Bucky

There was someone new. His name was Sam. He was staring at me with inquiring eyes, and it was hard for me not to squirm under his gaze. He seemed like the flirtatious type, but not my type. My type was Steve, and only Steve.

"Hey." Sam greeted, his tone said everything that he wanted to say before he even said it. "Wanna go on a date?"

"No, I am interested in someone else." I tell him, surprisingly not sounding stand offish and mean.

"That's understandable." Sam said. "So who is this lucky girl who you have your eyes on?"

"It's  a guy, actually." I told him. "I am not sure if he likes me back, though."

"Well, I could help with that." Sam offered. "We don't have to actually date, but we could make him think that we were."

"I'm not sure.." I told him.

I didn't want to hurt Steve, even if he liked me too, and I also didn't want to go into a fake relationship just to learn that he didn't even like me in the first place. The answer seemed to be obvious, but I wanted to be sure about his feelings for me. I know it was a selfish reason to do this, and I know that Sam may read the wrong message by the end of this, but I need to know.

“I’ll do it.” I say after a few moments of silence. “Only if you keep in mind that I have no interest in you and that if you want to stop it you can.”

“Will do.” Sam agrees. “What lunch do you have?”

We found out that we have the same lunch, and a few classes and genius hours together, ones with Steve, including the LGBT genius hour. We agreed that we would subtly act like a couple in front of him instead of being in his face at first, then when he figures out that we are “dating” we would be more open about our “relationship”. I know it is a shitty thing to do, but I want to know if I have to purge myself of feelings for him or ultimately go for it. 

Steve

When I saw them, my heart dropped. It was Bucky and that new kid holding hands. At first I thought that Bucky was just being friendly and all, but he doesn’t hold hands with people unless he knows them well or is dating them. He has never mentioned knowing this guy before, so I assumed the worst: they must be dating. 

I had to bite back my feelings for him now that he was dating someone else. He was happy and that was the best scenario, even if he wasn’t happy with me. It would be hard, but possible, I hope. This is going to be hard. 

“Hey Steve.” Bucky greets as if he didn’t just rip out my heart and shred it to pieces. “How are you?”

I didn’t respond to him, I just looked at my artbook. I started to draw, ignoring him, his question, and his new boyfriend.

“This is Sam.” Bucky introduced, sounding concerned. “He’s..”

“Your boyfriend.” I spat out as nice as possible, interrupting him.

“Yeah.” Bucky said in disbelief. “You could’ve said that nicer Steve.”

I folded myself up, guilt written over my face. I didn’t want to be mean or rude to Sam, I wanted to be happy that he had found someone, but I wanted to be that someone. 

“I’m sorry.” I apologize. “I didn’t mean to sound rude or mean, I have just had a bad day so far.”

It wasn’t a complete lie. My day had only had gotten bad when I saw Bucky walking hand-in-hand with Sam. 

“It’s okay.” He said. “Just… I’m sorry you’ve had a bad day today.”

“It’ll get better.” I told him, hopefully sounding convincing enough, surely not believing it myself.