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So, I let Anton treat me to a cup of coffee or twelve. He's actually a pretty interesting guy..! His vision of art is TOTALLY different from mine, though, I still like it. He's the contemporary, modern, abstract and expressive kind. The kind of guy that makes things speak without really doing anything at all.
Though everything went a little haywire when he touched my hand. ANY girl already dating KNOWS that hand-touching is NOT a good sign. It means that whatever guy you're sitting with has a thing for you.
In this case, ME.
Which is bad, VERY bad, because I have Gee.

"...Oh! Man, sorry, I have to go..!" I excused myself nervously, REALLY desperate, at this point, to just fucking HIGHTAIL it out of there! THREE TIMES WITH THE HAND TOUCHING!

"Oh, really..? Well, mind if I accompany you to your-"
"No, really, I, uh, have to go to some meeting..!" I lied, grabbing my bag and almost running out of the door.

As SOON as I got into the car, I slammed the keys into the ignition and drove off. My hands were still shaking, and I swear to god I could've totalled at least three or four cars on the road.
Sure, call me paranoid, but at least I'm loyal. Maybe a little too much, but like, whatever.

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"And so then he touched my hand THREE FUCKING TIMES so then I had to make up a lame excuse to leave becuse I was REALLY uncomfortable around him because I mean I'm already going out with Gerard so I panicked and left and I SWEAR TO GOD I could've died in a car crash just getting here RAY HELP ME!!!"

And then I breathed.

Yeah, I went to Ray's house straight after the coffee shop thing. I mean, I could've gone to see Mikey, but Gee would probably overhear. If he was there. But I wouldn't take the chance.
Bob and Frank were out working; no WAY in HELL was I going to go see Gee... He'd flip and beat Anton to a bloody pulp for making me freak out so much. Only person I had left was Ray...

"...You have to breathe more."
"THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY TO ME?!"
"Woooooah, Fye! Calm down...! I was just joking!"
"...Jackass..."
"You want me to help or not?"
"...No?"
"What the fuuuuuuck?"
"Well what? I needed someone to talk to..."

And so, talk we did. Ray kept on talking about how I shouldn't freak out that much, how I should just tell Anton I was going out with Gerard. But THEN! I realised that Gee, Anton and I had more than just ONE class together. And I can't really forget the time the teacher chewed our ears off after we'd been kissing in class instead of working...
Point is, Anton HAD to have known Gee and I were dating..! Oh that little MANwhore!

"Or maybe he's gay and likes a little feminine touch?" Ray suggested, and was repayed with a punch in the arm.

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The next few days were relatively calm. But then again, I kept on staying around Gerard, for extra protection I guess. Not that I was AFRAID of Anton... I just didn't want anyone to just, get in my face. Or something like that. I just like my space the way it is: The guys, and Me.

But OF COURSE, one day when Gerard had been sick and stayed home(walked out in the rain for about three hours god knows why), Anton just APPEARED in front of me at lunch.

"H-Hi, Anton..!" I greeted as honestly as I could, trying to plaster an honest smile on my face. Which wasn't easy, seeing as I ALREADY rarely smiled...

"Hey Fye..! Mind if I sit with you?"

I couldn't say no; that innocent smile, those big, sky blue eyes... He just looked too happy and innocent, dammit!
So we sat and tlked, and, again, I was caught off guard by his knowledge and perceptions on things. He just reeled me into conversations I could lose myself in..!
Most of the time, with Gerard, we'd talk about school and music. Not much of anything else; he hated to talk about his drawing, or anything else he did...
Not that I mind or anything! Not at all..! Actualy, I like that secretive part of him. It makes him look more appealing, like a book I still have to read and finish.

"...Damn, there went the bell!" He laughed, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Guess you should go to class, too, eh Fye?"

"Uh, yeah, well, see you around!" I smiled, walking off.

Why was I ignoring him before, already?
Oh right.
Because he freaked me out.

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"I'm supposed to meet him again this afternoon!! HELP ME!!"
"Fye, calm down, just tell him you have to-"
"I CAN'T! You don't UNDERSTAHAHA~ND! He just looks so INNOCENT... Lying to him is like robing a baby of his childhood!"
"Oh yeah, nice analogy. Just TWIST reality a little bit. So it's not THAT true, but so it's not a lie, either."
"...Like what?"
"Say you have an interview tomorrow."
"...How the fuck is that true?!"
"Uh, we're interviewing Matt to be our manager but you have to be there to help us out with the questions we might forget?"
"...Oh yeah, thanks for teling me in advance."
"Well, now you know, AND you have an excuse!"
"Oi, you really have to do two things at once EVERY time, don't you?"
"Yep! I might be short, but I gots da brains!"
"Shut up, Frank."
"I love you too, Sugar. But I have to go. Parents being bitches again."
"Same here. See you tomorrow?"
"You better!"

Great. so now I have to think about interview questions AND deal with the fact I have to lie to mister inocent-face. Oh, Gee's going to have to learn about this SOONER or later... Preferably SOONER than later.