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Time skip to 5pm Friday night
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POV Jack.

Okay. I Showered, I cleaned the livingroom, I styled my hair and I prepared some food. Now I just gotta get dres-

**Insert Doorbell Sound**

What the f?
I open the door and in front of me stands... Vera.

"Hey what are you doing here?"

"Hello?! You are my boyfriend?  I want to see you?"

"Well too bad I gotta get ready. Dean will be coming over."

"Ewww the fag?"

"Dont call hi- I mean yeah the fag. Its gross I know but we gotta do a projekt. I am even scared to sit next to him. Disgusting."

"Yeah my words. We don't want him turn you gay now, do we? Can we at least talk?"

"Im sorry but I really gotta get ready. I need to throw on a shirt. "

"Ohhh but I like your muscles..."

She slowly guides her hand down my chest and stopt right at the bound of my sweatpants.

"But you dont want him to see that or he'll think I want to have sex with him."

"Oh...Right I will go then. See you soon babe. Love you. "

With a last kiss she strolls of and as soon as she turns around the corner I close the door and sigh. Fuck. Good thing Dean wasnt here when she said that. I would never call someone as cute as him a fag. Wait-... Cute?! NU-UH.

POV Dean

What? Does he really mean all that?
I was just walking down the road to get to Starbucks but stopped behind a fence because I saw Jack and Vera talking. Well... no I mainly stopped bc Jack was shirtless.
He said I was disgusting and he didn't want to sit next to me.
I feel a single tear roll down my cheek but I quickly wipe it away.
I don't have the energy to go to Starbucks so I turn back and walk home. Tonight will be fun.

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Time skip to 6pm Friday night
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POV back to Jack

I spent the last 60 minutes just sitting on the kitchen counter and doing nothing. Like yeah I was breathing but I didn't move a muscle all I could hear was the chirping of the birds outside my window and my heavy breathing.
At exactly 6:00 My doorbell rings. I take a minute but jump up and skip to open the door.

"Hey Howard."

"Hey Dean" I sing

"You seem happy." He states.

"I am"

"Why? I mean it obviously isnt because of me"

"What?"

Oh no.

"Well for once... you called me disgusting, you said you didn't want to sit next to me and you called me a fag."

"No, Dean wait. I didn't mean that. I dont think your disgust-"

"Shut up, Jack. I get it. You don't like me. I respect that. But you don't have to lie to me."

"I didn't l-"

"I said shut up!" He yelled.

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