Bromance Gone Wrong

English

Dylan POV:
I was in english class and the teacher was explaining something to us. I didn't really take it into consideration, since I don't really like him that much. I was starting to zone out to the music in my ears when all of a sudden I hear him yell out my name. He is asking me a question about what he was talking about. I quickly respond with something I breifly heard him say. I was getting ready to pack my things when he smiled and said good job. I must have actually subconsciously heard what he was saying. I get a tap on the shoulder and turn around to see Alex.
"Good save dummy," he giggles.
"Thanks haha," I laugh.
"Alright, we are going to be getting into pairs for this assignment," the teacher explains "I will be pairing you and these have been randomly chosen by a spinning wheel, so dont blame me."
"Ravi and Poppy, Max and Jessie, Jimmy and Jackson," the teacher continues "and lastly Dylan and Alex, now get to work."
Yes! Alex and I are together, this assignment is going to be easy.
I stand from my chair and walk over towards Alex who has a massive smile on his face.
"Dude, this assignment is going to be bangin," I say excitedly.
"I know right, finally an assignment i might not fail," he cheers.
Although I'm super into sports, I'm also actually quite smart. So is Alex, he just has a bit of trouble with organisation.
"I'll go get us some the paper," I say as I rise from my chair.
"Thanks babe," Alex whispers quietly.
I freeze and look around as if anyone heard him, nobody is paying attention, thank god. Alex sees me react this way and his big smile suddenly turns to a frown. Why would he do that? He knows that I want to keep it a secret? What is wrong with him? Now he is going to make it seem like it's my fault of course. I suddenly really don't want to do this assignment.

Alex's POV:
Oh great, I said one little thing and Dylan has gone into berserker panic mode. It's been like this ever since we started dating. Sometimes we would even be talking over the phone and I would say something cutesy and he would freak out. It's really starting to get on my nerves. I completely understand that he is scared to come out to people, but that shouldn't mean that I can't act like his boyfriend a little, right? I feel my smile fade into a frown and I turn away to see Jackson and Jimmy arguing about something.
"I think that sport is completely pointless and it shouldn't be compulsory!" Jimmy exclaims.
Jackson argues, "That is single handedly, the most stupid arguement I have ever heard, sport is fucking awesome!"
"Oh yeah, why is it so good then?" Jimmy questions.
"Well, without sport we wouldn't be fit and we would all end up like fag slobs, like Dylan!" Jackson responds.
"I mean, I disagree with everything other than the Dylan part haha," Jimmy chuckles. They fist bump and get back to what I'm assuming is their project about sport. Obviously Jimmy has some doubts about it, but Jackson is a very convincing man. If I took anything away from what just happened it's that, we should be able to talk about how we feel about things. If I feel comfortable with Dylan I should be able to talk to him like I want to. If he doesn't learn to accept that. Then it's his loss. Dylan returns to our desk and tells me to meet him in the bathroom and exits the classroom. I ask the teacher if I can go to the bathroom. I expect a no but fortunately i get a yes. As I'm making my way towards the bathroom I start to feel really anxious. I feel like something bad is going to happen. I walk into the bathroom and I see Dylan standing over the sink again. This time to bathroom has  a dark atmosphere to it and I start to feel scared. I walk up to him and poke him in the back. He turns around with anger in his eyes.
"You need to cut it out!" He yells.
"What? What are you on about?" I question.
"Stop talking to me like we are open about our relationship!" He screams in reply.
"I should be allowed to talk to.my boyfriend like that Dylan, besides, not everyone is listening to use you fuckwit!" I exclaim.
"Why are you being so determined about this, lately you've started to grow to much of an opinion and its ticking me off!" He says angrily.
"Me, to much of an opinion, you wont even let me call you "babe" on our private phone calls but im opinionated!" I yell.
"Why have you become so frustrating, you used to be easy to talk to," he explains.
"Ugh, Dylan, I can't deal with this conversation right now, we have an assignment to do," I say as I turn to leave. As i reach for the door Dylan grabs my hand. He is holding onto it so hard I feel as if it could fall off.
"Dylan! Let go! Your hurting my arm!" I scream.
"No! You are staying here and we are going to talk about this," He yells aggressively.
"What is wrong with you! Let go of my arm you psycho!" I plead.
All of a sudden the grip on my arm loosens and I see Dylan step back from me.
"A-ale-," he stutters.
"Don't talk to me anymore, we're done," I say as i run out of the bathroom.
When i get back to class I search for Maggie. I finally find her and ask her if she wants to swap with me in partners. She agrees as her and Dylan are close. I walk over and ask the teacher if I can swap partners. He questions me but with a few fibs I am able to get him to allow it. I take my place next to Taylor, my new partner and explain the situation. She understands and seems pumped to work together. I wished I'd never have to see Dylan again after what he pulled, but unfortunately that is not a possible reality. He doesn't show up for the rest of class and I'm not surprised.