Taro and Teddy
Taro's Point of View
"Tell me pretty lies,
Look me in the face,
Tell me that you love me,
Even if it's fake,
'Cause I don't fucking care, at all"
Teddy gives me a wide eyed look as I glare at him. Where was he? He said he was just running an errand for a teacher. Six hours ago! I was worried about him-wait. That isn't right. I shouldn't care what he does with his time. Yet, i'm still really angry at him right now.
"Teddy, what exactly did you do as an errand?"
"Um.........it's kinda weird"
I don't believe him for a second.
"You've been out all night,
I don't know where you've been,
You're slurring all your words,
Not making any sense,
But I don't fucking care, at all"
"Teddy, seriously, be honest. I can tell when you're lying."
"W-why do you care?" he asks, seeming pretty desperate for a topic change. I growl under my breath before walking closer, successfully managing to pin him against the door. It's fucking 10:00. Maybe that's why i'm acting like this.
"'Cause I have hella feelings for you,
I act like I don't fucking care,
Like they ain't even there,
'Cause I have hella feelings for you,
I act like I don't fucking care,
'Cause I'm so fucking scared
I'm only a fool for you,
And maybe you're too good for me,
I'm only a fool for you,
But I don't fucking care, at all, oh"
Oh please! Like I feel anything towards him. He's just my annoying roommate who happens to also be a clueless teddy bear. And happens to be really nice and really trustful. And adorable-fuck. I might be feeling things towards him. As I think that Teddy gives me a questioning look. I roll my eyes before getting off him, walking towards the room we share. If I just ignore this it'll be gone by tomorrow.
"Tell me pretty lies,
Look me in the face,
Tell me that you love me,
Even if it's fake,
'Cause I don't fucking care, at all
You've been out all night,
I don't know where you've been,
You're slurring all your words,
Not making any sense,
But I don't fucking care, at all"
"T-taro? Are you awake?"
"I am now" I say, turning over on my side. I'm still on my bed. I sit up to look at the time and it's........12:00? I really only got two hours of sleep? I turn to glare at Teddy but I can't bring myself to actually feel angry. Because there's dried tears on his face, his eyes glistening. Oh. That's why he woke me up this late. I sigh before patting the side of my bed. He comes next to me, slipping under the covers. Teddy turns away from me as I wrap my arms around him, pulling the younger boy in closer. I feel his body relax slightly and smile.
".......you wanna tell me about what it was this time?" I ask. He nods his head, but I can feel his body shaking.
"'Cause I have hella feelings for you,
I act like I don't fucking care,
Like they ain't even there,
'Cause I have hella feelings for you,
I act like I don't fucking care,
'Cause I'm so fucking scared"
" I-I dreamed that y-you hated me and never w-wanted to talk to me again." he stutters. I rest my head on his shoulder as he leans closer to me. But I feel extremely bed. I made him feel like that? That was horrible.
"Why would I hate you?" I chose to say. Instead of saying 'I'm really sorry and I really like you'.
"Well, you s-seemed pretty angry when I-I came b-back" he says now, but his breathing goes back to normal. I sigh again, but in slight amusement. Sometimes I forget he takes a lot of things personal. Once i'm sure he's asleep I relax, holding tighter. And whisper an apology. I wish he'd heard. Deep down I wish he'd heard.
"I'm only a fool for you,
And maybe you're too good for me,
I'm only a fool for you,
But I don't fucking care, at all, oh"