Eyes talk. (BXB)

drowning.

VINNY
We're on the rooftop of the abandoned building.
We're all sitting on the middle of it , we listened to music , did some spraypaint inside the building which just fyi it wasn't a dead body in that duffle bag after all , it was spray paint.
Preston went on and on about stories of him and Zayne.
Zayne looked embarrassed and kept trying to shut Preston up , they started bickering like siblings.

They pushed eachother around while they talked over eachother, making me laugh.
After a while Cody and Preston went back down inside the building to go take a look around.

I'm sitting on the edge of the roof , watching as my legs swing back and forth.
Free.
I feel free.
The cold winter breeze makes my fingertips sting.
But I'm not cold.
My hands aren't cold.
I feel the cold air on my hands but they're not cold because Zayne's hand is warm..
His warm hand keeps my own cold ones company.
His fingers are inbetween mine.
He's sitting next to me on the edge and even tho it's the middle of winter I still feel the heat radiating off his body.
We look past the overgrown plants that seem so far beneath us.

We look past them at the empty streets.
Its quiet.. its peacefull.. and for once I'm not drowning in my own thoughts.
He looks at me.
I don't look back.
I lay my head on his shoulder and keep my eyes on the distant trees.
His thumb brushes against the back of my hand as he starts making circles.
Next week we have break where we get to go home.

One whole week with my family.. one whole week with my dad.
"Do you ever feel like you're drowning in your own mind ?" I suddenly say.
I even surprised myself with my own words.
He hums.
"Sometimes.. but you learn how to swim." He says.
I don't say anything for a while , processing his words.
I haven't figured out how to swim.
I haven't figured out how to think without drowning.
I don't know if I'll ever learn how to swim.
Then I chuckle.
"since when did you become so poetic." I ask , lifting my head to look at him.

He laughs.
The sound is soft.
Then he smiles.
"Maybe I had to learn how to talk for you to learn how to swim." He says.
He had to learn how to talk ?
He's a mystery but this time I don't let myself think about it.
"Learn how to talk ?" I ask.
Thinking isn't gonna give me awnsers.
But his words will.
Zayne looks at me before he looks off into the distance.
"I didn't used to.. I used to lash out instead of talking.
That was the easy thing to do.
To let my anger consume me and the people around me. So that's what I did. Always. Over and over again but at some point it becomes tiring.
So I learned how to talk.. If I can learn how to talk you can learn how to swim. And if you don't I will follow you down as you're drowning and I will pull you out.." he says.

He looks back at me.
I look into those green eyes.
How can those dangerous green eyes belong to that voice ?
Belong to those words ?
He brushes the hair out of my face.
That's when I feel it.. a single tear rolling down my cheeck.
It's cold.
He watches it.
His hand cups my cheeck and his thumb brushes away that one lonely tear.
I lean into his touch.

Can I really learn how to swim ?
When every single one of my thoughts drag me down deeper into the ocean that is my own mind ?
I don't know.
But he makes me want to learn.
He makes me want to swim.
I stop thinking.
I stop thinking completely and let myself get lost into those green eyes.
He watches me.
He smiles then.
"You'll be fine." He whispers.

I don't think about his words I move my hand onto the side of his neck , I feel his hand move through my hair and stop at the back of my head.
I close my eyes and lean in.
I don't know what I'm doing.
But he makes me want to take that risk.
He makes me want to risk it all.

His lips meet mine in the softest kiss.
The softest kiss that speaks volumes.
I feel a sprak travel through my entire body.
He ignited a spark in me and I can't get enough.
I deepen the kiss and I feel his hand tighten in my hair.
I shift my body.
He needs to be closer.
I lean back slightly when he kisses me more fiercly and I lose my balance.

My heart skips a beat when I remember I'm on the edge of the roof but he grabs my waist and steadies me.
I let out a shaky breath , he chuckles against my lips.
I hear Cody's voice as he climbs the last stairs up to the roof.
I open my eyes and pull away.
I hear Zayne grunt in protest , pulling me back in.
I can't help but smile before I push his chest back and get up.

He groans. "Vinny" he says in protest.
I step away from the edge.
I walk over to Cody and Preston as I hear Zayne follow a few seconds later.
I look at Cody and take in his dishevelled hair , his clothes that look as if they've been rushed on.
I glance at Preston.
He has the biggest grin on his face while his eyes are glued to Cody seems to ignore him before he turns to me.
"We should get back before midnight." Cody says. I nod.

They definitely did more than just explore the building..
I glance at Zayne who's looking at Preston.
He's studying him.
Does he know ?
He doesn't say anything and soon enough we're all back in Preston's car driving back to the school.

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ZAYNE
We get back to the school and Cody starts talking to Preston while me and Vinny sneak back in through the gates.
If I didn't know Preston was straight I'd think he was messing around with Cody..

Me and vinny end up in his room.
He takes off his jacket ,socks and shoes.
I do the same before I also take off my hoodie.. then my shirt.
Vinny looks at me, his eyes dropping down to my chest.
I love catching him staring at me.
I smirk before I climb into his bed.
He watches me before he climbs in next to me.
I lay my arm across his pillow and he lays his head on my arm , he starts tracing patterns with his fingers on my chest.

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VINNY
I don't feel like I'm drowning when I'm with him like this.. alone.. in my room.
I brush my fingers over his bare chest , his torso.. those slightly visible abs , his v line , every curve, every dip, his scar. He has a scar across his torso.
How did he get that ?
It looks old.. an accident ? A fight ?
I don't get the chance to think about it long though..
I drift off to sleep faster than I expected , faster than I wanted to.

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ZAYNE
I look up at the ceiling as Vinny falls asleep.
I'm smiling like a fucking idiot but I can't help it.

He has me wrapped around his finger.

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