Chapter 4

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**Xavier's P.O.V**

I couldn't believe my eyes. He was standing there. Alone using his phone in the bathroom. He was so cute. No Xavier you don't like guys! I told myself in my head. But I couldn't resist it. I need to have him. So I made a plan.

I walked towards him. I threatened him to tell me what happened between him and Zander. I knew something was up between them. There was beef between them two.

As he told me what happened I couldn't believe my ears. Him and Zander could have happened. I needed to stop it. I want Jax. And only me.

I leaned in and kissed him. What was suppose to be a pop kiss turned into a make out session. For the next three minutes we made out. Oh the feeling inside of me. I needed it again. As the bell rang Jax had the guts to ask me something. "What was that about?" I didn't like what he was asking he seemed to shocked at the moment. I needed to tell him in a private area. "Wait for me after school." I told him. He walked out before I did. The only reason I stayed behind was because I was way to happy for what happened.

As I entered the fine arts hall Zander stood there. He looked mad. Way to mad. He walked towards me. As he got closer he raised his fist. He got me by the shirt and began punching me. "You little son of a bitch. You kissed him didn't you!" He yelled as he punched my cheek over and over. "I have no idea what you are talking about Zander you know I like girls and not guys like you!" I said in a tone that had anger in it. The next punch he threw I had to return the favor. We started fighting.

After a while I heared people chanting us on. Then I heared that sweet voice of Jax. He told us to stop. Then I saw Victor on the other side of me. He chanted for me to keep fighting. But after all that. Victor got in to get Zander and Jax went in to get me. As Jax was going to get me Zander punched him knocking him out. I sat there in amazement.

"You stupid fucker! You knocked Jax out!" I told Zander. Victor raised his head and looked at me holding Jax's head. "And what are you doing to the turp. You should leave him there and not be holding his head because we got a new member in the group. Zander!" Victor responded. Everyone seemed happy. "Then if he is in I'm out!" I said standing up for myself. I was tired of having Victor pushing me around. "What did you say Xavier?!" Victor asked me. Everyone looked at me. I was going to make history in our grade. I was going to be the first to stand up to Victor. "You heared me! I'm out of the group! It's not just because of Jax but because I am tired of you pushing and bossing me around. And to be honest these past three years I've made decisions you wanted me to make! And you know what! I'm gay! And one reason I never came out was because of you! You stupid fucking jerk!" I told Victor. He looked in amazement. After a good minute of silence and starring at me and Victor. Everyone who was in the group started ganging up on Victor. He was a jerk. "You stupid mother fucking cunt!" Everyone started chanting.

**Jax's P.O.V**

I woke up in the nurses office. She turned and looked at me. "Sweety you alright? You got hit pretty bad m'ijo." Our nurse asked me. "Yeah what time is it miss?" I asked with the only thought and memory is of Xavier telling me to meet him up after school. "It's about to be 4 o'clock sweety." She responded in the sweetest voice ever. "Oh great were is my stuff?" The nurse pointed on the other side of the room. "Thanks miss. Oh and thank you for making me feel better." I said in a sweet tone. She is the nicest and sweetest person I've ever met. "Your welcome m'ijo!" She yelled out the door.

As I walked towards the door the bell had just rang. I walked towards the meeting place. "Hey you!" Xavier yelled across the front of the school. "Hey you!" I yelled back. He waved his hand so I could follow him. I ran across the grass.

We were at the spot they called the make out spot. But for some reason we were on the opposite side. "Umm. Were do I start." Xavier said as he scratched the back of his head. "Why don't we start with what happened in the restroom yeah?" I asked him. He nodded. He seemed so chill. Was he not worried that Victor would find him. "Well look I like you Jax. I know you're probably like eww I like girls and gays are nasty bro. But.." I cut him of before he could continue. I just pulled him closer and made out with him.

I love how his lips and mine are together. This is one of the feelings fucking Zander never gave me. "I like you too. Maybe we could see each other in private so you and Victor could still be friends." I answered. What he said was not what I expected. But why would he if I was the only reason he hit me. "But why Xavier?" I asked him still a little shocked. "He treated me like shit. And well I don't like that little fucker Zander. He hit you. And yes I know it was not his fault but after that he just stood there as happy as he could be after the punch." Xavier explained. Zander. Someone that wanted us to make up and become friends again. He is not right. "Yeah thanks for the heads up I umm.. gotta get home." I said almost crying in front of him. "Okay bye Jax." He said not wanting to look anywhere else but my eyes. I leaned in and kissed him. "Bye Xavier. I'll text you when..well if my parents agree to transfer me school. Okay. I'll text you so you can come over okay." I said rushing out of the area holding my face. This is were I knew it would lead if I didn't accept Zander apology.

I ran for who knows how long. I ended up crashing into a body I remember. He sounded familiar also. "You okay Jax." The familiar guy asked me. I looked at his face it was Zander. I slapped him as hard as I could. "You deserved that!" I yelled in anger at him. "Why? And oww"  Zander asked plus complained. "You stood there happy like a flower after you punched me and forget that apology you asked for. It is no. I don't forgive you!" I answered even more angry. "I hate you!" I yelled then ran away from the scene. "Your only damaging your self Jax!" Zander yelled from a distance that was to hard to hear him.

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