My history boy ❤️ (y/n POV)

Chapter four

D POV:

My baby walked out on me. "Y/N! Y/N!" I hear high heels walking down the hallway- it was a teacher. "You... forgot your... homework!" I yell quickly to cover up the fact that I was screaming my students name.

"Everything good?" The teacher asks, I still don't know who it is.

Then I see him. I finally realize who "C<3" was.

It was Christie.

I stomp out into the hallway and see if it was really him, and it was.

I run over to him, and bite his wrist.

"AHHH!" He yelps.

I grab his glasses and throw them on the floor. I get him down to the ground and begin to punch him in his face.

"I. HATE. YOU!!!" I scream.

I grab his nose and twist it to the right. He then grabs me and flips me over. This is what I imagine my time with y/n would be, but these are unholy thoughts, and I have to get them out of my head. Christie punches my throat but misses and hits my double chin. I grab him and flip him back over, so I am on top of him again. I am not gay.

"WHY ARE YOU DOING-" He tries to speak but I cut him off. I slam his head into the lockers and he says nothing else. He is conscious, but doesn't say anything. His phone lights up and I see that it's from y/n.

My heart breaks when I see it.