Too Late

Schools Out

It was safe to say that Gareth and you really liked having sex. I mean, it was constant. Whenever you got the chance you'd be having quickies, blow jobs, fingering, and then late at night when your parents were sleeping was when you'd make love. You loved the quick, scandalous fucks you'd have constantly, but those late nights where he'd hold your hand beside your head, kiss you tenderly, his thrusts slow and deep which had you both quietly panting and whimpering and trying to stay quiet... those were your favourites.

Today, well, today was the last day of school. It was hot, summer rounded the corner faster than expected, and everyone was a little hyper. You had rocked up to school early, like really early, to help with the senior prank. You and Gareth and Jeff and Grant and a couple of other kids were all in charge of mucking up the drama studio. You'd covered the place in streamers, toilet paper, sticky notes with stupid faces and phallic images scribbled on them, glitter, the tech kid set all the stage lights onto disco mode and Nu Shooz I Can't Wait playing on full volume on a permanent loop. It looked like a fucking rave. You'd mucked up the Hellfire table too, scribbling on it with metallic markers, silly images, stupid words, inside jokes, memories, your names. It was your legacy, and it was also fun to think about Eddie finding yours and Gareth's names next to each other, surrounded by hearts right at the head of the table, staring him down. After the room had officially been mucked up, you all clambered out into the halls, talking excitedly and making more mess. You met the other students and wandered around, looking at all the other destruction. There was still a good hour or so before teachers would start to arrive, the students were all adding their finishing touches. You all crowded out to the old gym wall behind the football field that was hidden away, the stoner corner. On that wall were hundreds of names, all the seniors of the past eight years, another wall on the other side of school was full to the brim with older ones. You all lined up and wrote your names before heading to the football field to hang before the teachers were due to arrive. You and Gareth were sitting on the grass together, he was between your legs, laying back onto your stomach whilst he talked with Jeff. You saw Chrissy sitting not too far over, and you offered her a little smile. She grinned at you with a big wave. You started to wave back, but her smile faltered and she turned back to her cheer squad. You looked over your shoulder to find Eddie. He wasn't even supposed to be here, he didn't pass again. You puffed, looking away from him and burying your nose in Gareth's hair.

"Hey-"

"Go away, Eddie." You didn't look up at him as you spoke.

Jeff and Gareth turned to look at him, Grant was standing beside him. Gareth glared at Grant.

"Sorry, he wanted to see you."

"Mm, who said we wanted to see him?" Gareth turned away.

"I just wanted to apologise-"

"You already did that once." You huffed, giving him a mean glare before snuggling back against your boyfriend, "Wasn't honest."

Eddie scoffed, "Fine. Don't listen then, but could you at least keep the fucking PDA to a minimum?" He waved his hands around, "Thinking about you with him is bad enough, I don't need to see it."

You slowly turned to him, "Eddie... I don't care about your feelings."

"Bull shit." He folded his arms, "Come on. Look, you know I can treat you bett-"

"Shut the fuck up." You glared at him.

"I know part of you still loves me, princess-"

"No-"

"You have to."

"I don't."

"Yeah, you do." He squatted down, getting in both your eyelines now and it made Gareth want to cry.