When I got home I didn't tell my mum
I dont speak remember
But Jack made me...I dont know how but we talked for a long time. It was nice and comforting. I felt like I had someone I could really talk to. We agreed to go 3 days home together in a week because he still wanted to see his friends and obvs I'm not going to not allow him. He should talk to them...but that meant I was alone...I was used to it by now tho..I get time to think about the day and stuff so I'm chill.
The rest of the day kind of went by fast. The next day, Jack smiled at me..not to obviously and I done it back. I was having a good day until
THUMP
"Little wussy went to the washroom?"
It was Thompson
"I was here yesterday as well so...Why are you talking to me now"
"I DONT CARE. COME FINISH THIS. 1 V 1. NOW"
I was basically floating now by my collar again. Why. Honestly why.
"Look ok I never did it and I thought we ended this anyway." I told him
"I SAY WHEN WE FINISHED"
I bread running sounds. It was Jack. He looked worried. Petrified. But he wasn't going to make this obvious..I knew it.
"Oi man come on." He said casually
"I thought we talked about this situation"
"IM ANGRY" he retorted
"Come on dude," He forced his hand off my collar. "Let's go talk about this" he added..outing an arm over his shoulder and saying things that I couldn't hear.
The crowd went away, then Jack have me a wink and a reassuring smile. I just looked at him. Thankful. But..I really just wanted to hug him so bad. I think he wanted to because just before the bell rang..we swapped a hug. My eyes were a little teary but I didn't let it show..though I think he noticed..maybe..
