Chris POV
I woke up early and texted AJ, and asked him when he wanted to be picked up, he told me to take my time to get ready and all that. But of course I wasn't going to listen, I wanted to get him home fast so that he could rest up in the comfort of his home, but with that brother of his being home I didn't want him there.
"Fuck!" I growled, throwing my shoes at the wall. "I'll just find another pair." I searched my house trying to find shoes that weren't pissing me off.
AJ: Babe you said you were getting here 30 minutes ago, are you okay?
Chris: Sorry I just can't find any fucking shoes.
AJ: I just wanted to make sure you were okay ❤️
Chris: Dont worry about me, I'm in my way now 😘
I quickly walked out the door with no shoes on, l held my old sneakers in my hands but I didn't plan to put them on until I got to the hospital.
AJ POV
Waiting for Chris I heard a knock on my door.
"AJ?" A deep British voice said.
I smiled. "Hey Wade, how are ya?"
"I think I should be asking that question." He laughed, walking up to me.
"I'll be fine." I shrugged, quickly regretting it, I held my shoulder.
"You okay?"
"Yea I kind of forgot about it until now." I looked at my shoulder annoyingly.
"Well, I kept this folder for you, and Chris told me you were leaving today, so I wanted to make sure I got here early enough." He held out the folder to me
"Thanks." I grabbed it.
"Don't worry I didn't look in it or anything, but I guess I'll see you at school then?"
"Yeah, I'll see you later."
Wade left and shortly after Chris walked into the room, his hands were full of things he was trying to carry.
"Fuck!" His phone fell on the floor as I covered my mouth so he wouldn't see me laughing.
"You're all over the place."
"Today isn't my day." He said putting all of his things down on the table. "You ready to go home?"
"No." I rolled my eyes.
"You don't want to?"
"No" I repeated.
"Well baby your dad wants you home." He kissed my cheek. "I missed you."
"I missed you too." I pouted. "Let me call my brother, see if he's home." I called him and out it on speaker.
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"The fuck do you want?"
"Are you home?" I sighed.
"No, did you fucking lock yourself out again? Cause AJ I'll leave you there to fucking rot until dad comes home."
"I have a key."
"Then why the fuck are you bothering me?"
"When are you coming back?"
"Late, why do you need to know?"
"To know if dinner is being made tonight."
"Why didn't you just- never mind, don't fucking call me again. Fucking asshole." Frankie mumbled before hanging up. I threw my phone on my lap and looked up at Chris.
"Can you hand me my clean clothes?" I pointed across the room to some neatly folded clothes. Chris grabbed them and handed them to me.
"I'll help you up." Chris helped me sit up and get on my feet before I looked at him.
"Baby I'm naked under this." I laughed.
"Why do they do that?" He laughed before turning around.
"I honestly don't know." I said as I began to change.
Chris POV
After hearing Frankie over the phone I wasn't going to let AJ go home so that he can be all alone. I didn't plan to tell him I was driving him to my house, hopefully he didn't mind.
"Okay you can turn around now." AJ said as he wrapped his arms around me. I turned around and kissed him on the forehead.
"You're so cute." I said as he smiled and blushed.
"Stop complementing me, I look and feel like shit."
"You're beautiful." I quickly kissed him. "Let's go."
We left the hospital holding hands but we bumped into someone.
"What the fuck AJ?! You're a fucking faggot?" Frankie punched AJ in the face. I chose not to say anything and just push Frankie.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?"
"His fucking brother, how old are you? Like 80?" He laughed.
"Chris don't." AJ said quietly. I looked at AJ before hitting Frankie until he was bleeding out his nose and mouth.
"You don't fucking hit your little brother like that. Don't fuck with me." I kicked him one last time before grabbing AJ bridal style and walking to my car.
"He's gonna tell my dad." AJ looked back at his beaten up brother.
"I don't care what he does, you can't put your fucking hands on anybody just cause they're gay."
"I know." He snuggled his face into my chest. Once we got to my car I put him into the passenger seat and put our things in the back, when I drove past the hospital cops were already at the scene. I sighed and pulled up.
"Officer-"
"This is none of your business sir." One cop said.
"I'm the guy who punched him." I said, getting out of my car.
"Why-"
"One of my students just got shot in the shoulder, and I was asked to pick him up, his brother thought I was dating him, called him a faggot, and punched him in the face." I heard a car door shut as AJ slowly walked up to us.
"Look at the bruise he gave me." AJ pointed at  his cheek which was beginning to bruise.
"They were holding fucking hands!" Frankie yelled out.
"Our arms were linked because AJ almost slipped on the hospital floor before we went outside." I explained. AJ nodded his head.
"Okay, go." The officer shooed us away. "He's drunk." AJ scoffed as he walked back to the car. I followed and opened the door for him before getting in myself.