𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒; 𝘑𝘠𝘈𝘛𝘛

ch. 30

warning: lots of swearing :)

chapter 30 already wtf

recap: "okay." wyatt whispered cautiously. "so, um, what are we gonna do?"

daniel smiled at him. "you'll see."

— an hour later —

"dude, you look so fucking weird." corbyn pointed at wyatt, laughing. they'd all gotten high.

"have you seen yourself? you look like miley cyrus." wyatt wheezed, holding onto his stomach.

jack snorted. "you guys sound like spongebob and that green penis guy."

everyone started giggling.

"hey, hey, hey." jonah say up. "did you know that 1% of all women can achieve full orgasm just by stimulating their breasts?"

"jonah, what the fuck?" corbyn began crying of laughter.

"you wanna know something?" jack asked everyone, and they nodded. "i wanna be a porn star. but, like, not just any porn star. one of those—"

"don't fuck my puppy." daniel started crying into jonah's chest. jonah simply rubbed his back to comfort him.

"no, no. i wanna fuck people. like guys. guys are great. especially to fuck. i've never fucked a guy. it must be great."

"agreed." corbyn said sleepily, resting his head on jack's shoulder.

"hey! wake the fuck up!" jonah stood up, pulling sobbing daniel up with him. "we still need to jump off a cliff."

"you make it sound so fucked up." corbyn rubbed his eyes as he got on his feet.

jack and wyatt were the last ones to get up.

"guys, i think i just got a boner." jack groaned as he followed them.

"that's not our problem." jonah shrugged.

— half an hour later —

"whoo-hoo!" corbyn exclaimed, being the first to jump off the cliff, into the water.

"fuck me side-ways!" jonah screamed, following corbyn.

jack leapt off straight after. "yeet!"

daniel stared down at the water, then looked at wyatt. "you wanna go first?"

"sure, why not." wyatt smiled and jumped off. then daniel.

they landed with a heavy splash. everyone cheered, flicking water at each other.

"shit!" corbyn yelled. "shit, shit, shit."

"what's your problem?" jonah asked after giving daniel a piggy-back ride.

corbyn pulled out his phone from his pocket. "uh, this."

"you're fucked."

"at least i'm not still a virgin." corbyn mumbled, loud enough for everyone to hear. everyone 'oooh'ed.

"and who said i was a virgin?" jonah raised an eyebrow.

"you look it."

daniel's eyes widened. jack and wyatt were trying to stop themselves from giggling but failed.

"how can someone look like a virgin—i—" jonah said, confused.

"well, you're so uptight. you're just like clay jensen from 13 reasons why."

"is that supposed to be an insult? because, he's kinda hot—"

"oh my god." corbyn snorted.

"i thought you were into blonde guys." daniel spoke, and jonah glared at him.

jonah was closest to daniel out of the other guys. jonah told daniel something he hadn't told anyone else, since, well, he didn't trust anyone else.

the secret is probably obvious by now.

"well, um—" daniel started, not sure what to say. "have you seen the finale of 13 reasons why?"

"fuck yeah. it's screwed up, man. remember how tyler—"

"dude, i haven't seen it yet. don't spoil it." corbyn cut jonah off.

everyone except wyatt was having a conversation. wyatt's arms grew tired from swimming in the same spot, so he rested, sinking. their voices faded out and everything was blurry. he felt at peace.

he didn't realise how long he had been underwater, until he felt someone's arms pull him up. as soon as his head was above the water, he was gasping for air, coughing.

"holy fuck, dude! you scared the shit outta me!" jack held him up.

"sorry, sorry." wyatt panted, getting out of jack's grip.

"what were you doing?" jack frowned.

"i don't know. nothing. it was nothing."

— 9am —

"i'm so fucked. jess is gonna be so pissed at me for coming back in the morning again." jonah sighed while daniel walked him to the front door.

"it'll be okay. she just worries, is all." daniel smiled at him as they stopped at the door. "it's a good thing. it means she cares about you."

jonah nodded. "i guess."

"sleep well, j. see you tomorrow." daniel hugged him before leaving. he was always the affectionate type.

"you too. see you." jonah waved, and entered the house. he closed the door behind himself and immediately got screamed at.

"where the fuck have you been? oh my god, jonah! this is, like, the billionth time now!" jessica, his sister, threw her hands up.

jonah rolled his eyes, walking to his room.

"what are you doing? don't walk away from me when i'm talking to you!" jess followed him, making sure to stomp her feet. "this is always happening. i can't take care of you if all you're going to do is do drugs and disappear 24/7! it's tiring! i'm waiting up until fucking 9 in the morning, praying that you'll actually get home! drugs, and—and alcohol, and boys—its all trouble! trouble, trouble, trouble! and corbyn, he—i can't even begin to explain—"

"what about corbyn, huh? what's so fucking terrible about him? i don't understand, jess! you're always bringing him into this, saying he's a terrible person with a terrible past. you're so fucking dramatic! have you seen me? i was abused! was corbyn? no! the only bad shit that's happened to him is he doesn't know who his father is. how is that a bad influence? i—i don't get you, jess! it makes no fucking sense!"

"just go to your room." jess shook her head, sitting on the couch.

"no, i want to know—"

"go to your fucking room, jonah!"

jonah rolled his eyes and stormed into his room, slamming the door. he threw stuff around and broke everything in sight. he yelled out in exasperation, then sat on his bed, holding his head in his hands. he hated her.

wow i'm so active😫👊

i feel like no one actually acts gay in this book like james charles gay yknow and it makes me sad oml i disappoint myself

25 swear words. wow.

yes i counted.

also shoutout to Harry_Potter010 bc his books are amazing you should check them out whoop