change me ✦ septiplier

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          ♡ Sean/Jack's POV ♡   
"yeah and then he was like-" i gasped as i ran into someone. "hey, watch out you little fucker." the person scowled. i was taken aback as i realized who that jerk was. mark fischbac. "well, sorry!" i growled back.
he turned back and stared at me. "okay, you fucking piece of spinach." he got closer to me. shit. well, i don't know how to fight, so im fucked.
he got a evil look on his face and smirked at me. ew.
"i didn't know spinach looked so yummy-" "aye, fuck off." it was no other then my friend ryan, who was standing next to me, just silent a few minutes ago.

"who do you think you are?" mark said, "ryan." he said, "fuck off, would you, ryan?" "stop trying to fuck my friend." "why do you care?" "because i'm his friend." ryan said sassily. i glared at mark. i fucking hated his guts. "im not done with you." the fuckboy said, he glanced over at me.

"you good?" ryan asked," yeah. no harm done." i said. "ew, he tries to fuck everyone, i swear. he somehow found my insta one time and asked me for nudes." "ugh." i sighed, how can someone even be like that? "let's go. everyone is waiting for you in the cafeteria." he turned to me and said, i nodded. i followed him into the loud lunch room, leading me to a table with ken and felix.

i realized marzia wasn't there. "where's marzia?" i asked, "she's out of town, she's in Italy for her cousin's wedding." felix said, i nodded. ryan sat next to felix. "hey cry, i can make you cry my name." felix flirted playfully. "shut up, felix." ryan said, his face was red. i laughed.

"the fuckboy tried to fuck jack." ryan hummed, "really? not surprised. jack, you jinxed it." felix said, he grinned like an idiot. "how?" i gasped. "you said you'd fuck him and not adam levine." the swedish boy said. i rolled my eyes. ken was really quiet, surprisingly.

"hey, ken, you okay?" i asked, concerned. "what? oh hi, sean. i didn't realize you were here. i was daydreaming, sorry." he smiled. "nah, it's fine." i replied, i tapped my fingers on the table. "aren't you gonna eat?" ken asked me, "im still full from breakfast this morning." he nodded at me, "oh."

"who's house today?" "yours. we went to pewds yesterday." ryan responded to me, but his eyes were still focused on felix. "come on! blink!" he said, felix squinted his eyes. how the hell are we in high school? im convinced we're 3rd graders. "yes!" felix said, im guessing ryan blinked. the boy whined, and stuck out his bottom lip. "don't look at me! i'm mad." ryan said, crossing his arms and looking away from felix.

"you guys are children." ken spoke up, i nodded, agreeing with him. "but yeah, we can go to my house today. my folk are gonna be at work, anyway." "aww, miss. mcloughlin makes the best muffins. you should tell her to make some," felix said. "okay, i will." i said. hey, my mom makes the best muffins, really.

my mom used to make me muffins all the time back in athlone, they would always be on the counter in the kitchen and she would always have to scold me for trying to eat one before dinner. who could resist though? they were just so good.

"what are we gonna do at your house?" ken asked me. i shrugged, "we're gonna have a threesome-" "eww. no." i said, cutting felix off. he grinned and just laughed. "you guys are fucking perverted, i swear." i sighed. i felt the most mature out of all of them.

"jaaaaaack." ryan said, "what now?" i sighed. "do you have any gum?" he asked, making puppy eyes. "yeah." i said, i reaching into my pocket and took out my gum packet, i took out the silver rectangle and handed it to ryan. "thanks!" he said, i simply hummed in response. "mhm."

we kept talking until lunch was over, god. i love my friends. what would i do without them? even though they're fucking idiots, i love them. you know? they're my family.