CC's POV:
I hate having to hate you.
Just as I thought, as soon as I pulled my car up to the school, I was greeted by my so-called 'friends.' "Hey, CC!" A firm hand patted my back as I rose from the seat. I nodded in response, in no mood to have to bother with them. I just needed to do my duty with Andy and be done. "Where is he?" The one closest to me, Ben, tilted his head in confusion. "Where's who." They didn't even know what I was talking about. "The faggot; where is he?" All of them snickered in unison at my choice of words. "Just got here."

Andy's POV:
I sighed with relief as my feet touched school ground. Finally; I'd thought my legs would burst if I took another step. With no more energy and no cares, I collapsed onto the first bench to be found. Slowly my eyelids began to droop with total exhaustion.

Approaching footsteps alerted me as I lifted my head, spotting CC and his gang coming right for me. Oh god, no no no. Please, no... My eyes darted around in an attempt to assess the situation. Maybe if I made a run for it... It might have been a tiny chance at freedom, but it was that or be beaten without a fight.
In one swift moment I was on my feet, letting my long gazelle legs carry me. Crap, my backpack... It was weighing me down, making me run awkwardly and letting the bullies catch up to me. "Oh screw it!" With a slight twitch of the arm I abandoned my bag, hearing it be trampled by my pursuers.
It went on for maybe ten minutes before my tiredness started to catch up to me and my movements slowed. A sharp hand grabbed my by the shoulder, forcing me to the ground. "Got you, fag." The bandana-bearing man stared down at me, his breath coming in pants. Tears fell from my eyes before I had the chance to wipe them away as a small whimper escaped my lips. "Please don't..." "Oh, is the little bitch crying?" A mocking chant rose from one of the people in the group. At least it was CC doing all the work today... He always seemed to hold back more on his attacks than anyone else. A kick in the side echoed my thoughts.
"Guys I want to do it alone, this time." He growled as murmurs of confusion erupted from the people. "Go away!" They all winced at his bark, finally turning to scatter.
As soon as the others weren't able to be seen anymore, he through his hand back my way, causing me to flinch and let out a tiny whimper. "Hey..." My blue gaze rose in surprise at the softness in his voice. I'd never heard him like that before... He pulled it back slightly, hurt flashing through his stone-cold eyes. "I'm sorry. Er- Here; t-take my hand." I cradled myself tighter. My entire body was shivering with a violent force. "Please d-don't hurt me." Sobs thread themselves through my voice as more tears fell. "I-" Without letting him finish, I buried my face into my knees, readying for the beating that was bound to occur.
I jumped as instead of a fist, I was greeted by a warm arm around my shoulder. Out of a habit I nuzzled into the chest of the person beside me. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have tried to run... and- and I tried to dodge you- and I c-cut you off..." My words trailed of as it finally clicked what was going on. I was hugging Christian Coma, my hell on earth! I pulled away in fear, scuttling out of his reach. "Andy..." That was the first time he'd ever said my actual name. It sounded so foreign coming from his mouth. "I'm not going to hurt you. Just... don't cry." He tried to reach for me again, but I pulled farther back. "Why are you-" "Andy, please." Normally I wouldn't try to continue speaking if he'd cut me off but... this was different. "Why are you pretending to care?" The look on his face when I finished my sentence was at though he'd been shot right through the heart. "I'm not pretending." "Yes you are." "No, I'm not!" It was pretty obvious how hard he was trying to keep his cool. "Why should I believe yo-" Before the words left my mouth he dashed forward and grabbed me roughly by the shoulders, pressing his lips against mine.

Notes

Cliffhanger! What will Andy do? >:D

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-Bridecest101