Mason's POV
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"FUCK LEO!" I scream as my fist collides with the wall. I let my tears flow freely down my cheeks, the scalding water from the shower burning my skin.
The sobs come crashing, taking over my body. Why is this kid fucking me up so bad?
I've lived here for six months, and ever since I set eyes on Leo, I haven't been thinking straight.
This boy is going to fuck me up. Well, he already has.
Once I've dealt with my meltdown, I turn off the shower and dress in my clothes for the day, even though it's only three in the morning.
I lay down on my bed, taking in shaky breaths. I begin the drift off, until I'm awakened by a soft knocking on my door.
"It's open." I mutter, my voice embarrassingly cracking towards the end.
My ma pokes her head through the door, offering a small smile before entering.
"I heard you crying. Are you alright?" she says softly, taking my large hand in her small one.
I nod and put on a fake smile. "I'm fine, just stubbed my toe."
She rolls her eyes.
"Mason, I wasn't born last night. I heard you say someone's name."
I inhale shakily as a tear falls down my cheek.
"Oh Mase," she coos, wrapping me in a hug.
Never did I think I would be sobbing into my ma's shoulder about a guy.
Of course, that guy had to be Leo Becker.
Screw Leo Becker. I hate him.
Stupid dipshit. He's fucking with my head.
Please, who I am kidding?
I don't hate him.
I never could.
Because I love him.
And I hate that I love him.
Because he's making me fucking insane.
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The Next Morning
Dark circles shade my eyes the next day.
Did I get any sleep?
Take a guess.
Exhausted, I stumble into math class, sitting down in my usual seat.
I lay my head in the desk, my hair unattractively cascading over my face in waves.
"What's with you?" my friend Carlos whispers from behind me.
I groan as a reply, and he chuckles.
"That bad huh?" I nod in response.
"Which boy's the problem this time?"
"Boys! Stop chattering!" the old bat screeches from her table.
"I'll tell you later." I mumble, laying my head back down.
Ms. Greenberg continues with the lesson, until the black haired boy in question walks in.
"Mr. Becker, you're very late."
"I know I know. Detention right?" he rolls his eyes and walks towards my desk.
He passes by me.
"What's good man?" Carlos quips as Leo sits down next to him.
Of course he didn't sit next to me.
I made our entire (albeit, nonexistent) relationship awkward.
Fuck me.
Not in that way though.
I'm nudged awake by my brunette friend, turning around to see him smirk.
"Sleeping beauty, it's time to go."
"Shut up dipshit."
I make my way to my locker, shoving my books in without organization.
"You're in a mood."
Sigh. I know that voice anywhere.
"Hannah Goodman, long time no see."
"It would've been longer if you didn't look like shit."
"Thanks for the kind words midget."
She punches me in the arm, glaring into my soul.
"I'm not a midget! I'm a full 5'2"!" she whines, making it even harder to take her seriously.
"And I'm 187 centimeters." I pat her head.
She rolls her eyes and groans.
"Damn you Europeans with your metric system."
"It's not that complicated. What did you even need me for anyway?"
The bell rings, signaling students to rush to the cafeteria.
"You're being a Debbie Downer. What's wrong?"
I chuckle at her slang.
"Nothing, uhm, just girl problems."
She bursts out laughing.
"The day you're into girls is the day I suck a dick."
"Eww Hannah." Hannah's girlfriend, Julie, says from behind her.
"See the height difference shorty?" I laugh, pointing out Julie's height of only being about an inch shorter than me.
Hannah stomps her foot, making her girlfriend laugh.
"Let's go babe." Julie grabs Hannah's hand and leads her to the lunchroom.
"Your friends are an odd species dude."
Leo.
I turn to look the boy in the eyes.
God, his eyes.
They're like the clearest ocean you've ever seen.
So pure and innocent.
Hell, I could change that innocence within a second.
Maybe more like ten minutes.
Depending on how far we-
Woah woah woah, get a grip Mason.
"I won't deny that they aren't weird." I chuckle, putting a hand on my hip.
"Do you want grab something to eat?"
I smile a nod.
"Sounds great."
YOU ARE READING
Never Letting Go
Teen Fiction"I can't make this decision on the spot! That's ridiculous!" Ben rolls his eyes and Mason sighs angrily. "You likes us both. We both like you. Just choose who you want." I curse and slam my hands on the table "Give me more time. Please." Ben groan...
