short recap: Jonah tried to kiss daniel... but then, daniel and jonah got into a little "fight" kinda thing... daniel got uncomfortable... jonah drove him home, then tried to go on a date w his gf to get his mind of things... thennnn he saw his gf kissing smone else, got upset, went to a bar, got drunk, and drove... angrily... so this is after that...

Jonah's POV

I woke up in a hospital bed, groaning as the bright lights hit my eyes.

"Fuckkk..." I groaned, "Ah... fucking hurts..." I put my hands on my head and winced at the pain I got every time I moved. What did the fuck happen? All I remembered was me getting mad at Olivia, then driving... Oh wait, I got drunk after and drove. FUCK.

I sat up and looked for my phone, which was next on the bedside table, and next to the small lamp. I grabbed it and checked the time.

9:00 am

Ugh. A nurse burst through the door.

"Jonah, your girlfriend is here..." She quickly said.

"Don't FUCKING let her in!" I angrily shouted at her, "she's the b-bitch that-"

"Calm down, baby..." Olivia interrupted, as she walked through the doors, "you're just confused baby..."

"I'm not fucking confused!" I shot up but winced at the pain bolting through my body.

"Oh no, did he hit his head?" Olivia turned to the nurse and she shook her head, "poor thing..."

"Ugh..."

"Baby, Jonah, I have a video to show youu~"

"fuck off..."

"You WANT to see this video!!! I am SURE of it!" She insisted.

"Fine, only if you leave after..."

She smiled deviously. "ok"

Olivia pulled out her large phone from her back pocket and tapped on it with her long acrylic nails. tap. tap. tap. swipe. tap. tap. Then she turned her phone around to face me and clicked the play button.

It was showing Hunter face fucking Daniel... MY Daniel- I meant- I don't give a fuck... Cough...

"You're enemy was making out with the loser... You know HOW MUCH blackmail we have on him now? Hahahaha!" Olivia cackled, "unless..." she paused, "you're jealous that Hunter is basically shoving his tongue down loner boy's throat!"

"I-I'm not even gay..." I said, "never!"

"I never asked-"

"Oh, get your fucking ass out of here..."

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I was quickly let out of the hospital. I have minor injuries and just bruised my back. Apparently, I crashed my car into the hospital's parking lot, drunk. I guess that was convenient? I quickly made my way to the school, which was just a few blocks away from this small, low-end hospital.

Arriving at school, even if I was not supposed to, I quickly made it into class. French. This time I sat right next to Daniel's seat. I basically begged for his attention.

I saw Daniel walk up to me.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked, obviously annoyed, "s-sorry... Had a rough morning..." He added quickly.

"I'm sorry... for all the shit that I did..." I confessed, running my hand through my hair.

"o-oh.. i-i-ts f-fine really..." He stuttered. He went back to being shy. He finally sat down in his seat, between the window and me, and pulled out his things. I watched him as he took out his pencils out of his pencil case. He'd growl really quietly when his pencil wouldn't sharpen well, and he would lightly kick his desk when the paper doesn't go in his binder the way it should.

So cute.

He caught me staring, "W-why are y-you staring at m-m-me?" He pointed to me then himself.

Should I answer with a lie? or the truth...?

I'm sticking with the truth...

"Cause you're so... fucking... hot..."

Daniel looked at me with wide eyes and blushed a deep crimson red. After process what I had just said, he looked everywhere frantically as if he lost something important. "I-I-I-uh... Thanks?" He finally looked at me when he said: thanks. He turned around and continued doing some work that I rudely interrupted.

I shifted closer to him. I brushed my leg against his. Then he jerked his leg away. "Sorry, didn't mean to?" I said, sounding more like a question.

"I-it's fine..." He brought his leg back to where it was. Well, fuck if touch can kill. I'd be dead by now. This small amount of touch; HIS touch makes me melt... Imagine kissing him... Feeling him...

"Omg... Imagine having sex with him..." I whispered without even being aware.

"Dude," a feminine voice whispered, "what the fuck did you say?" The girl turned around. Alex Starr. Rich girl. "You'd fuck who?"

"N-nobody... Don't worry bout it!" I laughed it off.

"And by the way, you have a boner mister. Control your horny levels, and take care of that..." She said, sounding disappointed.

I looked down, well fuck, she was right...

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Howd yall enjoy this short chapter!!! i hope you liked it!!!