Flynn P.O.V:
Oliver sat on my bed tapping his heel on the floor. "So, you're telling me that that 'figure' you've been seeing all day was that idiot, Hayden?"
I nodded, folding my arms. "I don't know what to do about it myself-"
"Maybe he's the one who's obsessed with you- We should go talk to him," Oliver stood up, his vein popping out of his temple.
"No," I stood in front of him. "You need to calm down-
"I just wanna talk to him." He walked past me.
I sighed and followed him.
He opened the door and we started walking down the hallway.
Oliver stared at his phone then he froze. "He's with Toby and the others. They're at the frat house."
"Alright," I shrugged. "Guess we can't go-"
"Where are your keys?"
"We're not going over there-"
"Why not?" He shouted at me.
I flinched then I furrowed my brows at him. I had never seen him so angry. He wasn't the fighting type. Not before December.
He looked at my hip then he stuffed his hand into my pocket.
I quickly pushed him off of me but he already had the keys. "What is wrong with you?"
He ignored me and started walking down the hallway.
I followed him beginning to realize who I had become. In highschool, I was the 'jock', the kid who teachers hated and girls liked and guys wanted to be. I wasn't hot. My face wasn't perfect. But I worked out and played sports and I had so much confidence that only Harley could withstand my charm.
But now...I had become any other kid. I had switched places with Oliver, becoming the boy vulnerable enough to think he was in love with his best friend; vulnerable enough to be pushed around by that friend who would've been to afraid to touch me last September. That was why Rachel could call me cute. Because I had become just that. I was skinny and quiet and a good listener. I didn't have my charm with girls, not that that was good, but I lacked confidence. I didn't see myself as worth something anymore.
I got into the car with Oliver afraid to tell him that we should turn back. I wanted to demand that we get out of the car but I was afraid he would push me like he had pushed me off of his bed. I was afraid that I would feel a numbing pain in my arms like I did when I had hit the floor. I was afraid of the marks that would come up on my arm if he had grabbed me again. The burning from the squeeze.
We drove to the frat house and Oliver parked the car.
He got out and walked over to my trunk. Then he popped it open and grabbed my bat.
That was when I decided to speak up. "Oliver," I grabbed the bat," this is a very bad idea. We should go-"
He looked at me. "Are you seriously going to tell me that you're okay with that English prick following us like he did?"
I furrowed my brows. "That was really disrespectful-"
"He called you a queer." He shook his head and yanked the bat out of my hand, hurting my wrist.
"Ouch," I hissed and held it in shock. The pain was excruciating. "Oliver, wait," I shouted, unable to move my wrist. I quickly ran after him.
We walked into the house and made out way into the kitchen where they all sat playing cards.
Hayden's eyes grew when he saw us.
"Hey Oliver," Toby smiled at him. "See you've brought...you're little buddy along with you-"
"Shut up, Toby!" Oliver shouted.
They all raised their brows.
"I'm not here for your homophobic shit. I'm here for you," he pointed the bat at Hayden.
Hayden put his hand on his chest. "Me?"
The guys chuckled.
"Yes-," Oliver walked over to him and grabbed him by shirt lifting him to his feet," you. But you were expecting us to come looking for you, right? That's why you came over here. Because you think these empty barrels would protect you."
"What's that supposed to mean, faggot?"
Everyone began to "oooh".
Oliver chuckled. "Are you sure you wanna say that? It doesn't offend you a tiny bit?"
"What...What are you talking about?" Hayden squinted at him.
Oliver dropped him back on his chair, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Funny you should ask."
I tried moving my wrist but it was too stiff and painful. "Uh-Oliver-"
"BBC decided to follow me and Flynn on our little date today so he could add some photos to his little gay porn collection."
I froze along with everyone else in the kitchen.
Hayden looked up at him. "What the f-"
"I was wondering why you got so mad when Toby called Flynn gay. I thought you were upset because he was your friend and you thought you knew him. Then, you decided to follow me and Flynn today and send the pictures to his ex. I'm sure you guys have seen them, right Toby?"
"Maybe," Toby shrugged. "Man, what is this about?"
"I'm getting there."
I looked at my wrist. It was blue and swelling up. "Oliver-"
"Hold on, Flynn." He looked at Hayden again. "I sat for a while, confused. I'm Flynn's best friend but come...on. I wouldn't follow him around in my car after finding out he was gay. That would be weird-"
"Harley asked him to," I shook my head.
"Did she really?"
I looked at Hayden.
Hayden shook his head. "She didn't-"
"Because Harley knows she has to get over Flynn," Oliver pat Hayden's shoulder. "But you my friend. You haven't eve tried."
I squinted at them then I chuckled. "Oliver, what are you saying-"
"He's jealous of me, Flynn. He thinks we're dating and he's jealous. Because this little blonde brit is a bisexual man."
Everyone looked at Hayden.
"I'm not," Hayden shook his head and chuckled. "Why would I be a queer like them? They're...disgusting-"
"After you broke up with May you lost it," I furrowed my brows. "You kept tagging along with me and Oliver trying to get Oliver off my tail. That's why you almost got him drug raped by that girl. You hated him."
Hayden's face turned red.
"And then I showed up at your door crying to Riley because I was confused about my sexuality and thought that I was in love with Oliver. And it pissed you off...because it wasn't you. That's why you stayed here. Because May and Harley were gone. I was all you had."
Hayden looked at Toby.
Toby was glaring at him.
Oliver leaned closer to him. "You think joining in with the guys on a bunch of homophobic slurs would cover it up? Well, guess what? It didn't-"
Hayden quickly punched him in his nose.
Oliver threw the bat on the floor, then he lifted Hayden out of his chair and threw him on the floor.
"Stop!" Toby shouted before anything could start.
Everyone looked at him.
He stood up and walked over to them. He helped Hayden stand up. "All of this is just straight up ridiculous. If we were women, I'm sure we would have excepted Hayden for whoever he is. You shouldn't have to pretend to be someone else to gain respect from others and I personally am sorry. To all off you," he looked at me.
I nodded at him. "Thanks."
"Now, Oliver, I think you need to go to the hospital."
"My nose is fine," Oliver shook his head.
"Not for you." Toby pointed at me. "I think you hurt your guy friend's hand."
"What?" Oliver walked over to me. He held my arm.
I looked at Toby. "I'm not his...guy friend?" I raised my brows.
"When did this happen?"
"When you yanked the bat out of my hand, you moron. I think it's just sprained."
"It's definitely broken," Courntey walked into the kitchen with folded arms.
Oliver froze.
"Courtney would know," Toby walked over to her and kissed her forehead. "Maybe you should let her rap it up for you-"
"We should go," Oliver put his hand on my back and started pushing me.
I looked back at Hayden.
He sat staring at me with guilt all over his face.
I didn't know that that would be the last time I'd see him for years.
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Hey guys. So, I'm just letting you know. There will be a time jump from May to September starting from the next few chapters. You haven't yet met the "Good Boy" who may get a book of his own. He will be introduced pretty soon and he will be the reason that Harley and Flynn get back together as the title of the book says. Hope you've enjoyed the book so far.