Late For French - (Fransykes)

Chapter 24

A/N: Hey lovelies, this chapter is sort of different from all the rest but I hope thats okay and you all still love it anyway. I'm not a huge fan of this chapter but whatever its finally done!

A little trigger warning here ~ self harm/violence 

I'm so tired and really need to go to bed, I haven't proof read this properly so any mistakes i'll clear up tomorrow x

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Oliver's POV

Walking through the empty school corridors when everybody was supposed to be in class was risky. I wasn't intentionally looking for trouble as I lurk the halls alone, I was originally sat in my usual spot behind the bike sheds but it started to rain which forced me to come inside.

I was supposed to be in Maths but the thought of having to sit next to Jona for an hour made my skin crawl, so I opted out of that suffering. I haven't attending maths class in quite some time but that was because of two reasons; one, I didn't want to interact with Jona in any way possible and two, I usually have Maths straight after French and I would always stay behind to fool around with my super hot boyfriend than learn stupid, boring algebra.

I haven't seen Josh since the weekend and after what we did together I haven't stopped smiling like that creepy Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. I mean, how could I not be? The weekend was perfect. Our first date, and then us taking the next step sexually, I mean it wasn't sex but it was as good as. I was feeling more confident around him and I managed to get in a couple more practice blowjobs after our heated shower session to.

My feelings were growing stronger for him every day and although I feel like a hopeless, silly teenage girl, I also feel like the happiest boy alive right now. I eagerly wanted to see him but he was currently teaching a class and I'd have to unfortunately wait until after lunch to see him properly.

Footsteps which weren't mine echo through the empty halls and I quickly turn around in panic to catch the culprit. I couldn't afford to get caught and get myself detention by anyone other than Josh, so I made a quick dash for it and snuck into the boy's bathroom on the ground floor.

I fall back against the door and let out a sigh of relief when the unknown teacher didn't follow me in here. That was close. I'd be pissed if I couldn't spend after school with Josh, that half an hour together was our time and I wouldn't let some pompous old windbag take that away from me.

I'm startled when a disturbing sob fills the silence of the boy's bathroom. I jump in fright, my hand falling over my chest as my heart pounds heavily against my ribcage. My eyes frantically search my surroundings but I'm met with no one but muffle sounds of sobbing. I obviously wasn't the only one in here.

Once recovered, I slowly creep further into the bathroom looking in every empty cubical I pass by until I reached the one on the end with the closed door. I hesitantly stop outside it and listen in carefully but all I hear is sobbing and some shuffling around. I'm curious but nervous. The person behind the door obviously didn't hear me come in here and I'm not sure whether it's a good idea or not to let my presence known to them. They clearly came in here because they were upset and wanted to avoid going to a teacher to discuss their problem.

My curiosity however, was getting the best of me. I had an hour to kill until lunch so I may as well see if this person wanted to talk or whatever. I took a couple of steps back and bend down to glance underneath the cubical door to see if I could identify the student.

My eyes come into contact with a pair of black school shoes and fresh droplets of blood marking the grey concrete floor. Shit.

I quickly stand back up and contemplated my next move. I mean, it could just be a nose bleed for all I know but something told me I had to get a proper look for myself just to be sure.