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A.N.- The picture is part of a conversation I was having that influenced some of this chapter...lolololol oh god the things my brother and I say when we're running on no sleep :p

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                The next day in school, Robbie and Leo came up to me in the halls with smirks on their faces. “Nice split lip, fag,” Robbie said. I ignored him and began to walk towards the stairs.

                He grabbed my arm. “I was talking to you, fag,” he growled as we reached the stairs. “Leave me alone,” I growled. Leo laughed. “Why fag? Gonna send your boyfriend after us?”

                I glanced at the stairs. “Push them down the stairs.” Pierce had said that. But I knew I would never forgive myself if they got hurt. Even after everything they had done to me, I just couldn’t do it.

                Robbie began to twist my arm painfully. Fight back. Pierce told me to fight back, even if it meant using dirty tricks. Doing the only thing I could think of, I slammed my foot down onto Robbie’s and shoved him with all my might so that he crashed to the ground.

                I jumped away from him and walked casually, like I hadn’t just done that. “You sorry faget! I’m gonna kill you!” Robbie screamed angrily.

                I knew he was trying to catch up to me now. My mind raced to figure out a way to get him away from me. Dirty tricks, Andre. Think dirty tricks.

                Only one thing hit me, and I was desperate enough now to try it. Robbie spun me around a few seconds later, hate in his eyes. “I’m going to kill you,” he spat in my face. I glanced behind him and my eyes widened. “Mr. Roberts!” I called out the name of our principal and Robbie released me and spun around.

                I stabbed my sharpest pencil into Robbie’s arm and he howled out in pain. I hooked my ankle around his and yanked so that he fell. I hurried away from him before he could get back up and kill me.

                I sat down in my class, feeling extremely proud of myself. The pride washed out the guilt of what I had done. I had actually fought back. I hadn’t just stood there and took it…I had fought back! And damn it felt good!

                I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce. Shit, he’d be proud I’d stuck up for myself. So after school, I didn’t even bother staying to help. I went straight to the park.

                “Hey, you’re early,” Pierce said in surprise. He was lying on one of the slides looking up at the sky. He jumped up and came over to me. I smirked and he gave me a curious look. “What’s up with the look?” I eagerly told him what had happened today and he grinned. “Atta boy Andre!” he said and hugged me.

                He kissed me deeply. “Just keep fighting dirty, if it works for you.” I smiled a little. “Yea, fuck being a coward. Whatever works.” He nodded and kissed me again.

                “Wulululu!” he screamed. “Oh Pierce. You’re the reason there are mental hospitals,” I said with a sigh and he grinned. “Oh, you love me Andre. Admit it.” He wrapped an arm around me and kissed me again.

                We sat down together and he smirked. “Now, there’s an evil Andre inside you, just waiting to burst out. I can feel it. Let’s help him! Then no one will fuck with you anymore.”

                “Aw Pierce, I don’t like being mean,” I said with a frown. He sighed. “I’m breaking that evil Andre out eventually, you just wait!” he said, smirking again. I stuck my tongue out. “Good luck with that.”

                Pierce swooped down and caught my tongue with his teeth. He waggled his eyebrows at me. He wrapped his mouth around it and pulled me closer to him. He let my tongue explore his mouth eagerly as he tangled his hands in my hair. His tongue massaged mine gently and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

                His hands left my hair and ran up my chest. A pleasured shudder ran through my body and Pierce pushed me onto the ground and crawled on top of me, never pulling our mouths apart.

                He began to tug my shirt off but I pushed him off me and blushed deeply. “Pierce…public place,” I reminded him and he laughed a little. “Oh yea. Sorry, I forgot. Well that’s a boner killer.” I blushed even more. “Y-Yea.”

                He scooted closer to me and kissed my cheek. “Hey…if I’m taking things too far for you, just tell me. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable Andre. I’m not going to get mad or anything just because you tell me your comfort zone,” he said gently.

                I smiled a little. “Thanks Pierce,” I said quietly and he kissed me. “I won’t pressure you Andre. I promise,” he said sincerely and smiled. I smiled back. Pierce really was perfect. 

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