(A/N - Trigger warnings - Extreme homophobia, offensive lauguage)
John's POV
"Why in hell do you think I would do that?" I asked.
"Because I know what your dad would do to you if you were expelled, especially for being in a romantic relationship with another man." He smirked.
"How do you...?" I trailed off.
"I have spies everywhere, John. Nothing you say is safe." He said.
"So, what? If I don't break up with Alex, you'll tell Johansson about us, get us expelled, and... what? What does that get you?" I asked.
"Satisfaction." He said. "Knowing that there are no fags in MY school."
"Oh, Thomas." I smiled. "You and I both know that you'll never be satisfied."
"Shut the fuck up you fag." He said, almost screaming into the now empty hallway. "Either break up with Alex, tell him that it was all fake the whole time, and that your strait, or, I'll tell Johansson about the two of you."
I thought it over. What choice do I have? I thought to myself. I love Alex with all my heart, but there's no way that I'm going to face the wrath of my father. Never again.
"Fine." I said, on the verge of tears. "I'll do it."
I saw Thomas smirk, then I ran to the bathroom, locked myself in a stall, and started balling my eyes out. I didn't know how I was going to get through breaking it off with Alex in one peice.
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"Alex, I need to talk to you." I said when we got back to our dorm after school.
"Do you want to do some stuff first?" He said, taking off his shirt.
"No, I don't." I said, and this time he turned to me, knowing it was serious.
"What's wrong?" He asked, walking over to me and hugging me. I relished in it for a few seconds, knowing that this would be the last time I did, before shrugging him off.
"We can't do this anymore." I said, looking at the floor. I couldn't look at his face while I broke the heart of the man that I loved so much.
"What do you mean?" He asked, concerned.
"This. All of this. The sex, the 'I love you's, the relationship. I just can't do it anymore." I said, holding back tears.
"Babe, Where is this coming from?" He asked, coming over and tilting his head up so I was looking in his eyes.
"It's coming from me." I said, turning around and walking away from him, "I'm strait. This whole relationship had been a fake from the beginning."
"No, there's no way." He said, starting to cry.
I just stood there, staring at the floor, trying to keep from hurting him anymore.
"There's no way that this whole time you were faking. It's just not possible." He wept, full on crying now. I bit my lip so hard that I shed blood just to keep myself from crying, too.
Suddenly, Alex walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. As soon as he was gone, I fell down to the floor and started sobbing. It took all my self control to keep from running after him and comforting him.
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Alex's POV
I ran over to Laf and Herc's and slammed the door behind me. I fell down to floor and started sobbing.
"What's wrong?" Laf asked, getting up from his seat on the couch and coming over to sit with me on the floor.
"John broke up with me." I sobbed.
"Woah. What happened?" Herc asked.
"We walked into our dorm after school and he said that he wanted to talk to me. I said ok, and he told me that we were over because he's strait and the whole relationship has been fake from the beginning." I said with sobs scattered in between.
"Oh, honey. Je suis tres désolé." Laf said, hugging me. "I hate to tell you this in such a hard time, but there is no way John doesn't love you."
"What do you mean?" I asked, stopping my sobbing for a moment.
"No man makes out with someone for the entire of a two and a half hour movie, or sneak out of their dorm every night to have sex if they don't love them." Laf explained.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes! Go get your man back!" He exclaimed.
"Ok!" I said, jumping off the floor and running back to my dorm.
I ran back down the hall to my dorm and swung open to door to find John sobbing in the floor.
I just stood there looking at John for a few moments deciding what to do. I decided to try and comfort him.
I sat down on the floor next to him.
"A-Alex?" John stuttered when he saw me.
"Yeah. I'm right here." I said.
"You don't hate me?" He asked, looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"No, babe. I could never hate you." I said, putting my head on his shoulder. "I love you so much."
"I'm so sorry I hurt you, honey. I really do love you." He assured me.
"I know, babe, I know." I said to him while rubbing his shoulders. "I'm not mad, but please just tell me why you did it?"
"Thomas Jefferson pulled me over in the hallway today and told me that if I didn't break your heart, that he would rat us out to Johansson." He explained, still sobbing. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry. I shouldn't have listened to him. I should have..."
I cut him off by kissing him.
"What was that for?" He asked, still crying.
"To shut you up." I started. "Babe, I love you, and I forgive you for what you did. So please, please stop rambling."
"Ok." He laughed, wiping the tears off his face.
"Let me." I said, kissing off the tears that were still on his face. He giggled.
"We need to make it seem like we hate each other when we are outside this room." I said.
"Yes. We do." John agreed. "But... were in this room now, so..."
We ended up making out, and having the best make up sex any two men have ever had.
(A/N - Will seeming like they hate each other put more of a strain on the boys relationship? We'll see! Don't forget to review!)