You Could Call It 'LOVE'

-The break-

LITTLE NOTE: So uhm, me and my friend made this to expose our hate of some guys in our classes, so this is entirely fiction and just us being weird. Neither of us are amazing writers or experienced, so please give us any tips you can! Anyways, hope you enjoy this!!

"WAIT! Why are you ignoring me? I didn't do anything." Jackson said, reaching out grabbing Ethan's hand before he could storm away.

"You know what you did." Ethan said, still facing away from Jackson, trying his best not to show his face. He tried his best to ignore him. To not think about him. To not react. But it was no use. Jackson's soft gaze was like the sun smiling down on you on a perfect day. You just can't ignore it. He was like a cool breeze on the beach. He was like the leaves of a tree rustling in the wind on a fall morning.

"I seriously don't." Jackson said, concerned, his grip still tight, yet gentle on Ethan's wrist. He wasn't gonna let go until this was solved. Ethan shut his eyes.

"You..." he bit his lip, it pained his extremely large ego to accept defeat.

"You rejected me..." Ethan finally managed to get out of his mouth. A rush of some sort of relief hitting him.

Ethan opened his eyes slowly, his gaze shifting to Jackson, who brushed a piece of hair away from his face.

"'I never rejected you. I would never reject...you." Jackson whispered, making Ethan's face burn a bright red color.

"Then..why did you look at him? Why did you smile at him? Why did you whisper sweet nothings into his ears?" Ethan replied, exasperatedly.

"I...it was a mistake..you know I love you, and only you!" Jackson pleaded, almost as if he was convincing himself.

Ethan could sense the hesitation in his body language, the way he looked uncomfortably at him...it wasn't like before. It seemed the once held love in those eyes were now looking at someone else. "I guess this is the last of us now. Goodbye, Jackson."

Jackson knew he lost someone important to him, but he couldn't help the feelings he felt for Finn. It was undeniable, like a bitter aftertaste of a once sweet fruit.

Ethan smacked his hand away. Unable to look him in the eye anymore. He wanted to believe Jackson. He wanted to take his word for it. He wanted to fall for his trap. He wanted to pretend he didn't know what happened and blindly trust him...but he couldn't. He couldn't fake forgiving him. He couldn't get himself to look him in the eye and not imagine what could've happened between them. He couldn't pretend to not see the love Jackson was feeling...for Finn. Not for Ethan...for Finn.

Ethan walked away, his eyes looking at the ground. Rage growing each second. How could he do this? They shared feelings for each other since they were just in elementary school! Tears were already starting to stream down his face when suddenly a tall figure towered before him.

Sean glanced down, feeling lost from all that he had experienced in the past few minutes, but the sight he saw in front of him was enough to push all that away. His eyebrows shot up as he looked at the tears streaming down the face of the boy in front of him, his eyes wide and glassy, his lips pouted. His name was..."Ethan?"

Ethan's eyes only widened further as he heard his name being called. Looking up frantically, he caught the eyes of the figure in front of him. Those calm blueish gray eyes looked down at him, almost entrancing him enough to forget everything that happened that day. "Uhm— sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going-"

"No no, that's alright! I wasn't either. Are you..alright?" Sean asked, subtly mentioning the state of Ethan.

Ethan, remained of his painful feelings, somehow managed to nod his head.

"Yup." He said, attempting a normal voice, but still somehow managing to make it sound shaken. And definitely not ok.

"Did I hurt you when you bumped into me?" Sean asked, with a concerned face. From his point of view, it seemed like Ethan was crying because of when they bumped into each other.

Ethan looked up at Sean. There was no use in lying any way. He was done with everything.

"I just..went through a bad..friendship breakup, lets say."

Sean looked down at him, feeling bad for him. But before he could even reply, he felt somebody push past him and all of a sudden, all gravity was lost. He toppled over, falling on top of Ethan, trying to level his body weight. Sean's hand in reflex wrapped around Ethan's waist. It was as if time slowed down for a split second, both of them holding of for support, which eventually lead to them falling on top of eachother.

Ethan shut his eyes as he felt a weight on top of him. He braced for impact, waiting for the pain...which never came? Sean's hand was beneath his head, supporting it so he didnt crack his skull or something. Before he could thank him though, he felt a warm sensation on his lips. Ethans eyes widened wider than he ever thought they could. Were their lips really touching? Did he just lose his first kiss to a guy he met 30 seconds ago?

Sean struggled to push himself off of the boy. The soft lips that touched his own seemed almost addicting, as he couldn't help but want more. After a little more struggling, Sean finally pulled himself up, slowly removing his hands from around Ethans waist and underneath his head. After getting up and dusting himself off, he helped Ethan get up aswell.

"Uhm....so.." Sean began, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, not knowing what to say. Noticing his hesitation, Ethan shuffled backward, red with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, feeling his heartbeat quicken

"are you single?" Sean let out, before he could stop himself. He covered his mouth with his hand, turning red in the face with the embarrassing question he just asked. "You don't have to answer that...sorry-"

"yes...I'm single." Ethan replied, feeling his face get hotter and redder. Why did he reply to him? And why was he slightly..happy about this?

But as the both of them stared at each other, not knowing what to say,

An unwanted figure was peering over at them, snapping a picture of the 'perfect' scene in front of him.