Harry's POV

I took the seat next to JJ, who happened to already be in class.

"Hey babe, how's the day been?"

"Shit," I told him.
"Why?"

"Same stuff."

"You okay?"

"Fine, babe, don't worry."

I shot him a smile, and he took my hand.

"I love you," he whispered in my ear.

"Love you, too."

I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Hello everyone," the teacher said, demanding the class' attention, "I have your Maths quizzes here. I shall hand these out now. Many of you will be unhappy with your grades and I believe that is a reflection of-'' blah blah blah. I knew I had aced it.

I put my head down on the desk in front of me. JJ ran his hands through my hair. He knew that it distressed me. I hated getting grades back, even when I knew I had done well.

"-Harry," he called. I walked up to the front of the room and received my paper.

I walked back to my desk and placed it face down on top. I didn't want to look. A few moments later JJ was called to get his paper.

"How'd you do?" I asked him.

"91. Harra, you need to look, love. I am sure you did well."

"I know but J-"

"Baby, just look."
"Harry and JJ, pay attention. We are going over correction."

We ignored him.
"Bubby, look."

"Using more pet names is not making me want to look at my paper anymore."

"Yeah but it might babycakes, lovebun, baby, babe, harra, haz, boggo, my lover, my wo-"

"Those are so fucking cringy."

"I know babycakes, I-"

"Fine, fine, I'm looking. So long as you stop with the horrid names."
"Yes of course my prince."

I shot him a look and he chuckled.

I looked at the grade on the top of my paper. A seventy. A 70. How? How the fuck. What the fuck? I quickly scanned through my paper. No. No. I messed all the numbers up, I messed them up. I put 9's instead of 6's. I mixed up the orders. But, how? This has never happened before.

I started violently sobbing.

JJ's POV

Harry was crying. He was really crying. Badly.

I shot our Maths teacher a look, asking to exit. He nodded at me. I grabbed my boy and led him out into the hallway. We sat down in front of some lockers.

"Hey baby, look at me."

His eyes were puffy and his cheeks were red. I kissed his lips.

"Bub, calm down."

He climbed into my lap, and I wrapped my arms around him. I kissed him everywhere. On his cheeks. On the top of his head. On his neck. He just continued to cry.

"Baby what happened?"

"N-n-need J-josh or S-s-simon."

I knew what he meant. He didn't need his boyfriend at this moment. I could understand that. When my parents passed, and I was grieving, sometimes I needed Si or J, rather than Harra.

I quickly sent the two of them a text. It was a 999 text telling them to come to our Maths lab.

I just continued to hold my boy, hoping he would be okay.

Josh's POV

We were in one of the private rooms reserved for year elevens.

I pushed Simon against the wall and continued making out with him.

"Hey this is a good stress reliever," he said against my lips.

I huffed in agreement.

I explored his mouth with my tongue, and started to kiss down his neck. He was running his hand through my hair. I took off his shirt, and kissed his chest. He started to remove him.

"Josh, ah, Josh."

Then, our phones started to go off.

I detached from Simon briefly and checked them.

"Shit, Si, JJ, maths lab, Harra, 999," I said, getting dressed and begging to run. Si followed close behind me.

We saw Harry and JJ sitting a few meters away from the door.

"Hey J, we got it from here. You go back to class okay? You can't skip, I know you want to," I told him.

JJ protested, "But I need to be here hi-"

"What you need is to be focused in class and not let your grades drop," Simon backed me up.

"We got him," I said, slightly more soft.

"Fine," JJ said to us, "Babe, hey babe, I'm going back to class. Jo and Si are here, okay.'

Harry didn't move, and JJ slipped back into class.

"Hey bub," Si said to him, "What happened?"

Harry simply showed us his test paper. His learning difference got to him.
"Harry, it's okay. I promise. This grade won't affect anything. We can even get it canceled.

"I-i m-m-made mistakes."

"We know bub," I told him, "We can get you help for this?"

"NOT NOW JOSH," he yelled.

I simply pulled him into my lap and said, "Hey, hey, calm down. It was just a suggestion, ok?"

Simon said, "Harry, maybe school isn't the best thing for you right now. With all that's going on. Maybe you take the week off. JJ can catch you up on everything."

"No, I'm fine."

"You're not, though. It's clear. So, you need to take care of yourself," Si continued.
"Simon Minter, I am going to school. I don't care what you say."

"Harry, we're trying to help. So, we're going to take you home now and we'll sit and cuddle you. You are going to rest, okay?" I forced.

"No-"

"You don't really get a choice. I'll take this one to the car," I said, "Si, you go tell the principal."

"Ok," Simon confirmed.

"I don't wanna," Harry said, pouting.

"Too bad, babe."

JJ

In study hall

"-he is so, ehhh, my everything Vik. What if he's not okay? You know he is my boy and i am-"

"JJ, mate, I have listened to you go on and on. Just call Josh and Simon, I am sure it is nothing."

"Harry was fine. He really was, so what is this? I can't be about the court ca-"

"JJ! Just call Simon or Josh. It's not that hard."

"That's what she said," I commented.

"You idiot, go call 'em."

"Alright yeah, fine."

"Oh and one thing. Have you seen Behz around?"

"Nah, ask Tob, Lux, or Freezy."

"O'right."

I walked towards a vacant classroom and rang Josh. He picks up his phone more than Si does.

"Hey J," Josh said.

"Hey, what was up with Bog?" I questioned.

"Nothing much. Just stress, school, and the case. It happens."

"Josh, I know you are lying. Now would someone start telling me the bloody truth!" I said, getting vexxed.

"Calm it JJ. You have to talk to Harry about it, it's not my place to tell."

"Josh everything to do with us guys is your place to tell. It's us, for fucks sake," I moaned.

"Olajide Olatunji, stop moaning and getting upset with me and talk to your damn boyfriend. I am giving him the phone," Josh said sternly.

"Fine," I mumbled.

"Hi J," Harry said to me.

"Hey babes, how you holding up?"

"Fine yea, it was just that grade that made me upset."

"A 70 is nothing bad, you can ask for a retake. Considering the circumstances, I think teach will be happy to comply."

"I know, but, J, it's not just that. I-i, m-my teacher suggested I may have a sort of learning difference, I don't know. I-i, well, he reckons that is what affected the test. I cba to having more tests done right-"

"Harra, calm down love. That is no big deal. We all have things, yeah?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know but I didn't want you to view my in any other light and I feel-"

"I could never see you as anything but perfect, okay?"

He exhaled, "Thanks, J, love you."

"Love you, too."

After a few moments of ruffling noises, I heard Josh's voice once more.

"I was right."
"Shut up dad," I teased.

"Get back to class, idiot," He joked back.

"Study hall!" I said, slightly louder.

"I am hanging up now."

"Oh what a great sorrow that will be," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Yeah, yeah," he said as he hung up.

I returned back to Vik.

"Mission accomplished."

"I was right."

"What is with you people and I was right!" I joked.

Vik shot me a smile, glad to have me, as a normal person, back.

AN/

Did i forget completely to update? Yes. Am I doing a double update to make up for it? Yes. Sorry lol. Hope everyone is staying safe and staying at home x. 

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