Asshole.

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(Kinda a enemies to lovers.)

(Simon's Pov.)

Fucking Wilhelm. He's such an asshole. I honestly hate him. I scowl under my breath when I spot him talking to Sara. "Hey!" Sara says, waving me over. Wille  looks over in my direction, I roll my eyes. He bites his lip. I slowly walk over. I force a smile. "Simon." Sara whispers, slapping my arm. "Hello, Crown Prince." I say. "Hi. Also no need for the formalities, just call me Wille." He says. I roll my eyes. "Simon! You did not just roll your eyes at the prince!" She whisper yells. "No, no. It's perfectly okay. Not everyone has to like me." He says, with a wink. I swallow hard.

(Wille's pov.)

"Hold on. I see my brother." Sara says in the middle of explaining a math problem. "Hey!" She yells, waving him over. I look over at the boy and- holy shit. Who the fuck is this god? How the fuck is he so hot?! I bite my lip as he walks over. "Hello, Crown Prince." The boy says. "Hi. Uh- Also no need for the formalities, just call me Wille." I say. He rolls his eyes. Hot. "Simon!" Sara whisper yells. "No, no. It's perfectly okay. Not everyone has to like me." I say, winking at Simon. I see him turn his head. "What did you want Sara?" He asks. "Can you Help Wilhelm? I have to help Mama at the cafe." She says. He sighs but nods. "Thank you. Here." She says, handing Simon the packet we were working on. "Okay, well, it us now." I say. He scoffs. "Aren't you a Prince? Shouldn't you have some tutor or something?" He asks. "Sara is my tutor." I say. His eyes widen. "I'm so sorry-" I cut him off. "No, it's okay you didn't know." I say with a small laugh. He gives a small smile.

(A month later.)
(Simon's pov.)

Okay, maybe Wille isn't so bad. I spent practically the whole month with him and it was really fun. I even took him to bjärstad. He's actually like a normal person. I thought he would just be a spoiled brat, but he's not? He's really nice and sweet. I think I might like him. I know he doesn't like me back, there's no way.

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Wille and I walk to our class, because we were both late and ran into each other. He sighs. "I'm so tired. I should not have stayed up that late." I say. "Same." He says, yawning.

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At the end of the school day Wille invited me to his room. So that's where we are. "Fuck!" He curses. "What?" I ask. He gives me a deadpanned look. He shows me his phone. I start laughing. "It's not funny! I was alive for so long!" He says, slapping the back of my head. "Ow!" I say, still laughing. "You're- You're upset because you died in subway surfers?" I ask, trying to calm down. "Yes! I almost beat my high score and I didn't have any keys!" He says. I start laughing again, then he starts laughing.

A couple minutes later we both calm down. "Oh my god." I say wiping the tears off of my face. "Yeah." He says, doing the same thing. "You're so stupid." I say, playfully pushing him. "You are." He says, pushing me back. "No! I'm not stupid! That's why you switched Sara for me!" I say. "Or.. maybe I like spending time with you." He says. "You don't like Sara?" I ask. "No, I do, she's really nice. But I like you better." He says. "What?" I ask. "Simon." He says staring at me. "What?" I ask, confused. "You don't understand what I said?" He asks. I shake my head. "God you are so oblivious sometimes." He mutters before kissing me. My eyes completely widen, too shocked to even kiss him back. He pulls away. "Do you like me too?" He asks. I nod my head quickly and pull him into a kiss. He quickly slips his hands down to my waist. "How long have you liked me?" I ask. "Since the first time I saw you." He says. He kisses me again. "What about you?" He asks. "Since I was 12." I say truthfully. "Holy shit." He says. I nod. "Never thought I would have ever actually kissed you." I say. He nods. "We kissed." He says. "Yep." I say, looking at the wall across from us, Wille doing the same. I turn to face him, he does the same. "Can we-" I cut him off with a kiss. He slips his hands to my waist pulling me closer, trying to deepen the kiss. I pull away. He gives a whine. I scoot forward and onto his lap. He smiles. I put my arms around his neck and kiss him, again.

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