Fixing Broken Hearts

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Warnings:
-Obsessive sexual behaviour (no details)

Clay's POV

'Yeah, I know I couldn't participate last week either, but I'm genuinely not excited about it either. You know how much I love PE class, I'm not skipping on purpose,' I tried, but my PE teacher sighed.

'Clay, you've missed so many classes the past few weeks. If you don't participate, I'm going to have to mark you as absent,' he replied.

'What, why? I'm right here, I'm not absent and I'll just get detention if you mark me that. I promise, I'll try to be there next week, but I didn't make up these bruises. I was climbing a tree and hit my head when I fell down.'

'I'm sorry, Clay, but I can't do this again. It's not because you skipped twice in a row, but because you've skipped eleven classes in a few months. I can lose my job if they figure out I'm acting like you're in class while you're not. I need to see a note from your parents or else I won't be able to mark you as present.'

'But I'll be here...' I stumbled. 'Whatever, thank you for your amazing help.'

I turned around and groaned as I walked to the changing room. George looked up at me as I came in and frowned. 'What's up?'

'That dickhead isn't allowing me to leave,' I scoffed. 'He'll mark me as absent if I do, because he can lose his job if he doesn't.'

'Isn't that kind of sexist?' George asked with a shrug. 'He's letting all of the girls skip when they are on their period and you fell and injured yourself, but he doesn't seem to care.'

'Tell me about it,' I grumbled. 'He wants a note from my parents. As if they care enough about PE class to write a whole absent note.'

'I get that some people skip class because they hate PE, but isn't it obvious you love PE?' Sapnap questioned as he looked around the classroom. 'You're really competitive.'

I shrugged and sat back on the bench. 'I don't have my PE clothes anyway, so I can better just actually skip. I'm getting punished either way, I'm not just going to sit here to be punished for something I didn't do.'

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I decided to text my girlfriend, Isabella, to meet up while I was skipping class and she agreed straight away. I was standing in the bathroom, where she told me to go to for something I wasn't really in the mood for.

At the same time, I just wanted to forget my pain from this morning, and agreed. I looked up when I saw Isabella walk in the guy's bathroom with a smirk on her face. 'Hi, baby.'

'Hi,' I replied shortly. I pulled her into the furthest stall in the row and locked the door behind us. 'Sure you don't mind skipping for this.'

She chuckled and shook her head as I grabbed my bag and lifted up a condom from the front of it. 'You should start using birth control,' I joked. She rolled her eyes at me and let me open the package as she started to kiss my neck.

Without any love involved, I pushed my pants down and waited for her to lift her skirt and pull off her underwear. We didn't say anything else as we started kissing, starting something that was supposed to be full of love, yet instead, became something to forget and satisfy my feelings with.

'Shh, don't make noise,' I shushed Isabella, holding my hand on her mouth.

'Then don't be so good at this,' she murmured, making me push my hand under her shirt. I began to kiss her to keep her quiet and moved my hips at the same time, no sense of shame or fear to get caught.

Yet, I would have loved to have some of that fear as we heard a knock on the door. I was panting softly and broke the kiss, trying to stay as quiet as we both could.

'Get out of that stall, I know what you're doing,' we heard a voice from an older man.

We both stayed quiet, until we heard him slowly walk off again. I grinned and looked at Isabella rolling her eyes. 'Just continue, it felt so good.'

I did what she asked me to and continue until we both finished, sitting down on the toilet seat to catch my breath. 'Alright, I guess I'll go out first...'

She shook her head and sat down on my lap, trying to raise my shirt. I pushed it down straight away and tried to distract her by laying my hand close to her crotch.

'Let me see all of you,' she begged, but I shook my head and grabbed her hand so she would stay off my shirt.

'We have to get out of here before anyone sees us,' I said as I stood up and pulled up my pants, throwing away the used condom. 'I don't want to get in even more trouble.'

I opened the door when she dressed up as well and stepped outside, but then I realised the man, who appeared to be the principal, had never left the bathroom. He glared at both of us and scoffed.

'To my office, right now!' he exclaimed angrily. 'These things are absolutely not allowed in my school and it seems like BOTH of you are skipping class as well! These teenagers these days, you have absolutely no idea of how life works. You're throwing your life away without realising it.'

'Alright, sir, at least we have an active love life and you're probably still married to your own television because you have no one in your lonely life,' Isabella said with a vicious grin.

I glared at her because being rude would only make our punishment worse. Unfortunately, that was already too late and we were basically pushed outside of the bathroom.

'I don't need you in my office. You'll both get one hour of detention every day for the upcoming week. I want you to work on an essay about teen pregnancy, STDs and other unsafe sexual behaviour to realise what the consequences can be of such actions. I want it on my desk at the end of this week!'

'No way, that's child abuse,' Isabella scoffed.

I turned my eyes to the ground and saw the principal's face change when I glanced up for a second.

'You both have absolutely no clue what actual child abuse is and don't you ever make a joke about that again!' he exclaimed. 'Hurry, I don't have all day for people like you.'

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