If Loving You is Wrong, I Don't want to be Right *BEING REDONE!*

Chapter 5

Demon's P.O.V.

I woke up to my phone blaring Mitch Lucker's angelic voice, signaling that it was time to wakeup. I was having another dream about War. Almost every night, since I had met him, I've been having dreams about him. They seem as if they are in the future, they are that realistic. He always seems to be on my mind whenever I have the time. There's almost nothing that can stop me from thinking about him. In my eyes, he resembles an angel. He's that perfect. 

The dream I was having about him, this time, was that I took him to a small island like thing in a river in the woods. It was perfect. We had a picnic there, watched the sun set, looked up at the stars and moon. It was a perfect date. I made him laugh and smile, showing his perfect teeth and dimples. 

The way he walks, the way he talks, the way his eyes sparkle when he smiles. His cute dimples, his perfect teeth, his beyond perfect smile. His laugh, his voice, his taste in music. Why can't he-

I was cut off from my thoughts when I heard laughing coming from behind the couch. I looked behind there and glared at Aviee and Z. 

"What are you guys laughing at?" I asked them, still glaring.

"Well, you see, you looked so deep in thought, it was funny," Z said.

"Were you thinking about that guy, again?" Aviee said.

"No," I lied, blushing. 

"Aww!" Aviee and Z said at the same time, climbing over the couch and pinching my cheeks. 

I swatted their hands away and groaned. "Can't we go one day without you guys pinching my cheeks? It's starting to hurt. Are you guys pinching them harder?"

"No," Z said.

"To both," Aviee continued. 

I groaned again and looked at my phone. "I'm going to go shower. Please, leave my shower at peace." I got up and grabbed an outfit and my shower supplies from the closet that they let me have.

I headed to the guest bathroom and turned on the shower. I looked in the mirror and saw why guys wouldn't like me. I'm just that bad looking. If I were any other guy, I wouldn't like me either. Girls obsess over me just because I'm the only single guy on the football team, and, according to many people, I'm "good looking." I don't get how people see that. I guess I need a better prescription of glasses. I looked over the scars on my wrists and ran my fingers along some of them. 

I sighed and stripped. I tested the water before I got in to make sure that it wasn't too hot. I remember when I just hopped in the shower one time, I got a second degree burn. I couldn't rest on my stomach for a while. I washed my body, then my hair. After I finished, I got out and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my waist and brushed my teeth. Yes, I tend to brush my teeth before I eat, rather than after. After I was done brushing my teeth, I changed into my outfit for the day. I blow dried and straightened my hair, and picked up all of my stuff to put it where it belonged.

After I put everything away, I went downstairs to find Aviee and Zaniah eating cereal. I chuckled at their laziness this morning and grabbed a bowl and spoon. I poured the cereal and milk into my bowl, and started eating. After we finished, we still had plenty of time before school started. 

"What are we going to do? Sit here and watch TV, or go to school early?" Z asked.

"Uhm. Demon?" Aviee looked at me.

"Let's just go to school. We'd be able to sit there and listen in on more peoples conversations than normal," I suggested.

"Okay," they both said with smiles on their faces.