✯eleven✯

Quickly rushing into Mr. Styles' office, Justin places down his stuff and takes long, deep breaths, trying to think back and evaluate what the fuck just happened. Who is that guy and what the fuck does he want? Justin's never seen him in his whole life so what could he have possibly done to wrong him so bad that he's making threats of killing Justin?

You're dead, lover boy.

Lover boy.

Is this linked to Jason? Justin shakes his head to rid him of the empty accusations forming in his stupid mind. Jason would never be that dark and savage to do something like that to him. Although things are definitely over between them, they had a great run together. Justin must mean more than that to Jason.

Maybe he should just talk to Jason and clear the air. Let Jason know that he accepts the fact he will never want nor love him again. And he's okay with that. He thinks.

Of course the idea of finally accepting it pains Justin dearly, but he has to accept it for Jason. If he loves Jason he'll let him go and move on with his life the way he wishes, just without Justin by his side.

"The Bahamas? Is that where you wanna go?" Jason asks running his fingertips over Justin's tanned arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. Justin signs and closes his eyes. "Yeah, that's where I wanna go", he whispers softly, turning his head and opening his honey brown eyes to stare into Jason's grey ones.

Jason pecks Justin's plump lips softly, before whispering: "Then that's where we'll go, babycakes".

Justin sniffs and wipes the tears that have leaked onto his reddened cheeks. He can't let Jason go. He just can't. As much as he'll pathetically try to let him go, he knows deep down he'll never be able to.

Hearing the warning bell go, Justin begins to pack his things, willing the pitiful tears away.

Walking to class, Justin feels weary. Looking around each turn before he walks around it, jumping at every sudden noise, and keeping his head low.

Justin stops hearing a very familiar voice.

He quickly hides behind the side of the wall and peeks around to see Jason and that boy before. They know each other? What the hell? So maybe Jason was apart of it after all.

The though makes Justin want to throw up.

Biting his lip, Justin leans in a bit, attempting to hear more.

"Just get it done, okay? I don't want there to be a mess", Jason whispers hushly.

"Sure, he'll be gone before you know it", the boy cackles.

Justin's eyes widen and he covers his mouth in complete shock. Dread, worry and resentment fill Justin up as tears of fright drip down his reddened cheeks. "Oh my God", he whispers, slowly walking away. He sniffs quietly and wipes the tears away.

Is Jason planning Justin's death? No, he can't be. Justin hasn't done anything wrong! He hasn't done anything! Justin's breaths begin to get harsher as he hurries out of the school building and jogs towards the bleachers. Plinking himself down, he allows himself to break into loud, harsh sobs.

Guy wrenching sobs pour out of Justin as he rocks himself back and forth. "I didn't do anything!" He screams, his throat burning and head aching. "Please, stop", he cries hysterically.

Justin jumps when he feels small arms being wrapped around him. Justin whips his head up so quick, he begins to think he got whip lash. Justin is met with a pair of pastel green eyes staring at him in sympathy, pity and worry.

"Bou?" Justin sobs/whimpers.

Bou's small and dainty arms hold Justin's fragile figure tightly against his own. "Please don't cry, Justin."

Justin continues to cry. "Why does he hate me so much, Bou? I didn't do anything apart from love him! I love him! I FUCKING LOVE HIM!" He yells.

Justin freezes.

"You what?"

"Jason".

Walking closer tentatively, Jason watches the hysterical Justin wrapped in the arms of his younger brother. "Why do you love me?" He asks.

Bou begins to speak, "Jason-"

"No. Let Justin answer. I want to hear him tell me the reasons as to why he loves a sick, psychotic monster", Jason says in self hatred, his grey eyes not once breaking the stare with Justin's brown ones.

Justin lips are ajar, his heads spinning and his heart feels rather content, just by Jason begin close to him. Justin is just lost for words.

"See, you can't. Your silence tells me all. You don't love me. You just love the idea of what we could of had".

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Shit ass chapter. Mad short n shit. Sorry for the long af wait, I am a son of a bitch mhm.