Friends Is All We'll Ever Be (boyxboy)

Chapter Thirty~Endings?

Recap-
Yesterday Alex got jealous when his friends kept talking abt Ms.Loraine and he ended up kissing Dylan in front of them to prove a point. Joseph immediately left without saying anything after Dylan and Alex kissed. Now it's the next day.
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Alexander's POV

"Where's Joseph?"

Dylan asks curiously when we had walked into the building and up to our friends. Minus Joey. They all avoid our gaze for a few seconds before Anthony finally decided to open his mouth and speak.

"We don't exactly know. When he walked into the school, he rushed right past us."

He answers lowly, slipping both his hands into his pocket while the girls looked anywhere but our faces. I bite down hard on the inside of my cheek and attempt to contain the somber fury surging throughout me. It was hard to believe that Joey actually started ignoring us because of what happened yesterday, but he was in fact disregarding our presence. Dylan voices out a vanquished "oh" and silently looks down at his feet.

"Well who cares,"

I say with a grin, all of them looking up at me as I sling an arm around Dylan's shoulder.

"If he wants to leave, then let him."

Anthony nods his head in agreement and gives a tight smile, the rest of them nodding theirs afterwards. The warning bell rings before any of us had the chance to say anything else, Dylan and I parting ways with our friends. My arm was still resting on his shoulders and I could feel him sigh.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing"

He tries to reassure, keeping quiet prior to his reply as we made it to Mr.Gibbs' class. I remove my arm and follow Dylan into the room, taking a seat next to him right in back of the class-deciding to ignore my uneasiness regarding his response. A smile tugs at his lips when I wrap an arm around his neck and pull him close, nothing our classmates weren't used to by now. But of course they took it just as a friendly love, having no idea that it was way more than that.

"I love you."

I whisper into his ear, grinning just as Dylan was. He was incomparable to other people in my eyes and I wouldn't prefer anybody other than him.

~*~

"So, who takes it up the ass?"

Maya questions us casually, innocently placing her chin in the palm of her hands while her elbows rested on the lunch table. Dylan chokes on his gum at her query which causes Anthony, who wasn't previously listening, to quickly look up from his phone in concern. Claire giggles and stares at the two of us, clearly engrossed in this topic since her eyes were practically glistening with curiosity and excitement.

"C'mon c'mon I wanna know."

Maya presses eagerly, slightly jumping up and down in her seat.

"Know what?" Tony asks, now intrigued. I just rest a hand on my cheek and stay quiet while they conversed.

"Nothi-"

"Who takes it up the ass."

Claire answers, cutting off Dylan's chance to lie. Our blonde haired friend laughs and shakes his head, looking back down at his phone after suggesting the girls to leave us alone. Of course, Maya and Claire did the complete opposite.

"Tell us."

"Yeah Dylan, tell them who takes it up the ass."

I smirk teasingly, his face turning a light shade of crimson red as he hits my stomach. The pair gasps simultaneously while I groan from the impact of my boyfriend's hit.