change me ✦ septiplier

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                                                              ☆  Sean/Jack's POV ☆

"so..whatcha guys wanna do until ken gets here?" i asked, felix shrugged. "ooo! let's lock felix in the bathroom and leave him there!" ryan suggested, excitedly. "fuck you too, cry." felix said. "you would," he giggled.

"you guys are nasty." i said, pretending to gag.  man, being the third wheel sucks. im surprised they're not dating, yet. literally, they flirt all the time but they're not dating.
i sat annoyed as the two giggled at another like 11 year olds sharing secrets.

i heard someone knock. thank god i thought i was gonna go crazy and try to drown myself in the sink. i ran downstairs and grabbed the knob and opened the door. "ken! thank god you're here." i said.  he grinned. "those fuckers were gonna drown myself in my sink." i sighed.

"eh, felix and ryan be a pain in the ass." "they are!" i said, he shook his head and i followed him upstairs. he hesitated at my closed bedroom door. "you guys better not be fucking eachother!" he yelled. "we arent, mom." i heard felix say from the other side of the door. ken opened the door.
ryan was sitting on felix's lap. hold the hell up-

"well, this is new." ken cleared his throat and coughed. "shut up, he dared me." ryan mumbled. "suuure." I teased. ryan glared at me. i sat across from them, ryan's face was red. felix was smirking. me and ken exchanged glances.
"whatcha guys wanna do?" i hummed. "i don't mind." ken responded. "oooo! let's prank call mark fischbac!" ryan said. "no." i said quickly.  "why? does jackaboy have a crush?" ryan cooed. ew, no thanks. "fuck that." i responded.

ken stared awkwardly at the floor. i didn't see it coming, a question ive always been asked. "jack, are you gay?
my eyes widened. "no!" i said. i felt like crying, i don't know why. "w-wait! im s-sorry." ryan mumbled, he climbed out of felix's lap and went over to me, he sat down and patted my back.

i covered my face. i dont know, i think im straight.  i dont know. why is it hard? why? i instantly felt tears leak from my eyes and down my cheeks. "im sorry, sean." ryan whispered. i didn't want to show my face. i wanted to hide. why was i crying? why am I scared? i felt anxious, i felt like something was gonna capture me.

"give him space, ryan." felix said. i then felt no presence next to me. i sniffled and wiped my eyes with my sleeves. "sorry, i don't know why i got so emotional." i forced a fake laugh.  they gave me worried looks. "okay..i'm sorry." ryan said, his voice was quiet, he was back in felix's lap

"it's okay." i said, it was silent for a while. "hey! let's play truth or dare." ken suggested, everyone was in for that. i really wasn't, but i said yes anyway. "cool, ill go first. ryan, truth or dare?" he asked. "ooh. dare." ryan smirked, confidently. ken grinned evilly at him. "i dare you to kiss felix." he replied, the brunette just stared at him. "fuck no!" ryan whined.

"it's a dare." ken said, "why?" ryan pouted. "do it." ken said, "fine." ryan grumbled, he got off of felix's  lap and faced the other male. he didn't make eye contact with him. i could tell he was nervous, his face was red. he then made contact with felix and went in for it, kissing him. felix kissed back. "ew!" i said childishly. "gah!" ryan said, he covered his face.

"was that your first kiss?" ken asked, "fuck you, ken. yes, yes it was." ryan said, his face still red. felix laughed and put his hand on ryan's shoulder. "okay..jack." ryan said, he made eye contact with me, shit.. i'm fucked.

"truth or dare, jackaboy?" he asked, "dare." i said, might as well do a dare, right? he laughed like maniac. "i dare you to text mark fischbac and flirt with him." i stared at him. "what the hell? im not gonna do that, why are you guys so obsessed with me and mark fischbac!?" i asked, ranting. "come on," ryan said. "no!!" i said, rejecting his stupid dare.

"come on, jack. if you don't ill text him and tell him you actually like him." i heard ken say, "hold up! where'd you get his number!?" i asked, i saw ken's face go pale. "uhm..i don't have his number." he said quickly. everyone stared at him and made him uncomfortable. "stop! okay fine, the truth is, we're actually friends. we just don't hang out." ken sighed.

i stood silent. "ill do your stupid dare, ryan." i groaned, i grabbed my phone and got his number from ken. i sighed as i pulled up the messages and typed in his number.

j: hiiii

m: who the hell is this?

j: jack mcloughlin. (;

m: mm. you're hot.

j: not as hot as you.

i hate ryan. why did i have to do this? this was the stupidest dare ever.

m: i bet you're body is nice too. pic?

j: nuh uh. i don't give pics first, honey.

someone kill me. i groaned in disgust. "i hate you." i mumbled to ryan, who was laughing his ass off at my reaction. why do my friends like to torture me?