✯twelve✯

[I'm shit at updating but I'm a princess so stfu]

"You chat the most shit, Jason", Justin seethes. "You want to try and accuse me, me! Of being the one with empty love? When you're the one arranging hits!" He yells.

Jason stares at Justin dumbfounded, "What the fuck, are you on about? Hits?! On you? Your on crack Justin".

"Don't act so narrow minded, Jason! I heard to talking to that guy! He's the same dude that threatened me!" Justin continued to yell.

Jason's eyes widened and he turned red, his eyes filling with anger, "That cunt threatened you? I'm gonna' fucking kill him!" Jason yells, clenching his fists and his neck veins becoming extremely prominent due to the amount of adrenaline pumping through his veins.

"Don't do anything too irrational, Jason, please", Bou pleads, standing behinds the frightened Justin.

Jason looks back towards Justin, "What did he say?" Jason asks slowly.

Justin splutters for a bit, unsure what to say to avoid getting Jason overly worked up, "He just said that I was dead then referred to me as "loverboy", Justin replies. Jason shakily sighs and rakes a hand through his newly dyed blond hair (Justin thinks he looks polish now).

"You look polish", Justin mumbles. Jason looks towards Justin with furrowed eyebrows. "What?"

"Your hair", Justin points at it, "makes you look polish, or Czech?" He says with a tiny giggle at the end.

Jason feels a warmth begin to burrow within his chest. A heat that he hasn't felt since he was last with Justin. A heat of adoration and love. All previous traces of anger totally gone. "You look Spanish", Jason chuckles.

"Spanish? I'm not even tanned", Justin laughs.

In the background of the two is stood Bou, listening to the two with a soft smile playing ok his lips. This is what the two needed; a soft, casual talk. Not about what happened but just about anything..

Jason watches as Justin speaks. He's noticed that Justin looks a whole lot skinnier and that he's paler than usual.

"A-are you listening, Jason?" Justin asks softly, a light blush dusting over his cheeks.

Jason smiles and brings a hand up, cupping Justin's warm neck. Justin involuntary flinches, and Jason's throat runs dry. Jason quickly retracts his hand but Justin grabs it and holds it to his neck again.

"Don't pull away, I'm not scared, I promise", Justin whispers, taking a small step closer to Jason.

Jason gulps and nods in understanding. Justin stands on his tiptoes and moves closer so their lips are in range.

"Kiss me", Justin whispers. "Let me know everything is okay, please".

And that's what Jason does.

Jason kisses Justin with such passion and unrequited love it's almost adorning. Jason goes to pull away but Justin whines and starts to kiss him harder.

"Don't leave me again, please, please, please", Justin whispers, his eyes leaking a few tears and he links his arms around Jason's neck tightly. "I hated it when you left me, don't leave me again I beg of you. I can't bear you to not be with me, Jase".

"I won't leave you", Jason whispers, shaking his head.

"I was wrong to leave you, boo. So, utterly wrong. I left you in the dust when you were bruised and fragile and I'm so fucking sorry for that. I'm just so scared. I couldn't be with you knowing that I beat down on you Justin, I love you", Jason says.

"I love you too. So fucking much", Justin whispers back, holding Jason's face with his hands. Justin kisses Jason again.

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Feeling his knuckles ache, Jason refuses to hold back as he continues to punch the dickhead that gave death threats to his boo.

"What the fuck did I say, Dylan?!? YOU DO NOT TALK TO HIM!" He roars, delivering once last kick at his stomach.

Dylan groans in agony as blood continues to see from his nose, mouth and cut eyebrow. "Next time, you fucking listen to me".

Jason roughly wipes off the blood from his fists as he leaves the janitors room. He storms down the school hallway, occasionally bumping shoulders with someone or giving the odd dirty look to somebody who doesn't know how to look away.

Jason smiles seeing the petite figure of Justin and he walks over.

Justin jumps feeling a pair of arms curl around his waist. "Jason!" He gasps. "You scared me".

Jason doesn't reply and just stuffs his head into the warm crevice in Justin's neck. "Ew! You all sweaty", Justin whines, trying to get away.

He manages to get out of Jason's hold and turns to face him. Justin freezes seeing something red splattered across Jason's face.

"J-Jason... Is that blood?"

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[i hate school.
I hate it so bloody much.

I'm trying to update this book as much as I can but with all my other books it's proving pretty hard for me at the moment but thank you to all those who understand.

I need to stop making books lmao.

Sorry for the short chapter, they will be getting longer, just please bare with me.

Hope you enjoyed and see you all next chapter!

Lillie x