"THIS IS WHY I'M SINGLE!" Harry shouted.
Because you haven't figured out your gay? You haven't found the right man yet, chill.

Kate sat in front of him and chewed a sandwich.
"I MEAN-TILL DATE I SLEEP DIAGONALLY ON MY BED, I MAKE FOOD FOR TWO AND EAT IT ALL!"

Kate chewed.

"ALL BECAUSE THE GIRLS I FIND ATTRACTIVE ARE EITHER FAMOUS, TAKEN, TWICE MY AGE, IN A K-POP GROUP, DOESN'T LIKE ME BACK, DON'T KNOW I EXIST, DOESN'T EXIST HERSELF, DEAD OR LESBIAN!"

Kate chewed.

"HONESTLY SPEAKING, I THINK I'M SINGLE BECAUSE I DIDN'T FORWARDED THOSE CHAIN MESSAGES IN 2008!" Harry shouted.

"Yup, I wanna see an obituary that says: Died from not forwarding that message to 20 people in three days of getting it themselves in 2008" Kate said.
"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"
"Okay,"
"I think maybe the love of my life got struck in a condom..."

Kate chewed, "Or maybe she was flushed down the drains?"

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY SOME COUPLES PUT 'SINGLE' ON THEIR STATUS WHEN THEY FIGHT. I MEAN, I NEVER PUT 'ORPHAN' ON MY STATUS WHEN I FIGHT MY PARENTS!"

Kate chewed.

Harry grabbed the sandwich from him and glared at him "WHY ARE YOU CHEWING IT SO MUCH?! ARE YOU A COW?!" He said.

"...It's good to chew your food properly,"
"Say something about my problem" Harry said.

"What is your problem?"
"My relationships don't last,"
"You're gay,"

It's been a while since I've been this proud of you, Kate, my lovely child.
"I was called to the gym by this girl and apparently she handed me a love letter to pass it to Jaden. Why am I just a fucking wingman?!"

"Wait-You're single?" Kate asked.
"No, my girlfriend is so pretty, looking all INVISIBLE AND SHIT!"
"Well you are a wizard, Harry, we don't know what your gf is or what are her capabilities"
"It's not funny,"

"No, I mean, why are you single? You're attractive, intelligent and creative"
"I'M OVERQUALIFIED. OH MY GOD, I'M SO HOPELESS! I'LL JUST HAVE TO MARY MY HAND WHICH ALSO SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE NOW I CAN'T CUM!"

"AW COME ON! STOP COMPLAINING ABOUT BEING SINGLE! WE HAVE BIGGER PROBLEMS HERE LIKE WHY MCDONALDS DOESN'T SERVE BREAKFAST AFTER 10:30"

"Yeah Harry, admit it" MJ said as he took the sandwich from Harry and took a bite of it.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Harry asked.

"Well..."

MJ remembered how the police knocked his door that morning.
"Who is it?" MJ asked from his room.

"FBI! OPEN UP!" The people standing outside his door said.
"No, it's cooler when you break the door" MJ said. Might as well get arrested in style.

They broke the door and jumped inside his room from every direction. He dodged all of them and jumped out of the window. He opened his parachute as he fell from the skyscraper.

After he landed in between a couple sitting on a bench, "Sorry, man! And that guy's cheating on you" MJ ran away.

"NO! HE'S LYING DARLING!" The boy said. The girl threw the gift he had given to her on his face and left. MJ destroying toxic relationships-It's an everyday thing here.

"This is why you're single" Harry said. MJ looked at his reflection on a nearby glass window.
"No wonder I'm single...I'm so ugly. Ah-I'm just messing with you, gorgeous!" MJ said to his reflection. Wish I had this level of confidence.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Harry said.
"Back to you. 90% of my socks are single and you don't see them crying about it." MJ said.

"HOW CAN I SHUT YOU UP?!" Harry said.
"Kisses me anytime"
Erm, MJ, he is fifteen, you're almost twenty. Thank you very much, goodbye.

The next class was gym. The boys were outside playing basketball and the girls cheered for their boyfriends.
Harry ran towards the basketball field. There was an intense match going on in the court. The court was covered with sounds of basketball shoes and shouts of girls.

Brandon and Jaden were in the same team.
"JADEN!" Harry shouted but his voice was suppressed in all the other voices. But surprisingly, Jaden turned towards him.

Harry looked at him as his eyes widened. They had an eye contact for at least ten seconds. Brandon ran towards the basket and did a powerful dunk but some jerk up there had power defences. He jumped with him and slapped the ball off of his hand.

"JADEN! REBOUND!" Brandon shouted.
"Eh?!" Jaden looked here and there while the opposite team took the ball.

"YOU IDIOT!" Brandon shouted as he ran towards Jaden. The opposite team did a basket and finally, the whistle blowed. The opposite team won by a score difference of merely one point.
"ASS! COME WITH ME!" Brandon grabbed Jaden's collar.

Brandon was sweaty and breathing heavily due to all the running. His hair was wet and his pink skin was glowing and so was Jaden's orange skin.

Harry saw the chainsaw coming and in order to save Jaden, he ran towards him.
"Jaden, I need to talk to you about something"
"Yeah, sure. Mind if I change first?"

"Not at all," Harry accompanied Jaden to the boys locker room while all the other guys were packing up the equipment and the girls surrounded Brandon.

"Can't believe I lost. So uncool," Jaden opened his locker and took out a blue shirt. He removed his jersey and scrunched it hard. Sweat dropped out of it.

"I sweat a lot," He laughed.
"Yeah, surprisingly it doesn't stink," Harry said.
"Oh, that's because I workout. If you workout regularly, your sweat doesn't stink,"
"Really? I didn't know that,"

"It's alright! You learn something new everyday. Where's the towel?" Jaden looked into his locker. Harry put his hand inside his pocket and felt the letter inside it.

"I want to talk about something,"
"Hey Harry, I saw you danced with someone on Valentine's day,"
"Oh yeah," Harry laughed.
"So, you liked her?"

"Oh no, she's just a friend. Just like you and me. Besides, she's not my type," Harry said. Can't believe even you have types, Harry. I thought you were attracted to anything that had holes.

"Your type?"
"Yeah, I like tall girls. As tall as me. And she MUST like video games, comics and anime."

"I see. I'll see if I find someone like that. We need to help you get over that addiction,"
"Well, yeah that," Harry looked away.
"Do you still touch yourself?"
"I don't,"
'Bruh, as if I can. I can't cum, dumbass,'

"That's nice," Jaden smiled and wore his shirt, "So, what did you wanna talk about?"
Harry passed the letter to Jaden and told him about Hanah.

"Why didn't she approach me directly?" Jaden looked at the letter.
"You seem a bit difficult to approach with all those muscles and all. Well, I don't mind being a wingman. I usually did this for Brandon, you're just added to-"
"I don't care. I don't like it,"

Harry looked at Jaden. He seemed mad, "What do you mean?"
"I mean...It's just so rude to use someone as a ladder to reach someone else. You're a person with feelings too. And I'm pretty sure that girl was insensitive towards you,"

Well, Brandon was never so thoughtful. Harry had been nothing but a wingman for him for three years.

Finally, we have a good man out here.

"Well, thanks for considering my feelings," Harry smiled, "But I'm fine, really. I don't mind helping someone out,"
"Oh Harrison, you're just way too nice," Jaden smiled.
"Hehe, I know right? I don't know when girls will start to see me as a man too,"

"Don't worry. I see you as a man and so does God,"
"Thanks bro," Harry laughed.
"Anytime,"
The bell went off.
"Well, gotta go, bye!" Harry ran out.

Jaden looked at the door and then at the letter. He tore it and threw it in the dustbin. His hazel eyes looked more green than golden, "What a trash move,"

Well sir,
You're officially pissed off.
I want Harry to see you like this.

-To be continued

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