fragments → garmau • mcd au

[31] ships

"Ow." I said, from the pain of Laurance whacking my back.

"Well done. Maybe next time I should invade my crush's privacy too, might get a relationship out of it." Laurance laughed, and my cheeks flushed red.

"You should try that with Kawaii~Chan, what do you think Dante?" Laurance laughed at Dante and the blue-haired boy playfully punched him in the arm, his cheeks a similar red to mine.

"Irene you two are so similar. Blush at the smallest mention of your crush." Laurance smirked, and Dante's eyes widened.

"I don't have a crush on Kawaii~Chan! I don't! I definitely do not." Dante shook his head, and I just sighed while Laurance was laughing until he teared.

Suddenly screams and fast-paced running footsteps could be heard, and a very familiar girl with orange hair and baby blue eyes appeared, with Aphmau panting behind her.

"C-Cadenza... I... You..." She looked like she was about to fall from exhaustion, and I ran over to the her caught her before she as she lost balance. She looked all flustered, and got even redder when

"You owe me five bucks Dante." Cadenza poked Dante in the arm, and he rolled his eyes while he took out his wallet and fished out five bucks, and passed it to Cadenza.

"We're not an item, guys." Aphmau pointed out, and I flushed red. I was actually planning to ask Aphmau out when I got the chance, yet I stupidly told Laurance.

"Oh really? I think Garroth has something to say about that." Laurance smirked, a michievious glint in his green eyes. I grit my teeth and clench my fists, resisting the urge to punch that smirk right off his face.

"Hm?" Aphmau turns to me, and I blush deeper. I gaze into her hazel eyes and I feel lost; as if I could forever swim in her beautiful eyes.

"I-I-I-I... D-D-Do y-you w-w-want to g-g-go o-o-out tonight? I-I-I MEAN Y-YOU DON'T H-HAVE TO IF YOU AREN'T C-COMFORTABLE, I-I-I-I-" I got cut off short when I felt a pair of warm lips crashing into mine.

My eyes flutter shut and I feel the familiar butterflies shooting up ti my stomach, twisting and turning my heart. I cup her right cheek with one hand and pull her slightly closer, and she smiles against the kiss.

Aphmau pulls away and nods. I see Laurance, Dante and Cadenza in the background grinning like idiots, and I look away in attempt to hide my tomato-coloured face.

BRINGGG.

"H-Hey! It's E-English!" I stutter before taking off, running away from the possible (definite) teasing just waiting to be spilled out from the trio's lips.

I'm staring at the floor when I bump into someone.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Garroth?" I hear a familiar voice and look up. The ever so recognisable sight of emerald green eyes and short golden hair with a brown headband strapped around her forehead was in front of me.

I turn around and I see the trio running towards me, and Aphmau in front sprinting for her life.

"I really have to go before I get ambushed." I say, moving to the side and continuing to run. Azura sighs loudly, and the brief encounter fades from my mind like carved out words on the sand washed away by the shore. (this reminds me of Sausage Samurai's metaphors oops xD )

I feel someone knock into me from behind and I fall onto the ground, and I see black strands of hair fall in front of my face.

"Aphmau, I suggest you get off me because I see other students coming and this would trn extremely awkward." I mumble and Aphmau's weight is immediately lifted off me, and I sigh.

I turn a corner to the classrooms, and the hallways are crammed with the usual coffee-deprived students as always.

I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder and the shipping trio is there, waving. I roll my eyes and I glance at Aphmau, who's hand is inches away from mine.

Before heading into the crowded hallway, I gingerly entwine my fingers with her's, and she squeezes my hand as a sign that she was okay with it.

I smile to myself and begin to brave the crowd of toxic insults and sterotypical people, along with the potential bullies or the people who don't particularly like losers such as I.

I keep my head down, my heart pulsating. I hate this corridor, but it was the only way we could get to English.

Aphmau gripped my hand tighter and I turned my head, and she smiled reassuringly. I contiued my journey forward to the English classroom, and am greeted by Mr Burt the minute I enter.

"Oh, hello Garroth and team." Mr Burt chuckles, and I smile. I suddenly realise I'm still holding Aphmau's hand and - as much as I don't want to - I let go. She frowns but it quickly fades as Mr Burt looks up from marking the papers on his desk.

"Prom is in a few months, kids. Remember that. Headmaster told me to remind you lot." Mr Burt keep looking at me, and then at Aphmau, and then at me, and then at Aphmau.

It was the slightest bit creepy, if I do say so myself.

Aphmau and I exchanged glances, she must've noticed Mr Burt's strange action as well. She simply shrugged it off and gave a curt nod, then grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards our seat by the window.

"I know we live in the same house and everything, but when is the..."

"Date." The words escape my lips before I have time to think, and I get all flustered and the heat warms my cheeks.

Aphmau giggles with a small grin spread across her face, illuminating the glitter in her eyes.

"Sure. What time is the date?" She emphasises on the last word, and I look away.

"S-Seven?" I stutter while looking back at Aphmau, and she nods happily. More students started to fill the classroom, and Mr Burt stood from his chair.

"Okay! Oh, lesson's starting." Aphmau leaned forward in her chair, and I just obversed her. From the way she chewed her lip when she was confused or nervous, to how her bottom lip quivers she does when she gets tense.

Mr Burt had just called her on a question she didn't know the answer for. Her bottom lip began to quiver. I ignore the growing temptation to kiss her, and instead grab the hand underneath the table and grip it tightly, her warmth shooting through me like a gun bullet.

"Oh, appears Aphmau does not know the answer. It's okay, this was a difficult question. Anyway..." Mr Burt continues rambling, and I just stare deep into her hazel eyes.

I squeeze her hand lightly and she smiles at me, her expression switching almost immediately. One thougbt slips into my head.

Seven tonight.