Unbeknownst chapter 4
Title - Unbeknownst to you, I cry myself to sleep.
Band - SP
Rating - PG - 13..for some language and crude humor
Pairing - Seb/Pierre hint of David/Chuck
Summary - Sebastien is a new kid, and a punk...Pierre is a jock, and is instructed to show Sebastien around for the first day or so until Seb gets use to the new school...What happens when Pierre finds himself falling for the most unlikely person? Will love ensue, or will they find themselves hating each other?
Disclaimer - I do not own any of them, this is purely imagination...what SP does in their spare time is there own business...though I wish this did happen...*sob..sob..*...
A little short, but im trying.
(Seb’s POV)
“Hey Sebastien! Wait up!” Chuck called to me after school. Ever since he started dating David, Chuck and I have hung out more, and got to know each other better. I stopped and waited for him to catch up with me.
“What’s up man?” I asked when he was next to me.
“Nothing. Pierre was just asking me about you. Wanted to know if you were doing better after yesterday and all.”
“I’m fine, tell him to stay out of other people’s business.” I spat out angrily.
“What’s wrong? You’ve been closing yourself off from us since like last Friday.”
“Nothing’s wrong, I just hate it when other people get into my business.” Really, I do hate it.
“Okay, well, you know you can talk to me if you need to.” That’s what they all say.
“Yeah.” I sighed, “Well, here’s my turn. C’ya later man.”
“Bye.” He said. I turned down the street to our left and walked to my house. I know I was being kind of harsh to Chuck, but I didn’t need Pierre butting into my life like that. I went upstairs to my bedroom, and turned on the TV. About a half hour later, I fell asleep, not knowing that a certain person would show up at my house.
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I jumped. The doorbell had woken me up. ‘I wonder who that could be.’ I thought to myself.
“Sebastien! It’s someone for you.” My mom hollered upstairs for me.
“Okay, I’m coming.” I yelled back. My clothes were slightly wrinkled, so I took off my shirt, grabbing another one on the way down. As soon as I was in the hall, I saw who it was.
“Pierre? What’s wrong? Why are you here?” Then I saw his face, he had bruises and scratches all over, and I knew there would be more on the rest of his body.
“I-I’m sorry, I c-can g-go.” He mumbled.
“No, you’re going to go upstairs so I can clean you up, then you are going to sleep.” I grabbed his hand, leading him upstairs and into my bathroom.
“Sit on the counter.” I told him, getting the first aid kit out of the cabinet.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I know, but I want to.”
“Why? I’ve been nothing but a bastard to you since you moved here.”
“But you stopped Pat from beating me up, once. Now it’s my turn to help you, even though you stood there and let him beat me.” I was standing in between his legs, facing him. After I cleaned up the rest of his cuts, I pressed a damp cloth to his split lip. He whimpered, the corse material hurting his lip even more. I brought my other hand up to stroke the slight curls at the nape of his neck, trying to calm him down. I took the washcloth away, putting it on the back of the sink, my hand never leaving his neck. Within seconds, his lips were pressed to mine, in a heated, passionate kiss. I didn’t want to break the kiss, but I had to breathe. We were panting for air, both confused as to what just happened.
“I’m sorry Seb, I’ll just-” He was cut off by my lips crashing into his for another kiss, this time initiated by me.
“Don’t be, I wanted it as badly as you did.”
“Um..Seb? What now? I mean, what are we?” He asked hesitantly.
“I don’t know...Maybe, we could, you know, be together...that is, if you want to.” I replied shyly.
“Okay, I’d like that...”
“Then do you mind if I ask you what happened?”
He told me, then we fell asleep in my bed, not knowing that we would be found together by my mother. Not knowing that the whole school would find out about us in a matter of hours. Not aware of anything that is going on right now, or that will happen.
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So? What do you think....sorry its kinda short.
Band - SP
Rating - PG - 13..for some language and crude humor
Pairing - Seb/Pierre hint of David/Chuck
Summary - Sebastien is a new kid, and a punk...Pierre is a jock, and is instructed to show Sebastien around for the first day or so until Seb gets use to the new school...What happens when Pierre finds himself falling for the most unlikely person? Will love ensue, or will they find themselves hating each other?
Disclaimer - I do not own any of them, this is purely imagination...what SP does in their spare time is there own business...though I wish this did happen...*sob..sob..*...
A little short, but im trying.
(Seb’s POV)
“Hey Sebastien! Wait up!” Chuck called to me after school. Ever since he started dating David, Chuck and I have hung out more, and got to know each other better. I stopped and waited for him to catch up with me.
“What’s up man?” I asked when he was next to me.
“Nothing. Pierre was just asking me about you. Wanted to know if you were doing better after yesterday and all.”
“I’m fine, tell him to stay out of other people’s business.” I spat out angrily.
“What’s wrong? You’ve been closing yourself off from us since like last Friday.”
“Nothing’s wrong, I just hate it when other people get into my business.” Really, I do hate it.
“Okay, well, you know you can talk to me if you need to.” That’s what they all say.
“Yeah.” I sighed, “Well, here’s my turn. C’ya later man.”
“Bye.” He said. I turned down the street to our left and walked to my house. I know I was being kind of harsh to Chuck, but I didn’t need Pierre butting into my life like that. I went upstairs to my bedroom, and turned on the TV. About a half hour later, I fell asleep, not knowing that a certain person would show up at my house.
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I jumped. The doorbell had woken me up. ‘I wonder who that could be.’ I thought to myself.
“Sebastien! It’s someone for you.” My mom hollered upstairs for me.
“Okay, I’m coming.” I yelled back. My clothes were slightly wrinkled, so I took off my shirt, grabbing another one on the way down. As soon as I was in the hall, I saw who it was.
“Pierre? What’s wrong? Why are you here?” Then I saw his face, he had bruises and scratches all over, and I knew there would be more on the rest of his body.
“I-I’m sorry, I c-can g-go.” He mumbled.
“No, you’re going to go upstairs so I can clean you up, then you are going to sleep.” I grabbed his hand, leading him upstairs and into my bathroom.
“Sit on the counter.” I told him, getting the first aid kit out of the cabinet.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I know, but I want to.”
“Why? I’ve been nothing but a bastard to you since you moved here.”
“But you stopped Pat from beating me up, once. Now it’s my turn to help you, even though you stood there and let him beat me.” I was standing in between his legs, facing him. After I cleaned up the rest of his cuts, I pressed a damp cloth to his split lip. He whimpered, the corse material hurting his lip even more. I brought my other hand up to stroke the slight curls at the nape of his neck, trying to calm him down. I took the washcloth away, putting it on the back of the sink, my hand never leaving his neck. Within seconds, his lips were pressed to mine, in a heated, passionate kiss. I didn’t want to break the kiss, but I had to breathe. We were panting for air, both confused as to what just happened.
“I’m sorry Seb, I’ll just-” He was cut off by my lips crashing into his for another kiss, this time initiated by me.
“Don’t be, I wanted it as badly as you did.”
“Um..Seb? What now? I mean, what are we?” He asked hesitantly.
“I don’t know...Maybe, we could, you know, be together...that is, if you want to.” I replied shyly.
“Okay, I’d like that...”
“Then do you mind if I ask you what happened?”
He told me, then we fell asleep in my bed, not knowing that we would be found together by my mother. Not knowing that the whole school would find out about us in a matter of hours. Not aware of anything that is going on right now, or that will happen.
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So? What do you think....sorry its kinda short.