Hey guys! It's me! Bringing ASWCBB back from the dead. Alright, maybe just it's hiatus. I could say the same lies about not having enough time with College and all but, honestly, I've just not been inspired. I don't write unless I am inspired to, so I haven't been writing. (Thank you captain obvious) Don't worry my wonderfully, fantastically, awesomely loyal readers! I feel that I shall be much more inspired. ASWCBB is 3 years old! I can't believe it! I've changed and experienced so much since I started this. Wow. It's pretty sentimental. Lol.
Oh! I really wanted to clear some things up!
When I started this Fan fiction I was A: In love with WOWP! B: Just started reading the Twilight Series with one of my BFF's who, at the time, was addicted to it. So of course I was too. I seriously was obsessed with it. I get obsessed with anything I just discover I like. Then I kind of simmer down and just like it. For instance, I do not LOOOOVE Twilight like I did before, though I do not completely hate it either. I just "Meh" it. I like it, but it's not the best book series in the world. (Far from it).
The same is true with WOWP. I do no watch the show anymore, in-fact, I can hardly stand to watch it. Mostly because of the fact that it's a Disney show and I think I've grown up from watching it. Also, there are so many jokes that I feel the show misses out on because it's a Disney show. I'm used to mature satire humor like SNL, Family Guy, and anything with Catherine Tate. WOWP comedy just doesn't cut it for me. Though let me make myself clear. I will still continue to write this fanfiction, because I still absolutely love the characters, and because I really enjoy where I've taken Zeke and Justin's relationship. Actually, I feel really close to their relationship. Just reading over some of my old chapters made me realize how much I love JustinXZeke, and inspired me to write another chapter.
Also, I'm slowly editing and proof reading my older chapters, because I see that they still get plenty of views, and well, they REALLY needed it. Trust me, I'm not a Grammar Nazi (I'd like call myself a Grammar Rock Star!) but reading over those old chapters (and some new ones as well) hurt my soul. I did not proof read them at all when I first posted them, and for that I am truly sorry. So in a process of "I'm bored. I don't know what to do. I know! I think I'll edit my old Fan-Fiction chapters", I will make a goal to edit them so that they are at least readable! Haha. I thank you for those who turned a blind eye towards my atrocious grammar and just enjoyed the story.
ANNNNYWAYS. Enough with me writing an essay here. Let's continue with the story. Shall we?
So in great tradition, I say to you, Have fun and Enjoy!
:D
The image of Zeke's disgruntled face was burned into Justin's skull. He could still feel the immense pain that particular moment caused for him. How could he let this happen? He had already pricked Zeke's trust. He certainly did not need to do it again. He could just remember all the hurt that clouded his beautiful boyfriend's eyes. Once they were a glee filled sunny plain, now they were a murky lagoon of sorrow. His once beaming, bright blue eyes, now had a gray dust over them. How could Justin do this to him? He knew Zeke was very emotionally sensitive, more so than himself. The past few weeks proved that. It baffled his mind how quickly Justin and Zeke went from being that happy couple holding hands that made everyone want to puke, to two beings divided by pain and distrust. These two whole weeks were unbearable for Justin.
Not only was Zeke not talking to him at all, his grades were dropping as if they were hot. Except, they were not indeed, hot. They pretty much sucked. Missing assignments, barely passable group projects, and not nearly as much effort or participation as he used to give while in class. His teachers were shocked beyond belief, and countless ones came up to Justin to lecture him about girl troubles getting in the way of school work. Justin thought at least one of them would of gotten the clue when he wore a "Boyfriends are Gay" T-Shirt to class. (Yeah, cue the irony.) Justin could not listen to one more talk from his science teacher about letting the wet wonderland control his life. In-fact, he was pretty darn sure that it was against school guidelines to talk to your students about those inappropriate subjects. Honestly, the only subject Justin wanted to hear from anyone, was how to get your boyfriend back. He could not think of any possible way to revive Zeke's trust for him. He needed a phoenix down equivalent to relationships.
My god was it painful to walk down those halls, and pass Zeke, only to feel the most distant cold shoulder he had ever received. It was like they were strangers again. No, it was worse than that. It was as though Justin brutally murdered Zeke's puppy right in front of him. Yeah, to Zeke, Justin was a baby raping, puppy murdering, racist, sexist, orphan selling, crack dealing, serial killer who was convicted for killing his beloved grandmother. All for one lousy, forceful, kiss from guy he once hated/feared. Who, by the way, used WAY too much tongue for it to be even slightly pleasant. You're trying to kiss me, not scrub my mouth out with your tongue. Justin grimaced at that thought. He missed Zeke's sweet, dazzling kisses. They were just the right mix of cute, adorable, and extremely sexy. Ugh!
Oh great Gandalf, how he missed Zeke. He would give anything to have Zeke right here, beside him, cuddling in his bed, while reading comic books together. I would always insist Zeke be the damsel in distress so that I could be all sexy and heroic, and save him. Zeke would instantly turn down this offer, and instead decide he was going to be the cute, yet didn't have nearly as many lines as the main character did, sidekick. Justin pondered if whether the fact that Justin always insisted on being the main Superhero had anything to do with Zeke being extra mad at him. Sure, he kissed another guy, and Zeke walked in. That doesn't necessarily mean he was cheating? Does it? Justin turned the thought over in his head, relentlessly attempting to find a logical excuse. Sadly, he did not, and yes, it did mean he cheated.
Wow. The first boyfriend I have ever had, and I cheated on him. Good going Justin. He could hear the kingdom's welcoming horns mixed with new years eve noise makers in his mind, as though his thoughts were sarcastically mocking him. Thanks for that, thoughts. Didn't need to kick that dead dog. Justin let out an elongated sigh as he flopped his head back onto his pillow. What could Justin possibly do to get Zeke to talk to him, let alone trust him again. All Justin needed was some way to get Zeke to listen to him. Then Justin could tell him everything he had been planning to say forever. Okay, not forever, just these past two weeks. "If only there was some way." Justin contemplated as he turned onto his side, facing his lamp table and dresser. In the only drawer of the table was his spell book, hidden away only for emergencies. Justin's brows popped instantly. His face grew to realization. "This most definitely qualifies as an emergency."
Justin paced the hallways of his school about almost a thousand times, before Alex finally interrupted him. "Woah, Woah. Okay Justin, what was up with all that? With that much pacing, it's as if you're about to kill someone." Alex interjected. "You're not going to kill someone, are you? Cause if you are, then I am TOTALLY against that idea. Unless it's Max. Then, go ahead and kill em. He's the least favorite of the family anyways." Alex joked.
"I'm not going to kill anyone, Alex. As much as I'd sometimes like to murder Max, I'm not going to kill our litter brother." Justin paused. "Besides, I have bigger matters at hand." Justin stated while staring dramatically off into the distance. Alex waved a hand in front of his face. "K, dude, I don't know if you heard, but stare off dramatically into the distance day was Thursday. And what bigger matters are you talking about. If you say anything geek related like Aliens Vs Two Headed Dogs who can read and fly coming out next week, I swear to Madonna I will slaughter you." Alex replied.
"No. It's something much bigger than that. Besides, it's called Aliens Vs Three Headed Dogs with jetpacks, who can read, and it comes out in three days, not next week. In fact, that's was one of the movies I was going to see with Zeke. It was our big 'Watch extremely corny, nerdy movies all day marathon' that we planned a month ago. Now If I don't have anyone to go with, I probably won't go at all." Justin stated sadly.
This didn't phase Alex at all and she continued with her usual "annoying sister who thinks she is so clever" banter.
"Ah well so sad to hear that. By the way, what ever happened to Zeke and you. Shouldn't you be doing some stupidly sweet couple things that made everyone want to regurgitate their lunches?" Alex asked.
Justin ignored her joke. "We broke up. Yep. It was pretty damn heart breaking. It was like a scene from the notebook, mixed with something from the Jerry Springer show. Except, we're not related, and we are both indeed human beings. He saw me kissing, excuse me, getting molested by Dane, the football jock, two weeks ago, and now he won't even acknowledge my existence. I didn't even want to be kissed by him! I was expecting to get beaten up, not felt up." Justin replied.
"Woah, too much information alert. So wait, how did this happen?" Alex asked and Justin swiftly debriefed her.
Alex couldn't help but burst into a fit of obnoxious laughter. This certainly wasn't the caring, deeply concerned reaction Justin was aiming for when he told her. Then again, who exactly did he think he was talking to? Mother Theresa? Yoda? Oprah? Nope. Alex. That's right. Alex. Why the hell am I talking to her about this anyways?
"You done?" Justin asked, obviously unamused. "Almost." Alex managed to squeak out between laughs. "Ha, HA HA...HAHAHAHAHA HA HA HA...ha...ha..ha." Alex contained herself and took a deep breath. "Ah. Yes. Much better. So you got all 7 minutes in heaven with the block headed Dane from the football team and now you are in the dog house with Zeke." Alex concluded. "Yes. Exactly." Justin replied. "So, what's the big deal?" Alex asked simply. Justin was gobsmacked. "The big deal? The BIG DEAL? The big deal is that I lost my boyfriend and my dignity all in one day!" Justin complained. "Ah wah wah wah. Put away your vajayjay for a second virgin Mary. So you got kissed by a big dumb jock in front of your boyfriend. You obviously did not want to kiss him, he rape kissed you. By the way, how was it? Just wondering?" Alex questioned him playfully. "That's not the point. The point is that all Zeke saw was me betraying him. Oh and horrible. Way too much tongue. You'd think he would learn better from macking on a different cheerleader every day of the week." Justin said as they continued to walk down the hall. It was such a rare occurrence that Justin was having a slightly enjoyable conversation with his sister without each of them resorting to verbal or physical violence.
"Yes, and if I caught my boyfriend getting it on-" "Just kissing" Justin interjected. "-kissing another guy, sure I'd be totally pissed, but I'd demand an full explanation. All Zeke needs to know is the whole story. He only has like 1/4th of the story and it's the sucky part. Just tell him what really happened and you guys will be back gayly snorkeling each other in the hallways in no time!" Alex's remarked.
"What does sno-" Justin stared at her quizzically. "Never mind. Yes thank you Einstein. I kind of already came to that conclusion. The hard part is getting him to actually give me the time of day, let alone listen to me. He just ignores me like a corny monster movie on the Scifi channel. Oh, that guy. Couldn't care less about that. Next. It kind of freaking sucks if you ask me." Justin lamented.
"Yeah. That could be a tricky part. The sad fact is, even I could understand that horribly geeky analogy, so the situation must be really bad." Alex said.
"Don't look now, but you're about to become Megashark vs Gigadile." Alex motioned with a subtle nod of the head, that Zeke was heading towards their general direction. Justin's face turned into a pool of confusion, longing, sorrow, and dread when he heard the mention of Zeke. "Excuse me." Zeke said in a brisk, monotone voice, cleverly disguised as polite. Zeke made his way through them like they were just another road block in his way to the comic book store. Justin could feel his heart drop into his stomach, where the acid slowly ate away at it. A few awkward minutes went by until Alex finally broke the silence.
"Oh damn. Boy that was cold. Even I could feel that and I didn't even break up with him." Alex sincerely felt sorry for Justin for maybe the first time in Justin's life. "Okay we didn't break up, we're just taking some time off, but yeah. It definitely is that bad." Justin confessed brokenly. "Sooo what are you going to do. You can't allow this to happen." Alex said, suddenly surging with gumption. "Me? I'm not making this happen. Do you think I like constantly being ignored by my boyfriend?" Justin implored. "Well duh, but sitting around here moping is not helping me. Also, you're kind of depressing me." Alex chastised. Justin brooded pathetically. "I'm sorry. I'll try not to bleed on you too much." Justin bemoaned. Alex sighed as they approached Justin's locker. Justin absentmindedly opened it up to retrieve his books for his next class.
"Seriously Justin, if you want a solution, you're going to have to take some ac-" Alex stopped right in her tracks when she noticed the old, strangely out of place book inside his locker. Alex gawked at the sight, then switched her disbelief to Justin's face. They gaped at each other for awhile until Alex finally intruded on the tense silence. "Oh great lady of Ga, you did not bring the Emergency Spell Book to school. You know that is specifically only for massive emergencies and is to NEVER leave the house." Alex chided Justin. "It's not what it looks like, and since when did you care about abiding to the rules." Justin queried doubtfully.
"Pssh. I could care less about the rules. I'm just totally stoked to see how much trouble you're going to get in when Dad hears about this! Oh! It will be so nice that it's not always Alex's fault for a change. Dad will be fuming! Haha." Alex couldn't have rubbed it in Justin's face anymore. "Hey! Hey! Hey! Let's not get carried away! I wouldn't tell dad about this if I were you." Justin challenged. "Oh really? And why not?" Alex crossed her arms and wore her signature smug smirk. "Be..be..be..be..because if you DO, I'll tell Dad about your little new not so fictional boyfriend that you and Harper conjured up. I'm sure he'll just LOVE to hear about how you changed the fate of a colossally well known book series."
Justin was finally getting better at this sibling blackmail thing. "YOU WOULDN'T!" Alex pleaded. "Oh, but I would." It was Justin's turn to wear the smug look. More tense silence elapsed until eventually, Alex gave up. " Fine. You play a hard game Russo, but you win. I won't tell Dad." Alex succumbed to Justin's wit. "Thank goodness." Justin praised the sky. "On one condition." Alex added. "What now?" Justin said with an annoyed sigh. "Only if you tell me what you are planning on doing with that." Alex smiled buoyantly. "Nothing. At least now." Justin responded dully. "Ah come on. You brought it to school for a reason. You must be planning on doing something with it." Alex prodded persistently. "I...I was.." Justin started. "Yess?" Alex nudged him to continue. "Going to use a spell to make Zeke listen to me." This confession lead to a resounding gasp from Alex. "OHMYGOSH! JUSTIN! You were going to intervene into Zeke's mortal life with MAGIC! How scandalous!" Alex was thoroughly enjoying this. "Yeah..I guess. I don't know. I know it's wrong and I know I shouldn't-" Alex quickly interrupted him. "No, no, no, you totally should! I'm just shocked and surprised that you even consider using magic to solve your problems. You, Justin, the older, more mature, responsible, big brother who always gets all up in my grill for using magic unsupervised." "I don't know! It's just, with this whole love thing, I'm not myself. I'm desperate to find any possible way to get Zeke back. I'd like..." Justin pondered for a second.
"Sell your whole 5th edition collection of original Star Wars action figures?" Alex inquired. "Woah, woah there. Let's not get TOO ahead of ourselves here." They shared a hearty laugh. "So what spell were you thinking of using on Mr. Innocent eyes?" Alex implored Justin. "Well.." Justin succumbed to the pressure. It felt so good to get all of this out in the open, he might as well just go with the flow and tell her everything. "I-" He held the first syllable longer than necessary. "I'm thinking of using the Mind Transposing spell to come to Justin in a dream and tell him all those things I've been desiring on telling him." Justin finished. Alex thought for a moment before speaking. "Mind Transposing, hmm. That could work I guess. Cept one problem, it will be nothing but a dream to Zeke. Do you think he will listen to a dream version of you?" Alex questioned him seriously. Suddenly they found themselves inside this exciting mysterious adventure, and they were the head detectives on the case. "Well. That's the thing. I'm not entirely sure he will take everything he hears in a dream entirely seriously. What I do know is that it might inspire him to, I don't know, talk to me? Actually give me the time of day. Even just for a little second. It's all I need."
Justin knew that wasn't true. He didn't need just a second with Zeke, he needed an eternity. He didn't just need an eternity with Zeke, he demanded one. As cheesy as that sounded, it was absolutely true. No amount of time spent with Zeke would ever be satisfactory to him. He would always crave those missed 3 more minutes he would have cherished. Wow. Now it sounded as though his boyfriend (...ex boyfriend?) was dying. That was too much of a probable impossibility for Justin to even think of. He honestly did not know what he would do with himself if he lost Zeke to the gripes of death. A passion burning through his body so strong, he feared it might connect with itself and spontaneously combust inside him, if it didn't find a place to land outside of himself. That was it. He was going to make up with Zeke if it killed him. I guess that's what love did to you, turned you into a fervent, illogical beast ruled by irrational feelings. Justin never remembered being so melodramatic, but then again, he'd never been so in love with someone in his whole life.
Yep, there he went again, being melodramatic. He heard three snaps, and barely registered that there was a hand in his face, impatiently snapping at him. "Woohoo? Earth to Justin. Is anyone there?" Alex called. Justin apparently had phased out from where he was standing into the vast wilderness of his thoughts. "Sorry, zoned out. That's all." Justin apologized lightly. "Yeah, I saw that." Alex quipped. "So when are you going to do this mind phasing thingy?" Alex probed. "It's Mind Transposing, and soon-ish. I just have to find the right time to do it. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll fall asleep in Modern and Historical Science class." Justin hoped. Alex gave him a very dull look of disbelief. "Really? You think Zeke will fall asleep in class? Science class no less. Are we still talking about the same Zeke?" Alex popped what little improbable hope bubble he had floating around his head. "You're right. That was silly of me to even think of. Well maybe-" He stopped his sentence and pondered vigorously. "What about? No, maybe...not a chance, well how about, nope don't even think about it." He quietly discussed possibilities with himself while instantaneously shooting himself down as well. After several internal banters later, he came to a conclusion.
"Damn, what class would Zeke fall asleep in?" Justin asked to no one in particular. "None. He's that much of a nerd." Alex added. "You're right." Justin agreed, not realizing the half insult Alex had made. "Damn it... I wonder if there is a sleeping spell in here." He wondered, mussing through the spell book quickly. "Haha. First a mind transposing spell and now a sleeping spell. I must admit, I'm starting to like this magic responsibility abusing Justin. He's all like 'Grrr! I'm Indiana Russo and I'm going to do everything in my power to get my boyfriend back! Traipse through deadly dungeons, fight hoards of evil zombies, climb mount Everest, and even use not one, but le gasp, TWO forbidden spells from the big book of no no's.' Alex comically performed. "Hey, hey. This new Justin is something of a habit which I will make sure to put an end to once I've got Zeke back. This was only inspired by the thralls of a lovelorn boy and the sheer desperation of a lost love." Justin mused.
Alex was not one for bullshit when it was coming from someone else. "Oh please. I think you actually, secretly enjoy being bad like this and you just needed an excuse to be this new, exciting, and dangerous Justin." Alex called him out. Justin had to admit, there seemed to be some appeal to this whole throw caution to the winds attitude he adapted recently. "Maybe. For now I'm just going to concentrate on the task at hand. Now Sleeping Spell." After flipping through about 15 pages total, he found what he was looking for.
It didn't take Justin to long to find the classroom he was looking for. Class AB number 214, the most common place where Zeke's favorite science lab took place. It would be a shame for his prized straight a student boyfriend get caught taking a spontaneous snooze in his most important class but what must be done, must be done. Besides he could always blame it on a random spout of narcolepsy. Justin peered through the black cross stitched large window to spy Zeke sitting at a desk by himself looking as alive as the main villain of the b rate zombie movie. Maybe he didn't need to use the spell for it seemed like Zeke already half asleep. Zeke's eyes were stained with a slight sore redness which brought conclusions to Justin's mind that were very unsettling. It hurt him to even think about the possibility that Zeke might have been losing sleep crying his eyes out thanks to Justin. Seeing Zeke bent so out of shape pained Justin in ways he didn't imagine he could feel.
The comfort of having Zeke back was what motivated Justin to break almost all of his stable moral grounds and use magic to fix his real world problems. "Ah the things we do for love." Justin mused to himself. After a quick two looks over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching him, he slowly withdrew his smooth elm wood wand from his back pocket. With three gradual, careful and concentrated circle flicks of his wand the spell was finished. "Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, let this boy enter a sleep so gentle and light." A glowing mystical ball of yellow light flung Justin's wand, swirled two times in the air passing through the window on the second time, only to land softly on Zeke's left shoulder. The light grew from a subtle flicker to a everlasting glow of starlight, consuming the shape of Zeke's full body. The light disappeared twelve times faster than it appeared and once it was gone Zeke almost completely passed out of his chair onto the classroom ground. Luckily the back of the chair was strong enough to contain Zeke there for a moment.
"Whoops, maybe not light enough of a sleep." Justin chuckled. As he said that, a foggy almost opalescent trail of mist traveled from the side of Zeke's head straight to the tip of Justin's wand. "This is the sub cognoscente pathway. I just need to transmit my message into this and it will enter Zeke's psyche." Justin concentrated as hard as he could, making sure he had the absolute perfect thing to say, since he only had one shot at this. All of Justin's surroundings were swept away with a cloud of blue mist. Now the only thing that existed was Zeke laying on the ground in front of him. Justin's first immediate reaction was to rush to his boyfriend's aid but he decided against it. This must have been how Zeke had appeared in Justin's mind for a reason.
"Ze...ke?" Justin spoke softly. Talking directly to someones through their inner most personal thoughts was a delicate procedure. Zeke stirred lightly as he rose his head to notice Justin. His face contorted into a mix of confusion, puzzlement. and distaste. Not the first reaction he was hoping for. "Justin? Whu...what are you doing here? Where am I? What do you want?" Zeke groaned. "Wow... So first of all it's nice to see you as well, I'm appreciative of the warm greeting." Zeke's response was indignant scuff and a general roll of the eyes. "Yes. I know I probably don't deserve the warmest of welcomes right now." Justin admitted. "You think?" Zeke sarcastically quipped. Justin ignored Zeke's less than accepting attitude and continued his speech. "This is your psyche. Your inner most thoughts. A day dream of sorts." Zeke instantly panicked.
"Yes. That means you are probably asleep in class right now. Don't worry, you probably didn't miss anything anyways. We both know you already read 14 chapters ahead of those slow pokes." Justin cracked a smile. Zeke gave a stubborn half nod in return in reluctant agreement. "That's not the reason why I'm here. The reason I'm here is because...I..I fucked up. Hardcore." "No shit Sherlock." Zeke interjected rudely. "A lot. Like...a lot a lot. Like Shit tons lot." Justin admitted. "Mmmhmm. A lot a lot. Sounds like...a lot." Zeke crudely joked. "What I did to you was beyond wrong." "More breaking news with Slowpoke at 11!" Zeke remarked. "Would you just fucking let me talk for a second without berating me after every sentence?" Justin burst out in annoyance. Zeke begrudgingly gave in to Justin's plea. "Fine.."
Justin let out a long sigh. "That's better. Now. I know what I did was wrong..." Justin paused to see if Zeke had any other unhelpful remark he wanted to put into the discussion. Zeke was silent. "Extremely beyond wrong. But you must know that I would never in my life ever think of doing anything that betrayed your trust or would intentionally cause you pain. Unless it was me being a little too rough in the bedroom." Justin joked. "Really? You think it's the appropriate time for a sex joke?" Zeke said. "You're right. Sorry. I didn't realize how crudely honest thought me could be. Where was I?" "The part before the bad joke." Zeke reminded him. "Right yes. Nothing to cause you pain. Zeke, what we have...it's strange, it's new and different and exciting and really really really special. I didn't plan this. I didn't plan to...like you so much let alone this way. But what is said is said and what's done is done. I like you and you like me. After all we've been through we 're basically stuck with each other." Zeke gave Justin a puzzled look of almost amusement.
"You really aren't good at this whole apologizing thing are you?" Zeke asked. "No, no I'm not. I've never had to convince a girl to come back with me because once they knew they had ridden themselves of me, I became nonexistent to them. So I never got the chance to do this whole talk thing." For a second it looked like Zeke almost felt sorry for Justin from hearing that sorrowful story. Then he must have realized he still needed to be mad at him. "Anyways, what I mean is that our relationship should be strong enough that we can withstand a few bumps. Something this special is worth fighting for. The best Relationships only get stronger with these challenges. And I know that you don't want to hear this but it's the absolute truth."
"I didn't want to kiss Dane. He kissed me forcibly. And not in that sexy, push you up against the wall and kiss you kind of forcibly. More like, like a rape kiss. He rape kissed me Zeke. Rape kissed. He told me about how he was tired of all the girls he's slept with and is curious in guys and that he's been checking me out and decided that I was his next conquest. I was repulsed by the fact, of course. I mean sure, I'm not going to lie and say that Dane doesn't have a nice body and that I'm not slightly attracted to him-" "That's really not helping your case there, Justin." Zeke interrupted. "Right, right. Sorry. Sorry. The point is the fact that I may be slightly attracted to the dumb jocky Dane that's still nothing compared to what we have. I've knew you for so long. We've known each other for so long. Know things about each other we would never tell anyone else. I know you may not believe me about Dane but I'd hoped that all that time we've been together we would have a built a strong enough trust to withstand any of these bumps or challenges. Do you really want to throw away what we have and what more we could have for this small issue?"
"Not that small of an issue, Justin. All this trust bullshit you are blathering about is the biggest issue. You destroyed it. Our trust. It's fucking gone, thanks to you." Zeke excused. "Do you really think I'm the type of person to purposefully destroy something as special as our trust?" Justin inquired. "Well I didn't think so before but now-" "Shut up! Just shut up! I'm never going to be able to apologize to you if you never will let me. The point is...the point is.." Justin stuttered. "That's about the third or forth time you've said the point is without actually getting to the damn point. What's the damn point, Justin?"
"I LOVE YOU!" Justin's entire body shook with a rush of adrenaline. His heart beat at a thousand beats a minute. He finally said it. Granted it was in a day dream but he still said it. Sure he had said those words before but never in his life had those words felt more right than right now. Zeke was shocked and completely speechless. "You...love...me?" Zeke questioned innocently and carefully. Justin was still recovering from the statement he had just spoken. He didn't think it would feel so intense when he finally did say them. Collecting his assortment of thoughts he managed a reply.
"Yes...Yes..wow. It's so much easier to confirm after you have just laid it on the table. Yes. Zeke. I love you. I've been waiting for the absolute right moment to say it. When I know it was true. Never has there been a better time then now to confess your love for someone." Zeke finally crackled a trickle of what looked like a smile. "I didn't know I was dating a dove chocolate wrapper." Zeke quipped. Justin noticed the subtle smile on Zeke's face and couldn't help but slowly melt. "I'm a lot sweeter too. Plus middle aged women don't eat me in slow motion while they are on a couch watching lifetime television." Justin joked. "Worse than bad image Justin. Worse than bad." Zeke complained. "Haha. Sorry. Zeke I love you and I don't want to let go of what we have. I wanna see what lies ahead and all those other juicy things we can accomplish." "Juicy stuff? Wow...you are really bad at this aren't you?" Zeke teased. "I'm trying at least." "True. True. That's a attribute to be cherished." Zeke admitted.
"Anyways. I don't have much more time left. Your class is almost over. I don't want you to get caught cat napping in a science class. Just please...think about how much I mean to you and whether or not it's enough to come over this. You mean too much to me for me to ever let you go. Besides, I've kind of sacrificed too many things to ever go back to the way it used to be. I don't want to go back there ever." Zeke had nothing to say in response to the corny and sweet things Justin was saying to him because he knew in his heart it was absolutely true. "Please. Just...give me a chance." Justin was almost in tears now. He noticed blue mist slowly subsiding and he hoped he had said enough for Zeke to even consider forgiving him. "Where are you going? Why are you fading?" Zeke asked in concern. "I've said all I can say. If you really do want to give me a chance, to give us a chance, find me in the cafeteria in our usual spot by the garbage. You know I'll be there." Justin gave Zeke one last forlorn smile before he fully faded away and found himself back in hallway outside the classroom that Zeke awoken in.
Zeke shook himself out of his daydream and inspected his surroundings. He looked very disorientated. Zeke peered over his shoulder to the window that Justin was standing at and he quickly ducked down as fast as possible. He prayed he avoided Zeke's vision. It would be way too unsettling if Zeke saw Justin standing outside his classroom window after he just had a daydream about him. Justin let out an amiable sigh as he sunk down to the ground. A few female students gave him a strange look when they passed by him sitting outside a classroom against a wall. They probably thought he got kicked out of class for being a bad ass. Yep that's exactly what they thought. Justin gave them a cool nonchalant nod and they looked away with the standard roll of the eyes and equally strange face. Justin picked himself off the ground, carefully avoiding the line of vision from the window and walked towards the cafeteria. Justin found his favorite table right when the third period bell went off. Unzipping his bag he rummaged through the numerous piles of junk only to find two PB&J sandwiches presented to him. He sniffed it. It didn't seem like it was the freshest of sandwiches. "Eh. It will have to work." Justin placed the sandwiches on the table while he continued to search for the rest of his make shift lunch.
He felt a tap on his shoulder. Justin looked up to see the most beautiful sight he had seen all day. A real life Zeke standing in front of him. Facing him directly. "Is this seat taken?" Zeke asked semi shyly. Justin's entire face lit up like a rich neighborhood competing to see who had the most expensive Christmas decorations. "Not at all. Go ahead." Zeke accepted his offer and sat on the other side of the table. Justin's gaze never left Zeke. "Week old sandwich?" Justin gestured to the second pb&j. "Thanks." Zeke took the sandwich and fumbled with the plastic wrap. It was about a minute of should be awkward yet surprisingly comfortable silence until Zeke finally spoke up. "Justin.. I..I miss you." Justin's face became overwhelmed with warmth. "I really really miss you. Things aren't the same without you. Things...just...suck." Zeke confessed. "Very elegantly put." Justin joshed. Zeke cracked a smile and a soft chuckle.
"I could make up some large dramatic speech about how you betrayed me and I how I can never love you again and blah blah blah but the truth is you hurt me and It well hurt a lot." Justin giggled lightly. Looks like Zeke wasn't very good at this either when it came down to it. Justin discovered an apple in the bottom of his backpack and started to peel it. "I don't know how or when I can and or will get over that. I don't even know if I will. What I do know is that I appreciate you too much to ever let you out of my life again." Justin was silent, still going at the apple with his knife. "I'm sorry I've avoided you and mistreated you all this week. It was just too hard to see you knowing how much you hurt me. And maybe in the future I'll hurt you just as bad and then you can ignore me for a week straight and act like I don't exist. Maybe that's the beauty of it. You know? I hurt you, you hurt me but at the end of the day we still can't be without each other? Sounds a little unhealthy, I know, but I'd rather have you ignore me for a week straight then lose you completely."
"Something this special is worth fighting for, ya know? I really want to give us another chance and I absolutely understand if you don't ever want to see me again after the way I've treated you which is completely abysmal and even though it might totally suck to try and get over you which someday in the vast future I might actually do but of course it might be extremely tough to and-" Zeke's constant rambling was interrupted when Justin simply placed the apple he was playing with right in front of Zeke. The brunette was shocked and confused at first. He looked down at the apple in puzzlement and back up at Justin. Justin just motioned him to pick it up.
Which he did and as he turned the apple over he saw the sweetest thing someone had ever said to him. It read "Shut up. I love you." Zeke's eyes darted up to meet Justin's. Justin simply grinned largely at his boyfriend. Zeke made an amused face and replied "Very elegantly put." Zeke said. Justin and Zeke shared a chuckle. Zeke suddenly shown a mischievous chagrin and he took a large bite into the apple where the writing had been. Justin clutched his heart dramatically and faked a pained look. They both shared a hearty laugh and they continued to eat their make shift lunch in joyful and comfortable silence.
(This is not the end. Not even close! :3)