Why am I here? (klance highschool au)

Chapter Twenty-four

I feel like this story is dying and there is no use of even writing it anymore. Hardly anyone ever reads it or even looks at it. Does that mean I'm going to quit writing it? Hell to the no.
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I've worn Lance's jacket all day, admiring the way how it smelled like him. To my surprise, he never said a word about it. Kind of.

School was over for the day, and I rode my motorcycle here. And Lance is also coming home with me. It's going to be a cold ride. All this meaning that I'm going to have to give him back his jacket.

"Keith, I don't want to freeze to death on the way to your house. I'll give it back to you once we are there if that makes you feel better." Lance said, shiving a little as wind blew through the trees into the shady spot where we stood.

I couldn't stand him looking like that so I instantly gave him his jacket, wrapping it around him weirdly. Of course I'm not going to let him be cold, that's cruel.

"You can keep you dumb jacket." I told him, sticking out my tongue in a joking manner. "You owe me some cuddles now though." I said walking off in the direction where I was parked.

"If it will make you feel better, especially after today, I would do anything." Lance said, taking me hand into his.

With that comment, I just looked off to the side, feeling guilty. What do I have to give him? Nothing? He's so much more then I will ever be.

"Let go." I simply reply with, dragging him over to where my motorcycle sat.

Once we were both on, and had our helmets on, I was speeding out of the school yard, not recommended, and was heading home. Like usually though, Lance was clinging to me like he would fly off of he didn't. I'm not complaining though. It's nice to feel like the brave one for once.

As the house started to come into view, and we were pulling in, Lance made sure he was off as soon as possible.

"Why can't you obey the speed limit like a normal person?" Lance asked, holding his hand over his heart dramatically, like he was dying.

"Lance, you off all people should know that I'm not normal." I said bluntly and he just shrugged in agreement. "Besides, that would take all the fun out it." I continue walking with a grin on my face.

"Me and you have very different definitions of fun." Lance said in a very dramatic tone.

All of our conversations came to an end when we walked in and found both Adam and Shiro sitting at the table, not looking so happy.

"You two are home early. What's going on?" I ask them as we set out stuff down on the couch of the living room.

"The school has contacted me, and had a conference with Adam, and they were saying that there has been a lot of things happening at school here lately. They mainly said that there was a lot of things going around about what a student said on media. Now the school is trying to blame that on us, by telling us we are bad parents." Shiro says, rubbing Adam's back soothingly.

My eyes go wide as I realize what's going on. So they know that some sick asshole is trying to make me look like a whore, and worst of all, they blame it on them. That is just crossing the line.

"Principle Alfor said that he wanted to have a personal conversation about what is going on, and he wants Lance there too. He said that what happens next will be decided after that." Adam explained, keeping his head held in his hands.

"What in the living fuck? No, I'm not going that. All my life drama has nothing to do with you two or how you have raised me. It also has nothing to do with them. If they want to learn my life story, they can do it on their own accord, but I'm not letting them fuck up anything else in my life, nor my family. I'll be in my room" I flat out tell them. I grab Lance's hand, a long with our bags that had been dropped on the couch, and head upstairs.