~8 weeks later~ John sat in the jail cell missing Paul. He didn't think he would get into so much trouble by just protecting his lover. He sat staring at the police officers wondering why this had to blow out of proportion. He didn't think he did wrong by hurting that guy. John had to protect Paul at all costs. John walked up to the bars and looked around for an officer until he spotted one. "Officer, just let me go. Can't ye find it in ye heart to let me go?" The officer stood in position, ignoring John's slurring words. He thought nothing of John but another criminal. But what he didn't know was that John had such a heart of gold. Especially for Paul who he had fell completely head over heels for. Meanwhile, Paul was at the flat scraping up the money that he had to bail John out. "Fuck! Why does this have to be happening???" Paul was frustrated at the situation. He was 20 weeks pregnant now and couldn't handle much stress. All he needed was to lie down and cuddle up to John. But knowing that he wasn't there made Paul feel unprotected. Alone in the world. On the other hand, he was determined to see John and as fast as possible. He looked everywhere in the flat for any sterlings and hopefully a lot of it. Throughout all the searching, he was still seen holding his precious stomach to protect his child. He felt that he would do that until the baby was born. He had found half of what he needed. He had to find a way to get the rest of the money. Fast. He didn't want it to come to this. He remembered that his mother Mary was saving up money for in case any of children needed it. It was 5,000 pound sterlings but all he needed was 2,000 more to bail John out. He was left frustrated and upset. "Hey Paul!" "Go Mike! Just go! Can't you see I'm trying to do something? Now get the fuck out!" Paul was furious. And mike left crying. Paul felt bad for what he did almost immediately and kicked over the lamp. He cried in his lap for what seemed like hours. He needed John to be there for him. He couldn't stand being alone anymore. He passed out on the bedroom floor. John was still in his jail cell. Waiting for an officer to let him out. "Guys. Now you're beginning to get very annoying. Let me out of this god damn cell, would ye? Don't act like I'm not here! Now get over here and let me out!" John kicked the bar, trying everything he could to break free. He even tried bending the bars but was impossible. He felt dumb afterwards too. He kicked everything over and fell onto the ground. He was left lying there, thinking of Paul. A few minutes later, an officer came with a tray of food. He slung it down into the ground and pushed it through to the other side where John was located. John jumped to the sound of it, being caught off guard. "Hey!" He jumped up leveling himself to the officer in front of him. "Let me out. Please." The officer turned to the other officer standing across the room and looked back to John. He began bursting out in laughter. "Calm down kid. We aren't your family. We are the police. We can't let you out of here." John hit the bars. "I got a boyfriend at home who is waiting for me! He's... he's carrying my fucking child for Christ's sake!" The officer stared at John for a quick moment and then began laughing again. "Good one kid. But don't joke about that. You'd have a messed up head if you thought that was true." John frowned. "What? What the hell do ye mean?" "What I mean.. is that, that wouldn't be normal. It couldn't even be possible. And to think that would be true. Well. Let's just say, you'd end up in the asylum across the street." He chuckled between his words. John ouches the wall. "Don't ye say that! Don't! It is true officer! Very true! He is pregnant! And he's human. I'm human! Just like ye officer! We are no different than ye! And you know what? You may think it's impossible but it isn't! He is full man but has a gene, officer. A special little gene." He held up hand to demonstrate. "And it caused him to be able to get pregnant! And you know what else? I shagged him! And voila! He became pregnant. Just like ye would ye girl." The Officer was left speechless. He didn't say a word as he walked away from the cell. The other office turning away from John in such disgust. But John didn't regret a thing. John shook his head and sat back down onto the bed. He pulled his hair from his head. He didn't know what to do. He kicked things over, cussed every few minutes. He was going crazy. Insane. Without Paul, he was would go crazy. And right now was proving that to be true. "Paul." He had his head rested onto the wall and sobbing. The officer turned back to see John in the act. "Faggot." John wiped away his tears and turned quickly towards the officer. "Excuse me?" The Officer turned back. "Hey. Ye gotta say something? Come over here and say it. Ye think you're cool saying that?" The officer held his middle finger up to John. But John laughed. He took the same action back to the officer. Jail was hell for both John and Paul. John was going to get out of that cell and he didn't care if he even had to hurt someone over it. He just wanted to hold Paul's precious body in his arms again to make him feel safe once more.

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Love isn't bad.
RomancePaul and John are In high school. Doing their own thing. Paul likes John but doesn't know if he likes him back. What will happen?