Chapter Twelve

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Nat's pov

I sat down boiling with anger. Why was Jason kissing him!? Why would Marc let him!?...were they dating?

Rather than listening to the teacher I was scribbling angrily in my class workbook trying to calm down. I paused realizing I drew Marc smiling.

I sighed and quickly erased it. Do I like Marc? I looked up and saw Mathieu walk in late. He handed his pass to the teacher and sat next to me. I quickly looked away not wanting to think about our kiss last night.

I couldn't possibly like Marc. That would mean I'm gay... well gay or bi. But I was disgusted by Mathieu's kiss. Well... not disgusted. That's mean. Just.... didn't like it.

But maybe a kiss with Marc will be different. "You going to talk to me?" Mathieu whispered glancing at me. I shrugged. "Why wouldn't I?" I replied hoping he wouldn't mention the kiss despite the seemingly open invitation to do so.

He shrugged and continued with his work.

During lunch I tried to get an opportunity to talk to Marc alone but he was always with Jason. I decided to go to his house after school.

When I knocked on the door guess who opened it... Jason. I rolled my eyes. "Why are you here?" I asked him.

"As his boyfriend I came along to get him home safe." Jason replied leaning against the door frame.

"Well as his best friend thats my job too." I snapped back emphasizing 'best friend'. Jason crossed his arms over his chest. "Best friend? Really? A best friend wouldn't have pushed him away for my brother. And a best friend wouldn't just want him back the second he moved on with someone else." Jason said sternly.

"He's on his way back. You should leave. You're only going to upset him." Jason said glancing behind himself. I didn't want to admit it but he was right so I just walked away.

Jason's pov

I closed the door behind Nathanial just as before Marc came down. "Who was that?" He asked me. I smilled and shook my head, "No one. Just some person ding dong ditching."

Why did I lie? I should've just told him.... I can't let my own emotions get in the way. I need to remember I'm doing this for Marc. If Nat is who he wants I'll help him get him....

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