BLAKE’S POVI was slowly but surely losing my mind.What the hell was I thinking touching his lips like that? And what was that question about?God, I felt so embarrassed I couldn’t even stay a second without cringing and screaming internally – and externally sometimes.When it was time to head over to Luke’s house for the party, I went to the house next door to pick up my girlfriend. I was worried and anxious about meeting with her brother again, but I willed myself to not look so bothered about it and act like everything was alright.“Queen of hearts?” I asked the moment I saw her. She was clad in all red with little cards sticking out here and there. She painted red hearts on her cheeks and tiny stars close to her eyes. Even her hair was red. She looked way too beautiful and I couldn’t help but smile at her, the uneasiness I felt earlier ebbing away.“Just yours,” she responded with a flirty smile and a wink. I laughed and kissed her.“C’mon. Let’s go.”“Where’s Anthony?” I asked l
ANTHONY’S POVI laid there frozen like a deer caught in headlights. When Blake opened his mouth and my lips were covered in his, I felt the tingles of desire bubble in me. My heart was beating rapidly and I feared that Blake might hear it.What the hell was he doing? Why did he kiss me? Should I kiss him back?All these thoughts ran through my brain in the span of three seconds. Before I could start getting into the lip mesh, my sister ran outside and found us like that.I quickly pushed Blake away and he rolled over, his back on the wet grass. I was turning all shades of red and I searched my brain for a reasonable excuse as to why I was kissing my little sister’s boyfriend right after she called me and asked me to drive them home.I may have just imagined it, but for a brief second Crystal looked at me with hatred and disdain. I probably imagined it because the next second she was all over Blake, checking to see if he was still alive, and her voice had this worried tone. And when sh
BLAKE’S POVOh, never will I ever do a keg stand again!I woke up feeling like a truck had knocked me off the road and unto a train track and I was run over by said train one hundred times! My head hurt, the lights hurt my eyes and my tongue felt like sandpaper.I reached for the mini fridge I had beside my bed to get a bottle of water but my hand met with air. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that where my mini fridge once was now sat an oddly shaped drawer. I looked around the room I was in and realized that it wasn’t mine.Just then, Anthony walked in, a huge bright smile on his face.“Good morning,” he said chirpily.“What the hell am I doing here and where’s my shirt?” His smile faltered a bit.“What’d you mean? You…you don’t remember?”“Uh, no. Did I come in through your window again?” I looked at his window. It was locked.“No.” There was a hint of disappointment and sadness in his tone. He moved to the side of his bed and picked up my shirt before flinging it at me.“You really c
ANTHONY’S POVI tried my best to not think about how sad and heartbroken I was by the fact that Blake didn’t remember being an active participant in the best night of my life. As I stared up at the dark ceiling in the living room, feeling very uncomfortable being wedged between the arm rest of the ridiculously short couch, I tried in vain to not also think of how Crystal has been calling me ‘Anthony’ and not ‘Tony’ since she saw Blake on top of me yesterday. I think she was mad at me and I couldn’t blame her. I did make out with her boyfriend in my bedroom when she had given me the task of keeping an eye on him.The hickey on my neck was a sure sign of the incident that happened between Blake and I, yet he couldn’t recall it. I had thought that seeing it would jog his memory, but that didn’t happen. Even if it did though, what was I expecting? For him to break up with my sister and date me instead? As if Blake Lindell will ever be gay!I had decided to tag the incident as a drunken mi
BLAKE’S POV“Doesn’t it seem weird to you how unnaturally happy Anthony is?”I did not anticipate the slamming of my locker that followed after my statement and the long, frustrated sigh that accompanied it.“Why? What’s wrong?” I asked, already dreading the kind of trouble I was in. Lately, it felt like just my mere existence was pissing Crystal off. She sighed and rolled her eyes and yelled at the slightest things that I did.“You! Your constant obsession with my brother and his love life. That’s what’s wrong.”“I’m not obsessed!” I said, whiningly. “I haven’t spoken that much about his love life either.” She gave me a deadpan look and faced her brother.“‘Babe, have you noticed that Anthony smiles more now than he did before? Babe, have you seen how late he’s getting home lately? The world is a dangerous place, he shouldn’t be out that late. Babe, Anthony doesn’t drive to school anymore, have you noticed that?’ That’s all you ever say to me!”I stared at her, unsure what to say. It
ANTHONY’S POVIt was way passed my curfew and usually I’d be freaking out by now, but I just had the second-best night of my life out with Michael and no amount of yelling from my mother was going to ruin it or make me regret staying out this late.The last stop on our fabulous date was a fountain and Michael thought it would be fun if we entertained the sparkling water with all its beautiful and glorious coloured lights. Now, I was soaking wet and dripping all over my parents’ front porch, but it was worth it.“Glad to know you still remember where you lived.” I froze at the sound of my father’s voice, the deepness and iciness of it sending a chill down my spine. I was expecting to see my mom in her robe, looking all worried and getting ready to berate me for making her blood pressure rise. I was not prepared to face Kyle Pearce in all his silent fury. “For a moment I thought you had lost your way home. That would explain why you were coming home late, right?”Personally, I thought I
BLAKE’S POV“This is...not at all what I was expecting from you guys.”Anderson, Anthony and I stared back at Clara with the same expression we gave each other this morning before going to class – annoyed with a hint of resignation and acceptance of our fate.“That is actually way better than what you were expecting, I believe,” Anderson said. We all knew it wasn’t true and I felt bad for him when he received mocking looks from our other classmates and teacher.“I can assure you this was not what I was expecting.” She dropped the Knight that I made – I could tell it was mine because of the way it was shaped like a deformed giraffe – and faced Anthony.“What the hell happened?”“Basketball practice, homework, personal life. You know, the usual.” Damn! I didn’t think Anthony had it in him to speak to his favourite teacher like that.“You’re making excuses and you know that.”“Well, that’s what happened. Clara, you didn’t give us enough time to make this. You paired me with an amateur an
ANTHONY’S POVIt was one of those days when school was just not interesting enough for me to willingly keep my eyes open during class. Biology wasn’t my favourite subject and the person who taught it made the experience worse. We were given an assignment last week, but I couldn’t find my textbook so I didn’t do it. Of course, misplacing your textbook wasn’t a reasonable excuse for not doing your homework, so I got detention and my own personal essay: A Fifteen-Paged Essay Explaining Cell Division According to Some Famous Scientist Who Apparently Discovered It. It didn’t help at all that I was artfully taking a nap while Mrs. Brown – whose daughter I apparently dry-humped in ninth grade just to convince myself and everyone else I wasn’t gay – was explaining said assignment.“Hey Tony.” I looked up from my locker to see Gary smiling at me like I was a freaking trophy that he was so proud to have won. Mrs. Brown’s class lasted longer than I expected and it drained the little energy I had
ANTHONY’S POV“Where the hell are we going to sleep tonight?” I asked Blake. We were in his mother’s car now, chased back in from how cold outside was. We didn’t carry coats or anything that could keep us remotely warm. I had never been this cold in my entire life.Blake turned to look at the back seat. “Looks pretty comfortable to me.”“Blake...” I started in a warning tone. I liked the car, but there was no way I was going to sleep in it. He smiled, a goofy grin and ruffled my hair.“I’m kidding. My grandparent’s cabin is a couple minutes away from here. Luckily for us, I am their favourite grandchild and so they told me the password to it.”He put the car in gear and a couple seconds later we were leaving the beach and on our merry way to his grandparents’ cabin.It was rare for me to feel as happy as I did then and I was scared to let myself feel that happy because I kept having this feeling that it would all be taken away from me. The last time I felt like this – this happy and f
BLAKE’S POV I kept driving, not knowing exactly where I was headed, but knowing I was going to take Tony away from everything and everyone that could possibly hurt him. He was sitting so still and so quiet and his face was turned towards the window so he was staring out at the blackness surrounding us through the tinted glass. I wanted to reach out to him, to hold him and assure him that I was on his side and that I didn’t hate him or think any less of him, but I couldn’t. Once again, I was consumed by fear, fear of how he would receive me; whether he would feel pleased enough to take my hand in his without beating himself up so much for whatever happened and what Crystal said to him. Fear of what it would mean for me to take his hand in this situation. We drove on in silence for a long time. About forty minutes later, I pulled up to the snow-covered beach and parked my car there. I really felt the silence then and it burned my heart. “Tony,” I called softly. He stiffened but didn’
ANTHONY’S POVI don't know whose car I used but I found myself pulling up my drive way as if I had teleported there. I couldn’t remember how I got in the car and drove all the home but I did.My mind was completely blank, but at the same time it was filled with spiralling thoughts.My letter was found.Everyone knew I was in love with Blake, my little sister’s boyfriend.Blake knew I loved him even before we became friends again.Who the hell found my letter and taped it back together?Did that person know any more secrets of mine?“Tony!” The sharp, reproachful tone of my mother brought me back to reality that I so badly wanted no part of. I had somehow managed to get out of the car and walk up the little path that led to the front door.“Oh my God, Tony, what happened to you?” Her tone switched from reproachful to caring and worried in the blink of an eye. I had no idea how I looked, but I was sure it was not good since she was looking at me like a precious dragon egg that had crack
BLAKE’S POVThe moment I stepped into Crane Hall with my midnight blue tuxedo looking like the most handsome man on earth, while heads turned and whispers followed, I knew I had made the biggest royal fuck-up of the century!It occurred to me while Claire was yelling at the sales girl yesterday who didn’t get my pants size right that I was forgetting something. It was only now, after I had popped a gum ball in my mouth, kissed the daylights out of Anthony right before Claire, Dante and Luke arrived and ridden in the limo my friends rented that I remembered what it was: I had a girlfriend and she was not aware that I was going to show up tonight.“Oh my God! Babe!”Months earlier, I would have loved this greeting. It would have upset me greatly if she hadn’t approached me like this and kissed me so passionately that I forgot we were in the presence of others. I would have most especially loved it if she had done it in front of Tony just to piss him off even more. Now, I couldn’t wait f
ANTHONY’S POVIf my heart had the ability to detach itself from my veins and arteries and pop right out of my rib cage, I’m sure it would have done so by now from how hard and fast it was beating.As Claire and I raced towards the Lindells garage, the only structure in their once glorious mansion that seemed to be still intact, I couldn’t help but smile so much and be so pleased with myself – and of course Anderson – for coming up with such a brilliant idea!“Blaakkkeeee!!!” Claire sang as she banged on the garage door. I wanted to tell her to quiet down but then remembered my parents weren’t home, so I joined her in her madness. He opened up a few seconds later, looking at the both of us with wide eyes and a startled expression.“Okay, Claire I understand cause she’s crazy, but you? Wanna alert my parents all the way in Sterling Hotel that I’m not suffering and dying alone in solitude like they wanted?”We ignored him and pushed passed him into the cozy garage. His garage bedroom was
BLAKE’S POV“Hey.”Words could not express how happy I was to see him.The garage door closed softly behind him and I was hugging him in record time, enjoying the warmth his cold body brought me.Right after I hospitalized Gary, the school called my parents. My father had to return back to the country while my mother, contrary to how I thought she would react to my behaviour, ended up fussing over me. Gary’s father was highly infuriated by my actions and he wanted to send me to jail, but then my mother called my grandfather, who was by all right more powerful and influential than the mayor, so I was suspended from school, banned from the dance and was under house arrest by my father who came to that agreement with Kieran Mitchel, Gary’s father.That was three days ago. Three days without talking to anyone or seeing anyone because my phone, laptop, tablet and game system were confiscated. Three days without being able to peep through my window to look at Anthony because my bedroom was
ANTHONY’S POVI knew following him was a big mistake the moment I stepped into the EL. It had an eeriness and coldness about it that had nothing to do with the desertion of the place and the weather.Gary’s eyes were unsmiling and his entire demeanour was unwelcoming, but when he asked to speak with me, I never imagined it would involve anything more than speaking.“I can’t believe you, Tony. I really didn’t think you were like the rest of them,” Gary said to me. His words confused me. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about and I told him so.“One minute you’re giving googly eyes and the next you’re ignoring me and talking to someone else. You know, I didn’t want to believe it when I heard Blake say one time that you were a serial crusher, but I started to observe you and I noticed how you fell for every guy who so much as looked in your direction.”I blushed really hard in embarrassment. It was true that I crushed on almost everyone, but to be fair, it wasn’t like I wante
BLAKE’S POV “We are so not dressing up as waitresses to the dance just because a freshman said so.” Claire and I were in the abandoned pool house skipping class. She was previously at the library, but she said she got kicked out for unruly behaviour so she came to find me during History. Mr. Cornell was so worried when she told him that my mom had fallen in the bathroom and was in the ER that he let me go without even thinking twice. “I didn’t expect you guys to,” I said lowly. “Honestly, I don't even feel like going to the dance anymore.” Since my mother came back and dropped that bomb about divorcing my father, I haven’t been the same. I keep thinking back to how I was so much like my mother, leading someone on when I had absolutely no interest in them. At least my mom was brave enough to tell my dad she didn’t want to do that anymore, whereas I was picking out dress colours and matching corsages and even renting out limos for a school dance with the person I didn’t want to go wi
ANTHONY’S POV“She did what?” Claire screamed. I looked around the library where we were in, praying that we wouldn’t get nasty glares from people around us.“Not so loud, Claire. Jeez.”Claire and I had come to a sort of understanding, that understanding being that I didn’t hate her as much as I did before now that I knew she had zero interest in Blake and she wanted to make me her little project by every means necessary. She was obsessed with Blake and I getting together, and while it was nice having someone on my side for once, it didn’t quite sit right with me especially since Claire was loud and outgoing and blurted out whatever was on her mind, like what she did just now.“Your sister is a real bitch, do you know that?”I grinned, liking how mad she was on my behalf even though I knew Crystal had every right to behave the way she did. She was, after all, Blake’s girlfriend while I was the one trying to come between them. If I were her, I would have told my mother I was dating hi