Deans POV:
I finally got ready for school, putting on a grey wife beater, blue jeans, and some black combat boots.
I went downstairs and got my backpack. I put on my black, leather jacket and left the house.
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@ school:
I entered the school gates seeing Roman and Sasha. I ran up to them and said, "Hey guys."
"Hey, Dean!" Sasha greeted.
"Where's Seth?" Roman asked.
"Seth? Oh, he left before me." I answered.
"Why?" Sasha asked.
"Finn picked him up..." I replied.
The bell then rang and we walked to our lessons.
I had french whilst Roman and Sasha had Spanish.
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In french class:
I sat at the back of the class whilst waiting for other students to sit down in their seats.
Seth enter the classroom alone, implying Finn wasn't with him. He noticed me and sat down next to me.
He smiled at me and got his book and stationery out.
"Bonjour, monsieur Ambrose." (Hello, Mr Ambrose) He said smirking.
"Um hi?" I replied making him laugh. His laugh made me smile slightly.
"Passes tu une bonne journée?" (Are you having a good day?) he spoke.
"What?" I asked, completely confused, making him laugh again.
"It means, are you having a good day?" He told.
"How do you know all of this?" I inquired.
"I take extra lessons." He shrugged.
"You do? Wow. You have time." I said, leaning back on my chair.
"Not necessarily..." Seth sighed.
I glanced at Seth and he was looking down at his lap, with a sad expression on his face.
"You okay?" I asked, placing my hand on his shoulder.
He looked up at me with tearful eyes and a noticeable, fake smile, "Yeah..." he replied, barely audible.
"You sure?" I asked, getting a nod in response.
I sighed and listened throughout the rest of the class.
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end of class:
Seth's POV:
It was the end of the lesson and we were packing up heading to our next lesson.
I left the classroom, leaving Dean. I was heading to my next class, when I abruptly felt someone grab my wrist, turning me to face them. It was Dean.
We stared at each other for what seemed like hours.
Brown met blue...
Sand met ocean...
His gaze could take a person's breath away. A wink from you could stop someone's heart. His eyes, his beautiful blue eyes. I can't believe I've spent almost my life not seeing how amazing his deep eyes are.
All of a sudden, it was getting harder to breathe.
"Seth..." His low, raspy voice spoke, with worried eyes, "Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah..." I replied, looking up at him, "I'm f-fine..."
"You sure? Because it looks like your sweating." He said.
"I am?" I questioned, shaking.
What is wrong with me?
"Yeah..." he replied, softly. "You need water or anything?"
"N-No. It's al-alright."
Before I knew it, he dragged me into the janitors closet.
"What's up?" He asked.
"I-I don't really know..."
"Seth." He spoke, seriously.
There was silence. I felt tears sting the corners on my eyes.
"No no- it's alright, come here." He said, embracing me in a warm, much-needed hug. "Please talk to me..." he whispered.
"I-I" I stuttered.
"You?"
"I just-"
"Come on Seth... Don't be afraid." He said softly, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear, "You know I'm always here for you, right? No matter what you're about to say."
"I... I think I'm in l-love with y-you... and I'm terrified." I finally said, shaking like there was no tomorrow.
Dean looked at me with a blank expression.
I sighed and turned to depart the janitors closet.
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Deans POV:
I just stood there in the closet like a complete idiot. Why didn't I say something?
I was so close to being with Seth.
Sharing cuddles with him, 24/7.
Kissing his pale pink lips, that reminded me of a rosebud.
Waking up every morning with his head on my chest, taking in his lavender scent.
And I ruined it...
The bell rang and I left the closet.
I saw Roman and ran up to him.
"Hey, Dean." Roman greeted.
"Hi..." I replied.
"What's up?" He asked, "You seem a little sad..."
"I've ruined everything, Roman!" I spoke.
"What do you mean?"
"Seth said he loved me... And I said nothing back... He just left after that..." I answered.
"Dean... Are you sure he actually likes you? I'm not trying to get in the way of you guys, it's just... He's always hanging out with Finn, being all lovey-dovey with him..." Roman said.
"Seth's not like that Ro..." I responded.
"Alright Dean, if you say so.... and I don't think you've ruined everything, I think he just needs a little space, he probably doesn't really know how to deal with being... friend-zoned?" Roman said, more as a question than a statement.
"Y-You're right." I smiled.
We turned the corner and I say something dreadful. Something that made my stomach twist and turn.
Finn had Seth pinned against the lockers, kissing him...
I suddenly felt my anger boil inside of me.
"Fuck you, Seth Rollins!" I yelled at them, my voice cracking slightly. I had a few tears in my eyes, but I didn't care, I just stared at the two in disgust.
"Dean I can expl-" Seth started.
"No!" I said, tears running down my face, "N-No you can't! You're just t-toying with my f-feelings! H-How could y-you?"
"Dean..." he whispered, looking teary-eyed.
My eyesight became a little blurry as more tears fell. "W-Why?" I asked, my voice cracking again.
He didn't respond.
"And to think I called you my best friend..." I stated, walking away.
I then left, going in the opposite direction of my class...
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