ᯓ★ turkish delight ͙͘͡★ || tiktok rizz party

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˚₊‧⁺˖ Blue Tie's POV ˖⁺‧₊

I was skipping class on monday. Depressed. Turkish Quandale Dingle's absence really took a toll on me. It was silent, and I hate silence. The battering feeling that he would never come back dawned on me with every unanswered text and call.

Sitting outside on the football pitch alone, I pulled my phone out from my pocket and went on tiktok to pass time. I stumbled across a livestream of a classroom. That kinda looks like our school...

Students were huddled around eachother in a noisy classroom trying to pull two boys away from each other. One was a buff,tall brown-haired boy, and the other was. Turkish Quandale Dingle?

'No.' I muttered softly, urgency coursing through my body.

I shot up and ran into the building to look for him as I hurdled through lockers and double doors.

As I burst into the scene, my heart dropped at the sight before me. There he was, my Turkish, crouched on the ground, while a towering figure stood over him, fist clenched. He looked so vulnerable and defeated, blood trickling down his forehead. I pushed past all the stupid, cowards who called themselves people crowding around the scene and braced myself for what I would do next.

My fists charged with rage, channelling all the hurt that fucker gave to my love, to my one and only before I lunged forward and attacked. With a swift motion I dragged all 6 ft of him to ground and smashed his face in. The cluster of people gasped and remarked as they took a step back.

I wasn't going to stop until he was dead.

Turkish lay next to him. I was too blacked out to notice him at all. Punch after punch after punch until my fist was a bloody mess. After a while I could see him lose consciousness, he could hardly fight back while my body grew more numb with adrenaline. I got up, out of breath and towered over him before swiftly kicking him in the ribs.

Everyone was watching me now. Watching us. The rumours were bad enough before, but they would get a whole lot worse.

Turkish got up slowly, looked me in the eyes and walked out of the room in silence.

The tension was so quick you could cut it with a knife, what had I just done? I was no bitch, though.

"Any of you bastards say another word about him, or me, or any of these stupid rumours, Y'all are gonna see me." I declared

I ran out to look for him, I wanted to know what happened. It wasn't long before I found him sitting in the football pitch outside, now pouring with rain.

"What the hell was that about, TQD?" I asked in the sweetest tone possible, genuinely concerned for my love.

"They all keep talking about it, about you and me, they all think they know."

"Ah, and he hates-"

"Hates guys who like guys." he said, cutting me off.

I exhaled sharply

"I don't like guys though." I walked closer

He looked perplexed, not knowing what I meant.

"I like a guy. Yeah, and I really like this guy too, I just beat some random up for him because I can't stand to see him hurt by anyone."

His eyes rolled. The rain thickened and poured heavier.

"I broke up with Jada that night, I tried to tell you but you weren't picking up your phone. I was ready to be with you for real this time." I continued, this time holding back tears as my voice became shaky.

"It was switched off." he replied softly with guilt on his face, signalling that he wanted to hear me out.

"It doesn't matter now. The game is over. Everyone thinks they know because they do know."

"So what does that mean?"

"It means I don't care anymore. It means- It means I want to be with you, actually."

Time froze, it was just me and him in this pouring rain. I came closer to him as I swooped his hair out of his face.

He winced in pain

"Sorry, babe" I whispered softly. Planting a kiss on the spot where it hurt.

We embraced, body to body. It was freezing at this point and we really should have gone inside. Neither of us cared. I was his and he was mine. Now I had to make it official.

I offered him my hand to hold as we ran back into school, side by side. This time, for the first time, we didn't let go when others saw us.

I paraded down the halls with my one and only Turkish on my arm without a care in the world. It felt nerve-wrackingly amazing but it surprised me that it took me this long.

Returning back to the classroom, as big as the flock of students were, I held his face close to mine as I locked lips with my lover for the world to see.

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