I AM SO SORRY MY LOVELIES I MISSED TWO UPDATES
I KNOW I PRETTY MUCH ALWAYS MISS MONDAY UPDATES
IM A LAZY BITCH

Patton POV
I rummaged through my locker, looking for my calculus homework.  Logan was supposed to help me with math, but I've been avoiding him.

I can't get the image of him almost kissing me and then running away out of my mind.  I just kept playing it over and over, trying to wonder how I could have fixed it.  Any little thing so that he wouldn't have left. 

I shoved my calculus homework into my book bag, blinking my eyes quickly so the tears didn't fall from my eyes. 

I shut my locker and turned to leave, running straight into someone.  I started apologizing profusely until I realized it was Logan.

"What do you want?"  I asked, making Logan flinch slightly at the tone of my voice. 

"I just wanted to apologize and explain myself,"   Logan said, back to being as emotionless as possible. 

"For what?"  I asked, glaring at him.  "For abandoning me?  Leading me on?" 

Logan nodded slowly, an actual hurt look in his eyes.  I couldn't help but soften a bit.  I'm still so head over heels for him.

"I apologize for abandoning you.  I was unsure of my own feelings, and in turn hurt you."  Logan apologized.  I paused for a bit, just looking at him. 

"I...I don't know Logan,"  I told him.  "I want to forgive you, but I'm not sure I can believe you."

"What can I do to fix this?"  He asked me.  I hesitated. 

"I don't know,"  I mumbled.  "Like I said, I want to be friends again."

"Then why can we not be friends?"  Logan asked.  "Or more?" 

My heart fluttered at that.  I really, really, want to date Logan.  But...he said himself he isn't sure of his feelings.  I know he isn't good with emotions and he might just be forcing himself to like me as to not hurt me.

"Stop,"  I told him. 

"Patton you have been ignoring me for five days now,"  Logan said, clearly getting frustrated.  "I just wanted to talk."

"And I don't like having my feelings played with,"  I retorted.  We were silent again, an unsettling awkwardness falling between us. 

Making us both jump, a hand slammed into my locker between us.  It was Remy.

"Are we having a problem here?"  He asked lowly, putting himself between Logan and I. 

"Everything is perfectly fine Remy,"  Logan tried to say.

"Patton is this asshole bothering you?"  Remy asked me, looking back at me.  I just shrugged in response. 

"Listen here bitch,"  Remy said, pointing his finger at Logan.  "Leave Patton the hell alone until you figure out your fucking feelings."

"I only wished to apologize,"  Logan defended himself, glaring right back at Remy. 

Only a few brave people dare to glare at Remy.

"Remy calm down," I told him putting a hand on his shoulder. He raised an eyebrow at me, seemingly confused.

"Call me later," I told Logan.

"C'mon Patton, this asshole isn't worth your time," Remy told me. He grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me down the hall away from Logan.

"Roman needs our help with something anyways," Remy whispered to me.

~•~

Roman POV
I tapped my foot anxiously against the floor. I leaned against my locker, willing Emile, Remy, and Patton to show up sooner.

Virgil might leave anytime soon. School just ended and I need to catch him before he goes home.

"Alrighty!" Remy yelled, sauntering down the hallway towards me, Emile and Patton at his heels. "Lets get this gay train moving babes!"

He swung an arm around my shoulder, but keeping his other hand on Emile's ass in a more protective then sexual manner.

"Well, I was just gonna ask him," I said, laughing a bit. "But I need someone to convince me before I chicken out."

"Well be nice about it," Emile said.

"Make sure he's comfortable so he doesn't get too anxious," Patton added.

"And just be yourself," Remy said with a smirk. "But not too much cause you're kinda an arrogant bastard sometimes."

I scoffed, putting my hand to my chest in an offended manner. 

"Remy be nice,"  Emile chastised him. 

"You better come get your little fucker on caffeine Emile,"  I said in a joking manner. 

"Hun I am gay, tall, and caffeinated,"  Remy said, flipping down his sunglasses.  "Ya better check yourself before you shrek yourself."

"How about no fighting,"  Patton said, putting his hands on his hips. 

"Fine,"  Both Remy and I sighed. 

"No go on,"  Emile said, motioning me down the hallway.

"Go get ya mans,"  Remy added with a smirk.

"I can't,"  I whined, putting my face in my hands.  I could tell that I was blushing.

"He's literally right down the hall,"  Emile said with a smile.  "Just go ask him already!" 

"Yeah just walk up to him and swoop him into ya arms and kiss the shit out of him,"  Remy told me, proceeding to do that to Emile. 

He literally picked Emile up and started kissing him passionately.  Emile instantly became a flustered mess, trying to pull himself out of Remy's arm while also returning all his boyfriends kisses. 

"God, get a room,"  I teased them, making Emile turn scarlet red.  Remy leaned against the wall and placed his hands on Emile's hips, keeping Emile pressed against his chest.

Remy smirked at Emile while he just excepted it that he couldn't escape Remy's loving hugs.  Patton and I both sighed.  But then Patton's eyes widened.

"Roman go!"  Patton exclaimed, pointing down the hallway.  "Virgil's about to leave!"

I turned to see Virgil shutting his locker.  He turned to leave to the school. 

"Go!"  Remy yelled, shoving me with his heeled foot.  I stumbled forwards a bit, giving him a glare over my shoulder. 

I quickly headed down the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest.  I can't tell if it's from nervousness or excitement. 

"Virgil wait!"  I yelled, making him flinch.  Probably shouldn't have yelled.

He turned around and smiled a bit when he saw me.  I ran up to him, breathless already. 

His chocolate brown eyes looked up at me through his faded purple bangs.  I could faintly see the bruise around his eye he so desperately tried to hide with makeup.

"I want to talk to you about something,"  I told him, noticing how he tensed up. 

"What?  Did I do something?  Sorry, for whatever it was,"  He mumbled, looking down at the floor.

"What?  No!"  I told him.  "I have a question for you."  I rephrased it. 

"Oh,"  He said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.  "Sorry."

"Listen you lovely emo nightmare,"  I told him, grabbing his hand fondly.  "I have a very important question."

Virgil flushed a deep red, obviously seeing where I was headed.  I smirked. 

"Ask your question Princey,"  He said lowly, refusing to make eye contact. 

"I was wondering...if..."  I trailed on in a teasing manner.  He glared at me.  I smirked again. 

"I wanted to know if you would be so kind as to grace me with your presence on a romantic date this weekend to The Spaghetti Warehouse." I asked him, pressing a kiss to his hand.

Virgil flushed an even deeper red, utterly speechless. He opened his mouth to say something, but didn't, and then repeated the action a few times.

Flustered Virgil is an adorable Virgil.

"Why?" Virgil asked. "Why me?"

"Well despite being emo and pessimistic, you are quite a joy to be around," I joked. "But in seriousness, I do like you romantically and I'd like to go on a date with you."

Virgil didn't say anything again. Just staring at me with a shocked expression. I could see his eyes flickering with many different emotions.

"Sure," He mumbled finally. I felt my heart leap at that. "I'll go on a date with you."

I smiled brightly and swept him into a hug. I pulled away and held his hand again.

"Thank you so much Virgie!" I said happily.

"Don't call me that," He grumbled, but he was smiling.

"I'll pick you up at 7 pm this Saturday," I told him. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah," He mumbled, flushing bright red again.

"Need a ride home?" I asked. Virgil glanced out the door to the slight rain outside.

"Yeah," He repeated, just staring at our joined hands.

I smiled and headed out to the parking lot with Virgil. I felt like I was walking on air.

I'm actually going to go on a date with Virgil!