''Andrew dug a finger in Neil's cheek and forcibly turned his head away. "Don't look at me like that. I am not your answer, and you sure as fuck aren't mine.''
"You are a Fox. You are always going to be nothing." Andrew stubbed his cigarette out. "I hate you."
"Nine percent of the time you don't."
"Nine percent of the time I don't want to kill you. I always hate you."
"Every time you say that I believe you a little less."
"No one asked you." With that, Andrew caught Neil's face in his hands and leaned in
Andrew kissed him like this was a fight with their lives on the line, like his world stopped and started with Neil's mouth. Neil's heart stuttered to a stop at the first hard press of lips against his and he reached up without thinking. His hand made it as far as Andrew's jaw before he remembered Andrew didn't like to be touched. Neil caught hold of Andrew's coat sleeve instead and knotted his fingers in the heavy wool.
'' Question for you, Neil. Do I look dead to you?" He pointed up at his face, waited for Neil to answer, and didn't seem surprised when Neil didn't. "Here."
Andrew beckoned Neil closer as if he wanted to show Neil something on his phone's small screen. He flipped the phone open one-handed and pressed down hard on a single button. There was silence, then the distant hum of Andrew's phone dialing out. Between them Neil's phone started to sing. The words were different than Andrew's ringtone, but the voice was the same. Neil knew it was from the same miserable song. The lyrics hurt just as much as Andrew's had. Neil stared down at the phone and let it ring.
"Your phone is ringing," Andrew said. "You should answer it."
Neil picked it up with numb fingers and opened it. He spared only a second to look at Andrew's name on the screen before he answered and put it to his ear.
"Your parents are dead, you are not fine, and nothing is going to be okay," Andrew said. "This is not news to you. But from now until May you are still Neil Josten and I am still the man who said he would keep you alive.
"I don't care if you use this phone tomorrow. I don't care if you never use it again. But you are going to keep it on you because one day you might need it." Andrew put a finger to the underside of Neil's chin and forced Neil's head up until they were looking at each other. "On that day you're not going to run. You're going to think about what I promised you and you're going to make the call. Tell me you understand."
i love you andreil
Neil wasn't fooled. Andrew had made it very clear the first time he kissed Neil how important an actual ''yes'' was. This casual surrender wasn't genuine consent.
Andrew gave him arm bands I'm CRYING
He was holding a set of arm bands identical to Andrew's.
They were long enough to hide the bandages and fresh scarring on Neil's forearms.
HE DIDN'T HESITATE EVEN FOR A SECOND I'M-
''I'm still waiting for a yes or no I actually believe,'' Andrew returned.
''Yes.''
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''I didn't think I was a personal problem. You hate me, remember?''
''Every inch of you,'' Andrew said.
...
''You like me.''
''I hate you.'' Andrew corrected him.
raccoon he says
Andrew said nothing for a while, then, ''You're more a raccoon than a fox.''
Neil stared. ''What?''
''A raccoon,'' Andrew said, and mimed holding a ball in front of his face.
Siz beni öldüreceksiniz andreil
He did the next best thing and dragged one of Andrew's hands under the hem. He pressed Andrew's palm to the ugly scarring across his abdomen. Andrew's eyes dropped to Neil's shirt like he could see Neil's marred skin through the dark cotton.
Andrew put his hand over Neil's mouth to shut him up and said, ''Liar. But that's what makes you interesting. It's also what makes you dangerous. I should know better by now.