE HELL!!! SHUT UPP!!" People from other tables started to stare at us. Everyone at our table started to laugh their asses off. I sat back down. "Wait, why didn't Pico leave after y'all discussed the learning plans." Everyone started to 'oooo' at Zach's comment. I tried to ignore them.

"He said he didn't want to be home, so I let him stay till 9:30 ish. He was a lot nicer to me yesterday, I could actually see him as a friend if he keeps this up." Everyone looked shocked. "Really?!!?!? Y'all became friends already??? I thought it would at least take 2 weeks." I was really surprised when he stopped being a total dick too. "Really? You thought we'd become friends?" Bethany snickered. "Ya then y'all would fall in love then fu-" I quickly got up and left to get help from the ELA teacher. She gave me some learning plans for me to put my own spin on. I felt semi-put together at that moment. The principal even told me that my class work will be reduced and no more homework!!

When I got to music class we were having downtime before the end of the documentary, which was the perfect opportunity. "Hay Bethany, there's something that's been on my mind for a while now. How do you know if you're in love or not?" She started to get really excited. "WHO IS IT!! YOU CAN TELL ME WHO???" Jeez. "That's not what I asked." She pouted. "Well, you think of them all the time." That kind of applies, but that doesn't mean I love him! "You could just stare at them for hours, and your heart feels fuzzy around them." I have stared at him a few times, BUT I DIDN'T MEAN TO! "You usually dream about being with them."

Really?!?!? That has to be a coincidence. "You also get this sudden feeling in your stomach when you're around them, and you usually get red and sweaty." CHAD!?!!?!? NO NO NO NO IT CAN'T BE!!!! "Are you sure?? Could that be something else???" She thought about it for a second. "Nope, you're in love, my guy. But who the fuck is it!?!!?" No way, there's no way I like him!!! Right?? JESUS!!!! In the middle of my existential crisis, Pico walked toward me. "Here you go." He gave me the hoodie I lent to him yesterday. I then wrapped it around my waist as Pico walked away. I looked over at Bethany and her jaw was touching the floor, it also looked as if her eyes were about to pop out of her sockets.

"YOU GAVE HIM UR HODDIE?!?!!?" I nodded slowly, confused at first. Then I realized. In every teen romance movie ever, the MC gives the love interest their hoodie. "IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!!!!" I was getting red and stupid fuking Chad came again. Is it like that? There's no way. Right? FUCCCKKK. "YOU'RE A FUCKING LIAR!!!! YOU WERE ASKING ME IF YOU WERE IN LOVE OR NOT!!!! YOU LIKE-" I quickly put my hands over her mouth. Everyone started to stare at us, including Pico. He seemed confused, but he seemed to be suspecting something as well. "Stop fucking screaming!!!" She just shrugged her shoulders.

"Opps." Oops?? Wtf. She started to whisper. "So do you like him or not?" I blushed and I looked to the ground, almost as if I was admitting defeat. "N-no." She gave me a look. "I don't know!!" She shook her head. "Oh, my poor sweet summer child. You don't have to tell me but, when was the last time you had a crush." That would be GF, I've liked her a few times. "Were you 100% sure you liked this person?" I nodded. I definitely liked her, no doubt in my mind. "How did it feel to be in love with this person?" It felt great, I would get nervous and I'd flush at every little cute thing she'd do. "How do those feelings compare to how you feel about Pico?"

..... I was speechless... My eyes widened, and my mouth was slightly ajar with shook. I dropped my water bottle, and the sound of metal smashing against the floor shot me with the reality of this situation. They both felt the same. They were indistinguishable. My heart started to pound out of my chest, my hands started to quake. Bethany looked smug, but that morphed into a concerned confusion. I quickly sped to the bathroom, I wasn't ready to face my emotions. I sped into the nearest stall, to try to calm down. It wasn't working. All I could think of was Pico, and that made it worse. It felt as if I was having a heart attack.

I went on my phone to distract myself, but that didn't work either. I started to overthink. Do I really like him? It's impossible, BUT IT'S CAST IRON!!!! Would I date him? Would I kiss him? Would I fuck him? "UUUGGGHHHHH!!!!" I slammed my head into the stall door, and I strangely felt better. Why would banging my head make me feel better? Even so, I continued to do it till I got lightheaded. Most of my panic subsided, I didn't know why but I didn't care. I walked out of my stall, and I looked in the mirror. I had a big fat bruise on my forehead. I should have expected this. I ruffed my hair in front of my forehead. If anyone asks, I'll just say I fell. I then walked back to class.

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1633 words. I had to do it to y'all. The angst will consume ur soul soon. Have a great day/night my sad gays!!!