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Five

October 16th
Jack's pov:
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I was smiling as I walked through the front door and straight to my room, slamming the door and collapsing onto my bed. I felt warm and jittery, my lips could almost still feel how it felt as Finn's soft, full ones pressed against mine. I felt at peace...until I remembered I still needed to fix things with Wyatt.

I sighed and sat up, grabbing my phone.

Jack: Hey, can we please talk?

Wyatt: don't text me, Jack

Jack: Wyatt please

Jack: I'm sorry

Wyatt: mmh

Jack: I swear, let me explain

Wyatt: explain what?

Wyatt: how you fucking called me a fag and made Jaeden cry?

Jack: ....

Jack: yeah

Wyatt: I honestly don't wanna hear it

Jack: let me come over in 10, I'll explain

Wyatt: no

Jack: Wyatt, we're friends okay

Wyatt: fine, but if you piss me off I'm kicking your ass

Jack: yes, sir

I made it to Wyatt's house right on time, afraid he might get mad if I was even remotely late. He opened the door and glared at me with fiery eyes, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment and shame. He nodded, opening the door wider for me to slip in.

Jaeden was laying on the couch, sleeping peacefully, small snores escaping his mouth. I could see there were tear marks against his skin and I frowned. "Don't wake him." Wyatt demands sternly, walking up behind me and making me shudder. "Go to my room." Wyatt demands once again and I began to trot up the stairs. Wyatt looks longingly at the sleeping Jaeden before sighing and following me.

Wyatt closes the door, and I suddenly feel very small. "So? You here to waste my time or what?" Wyatt strolls over to his mini fridge and pulls out a soda bottle, cracking it open. "I-I saw you two together and I felt-I don't know." I stared down at my lap as I sat down on his bed, my hands fiddling with each other. "Like jealous?" He asks confused, sitting down in the chair at his desk across from me.

I looked at him and furrowed my brows. Jealousy? I hadn't thought of it like that. "-maybe, I don't know if that's exactly it. But, I saw you two-together-and it made me mad." I shook my head and Wyatt's eyes widened. "Wait, you're not in love with one of us, right?" "What? No, no, no, no." I shook my head rapidly. Wyatt scoffed, "you said that a little too forcefully, but continue."

"Sorry," I muttered. "I've just been feeling a lot lately-and there's this gu-" I stopped mid sentence and looked at Wyatt who was now wide eyed. "I was g-gonna say girl-I swear!" I start shaking my head rapidly, jumping off the bed. A slow smile creeps up into Wyatt's face and he lets out a small laugh. "You're such a smol gay bean."

"I'm-nope-no I am not!" I yell, and I look back at Wyatt who looks unconvinced. "Wyatt! I'm not gay!" I say flustered, waving my hands around and trying my best to look disgusted. "That's what I thought, and then I let Jaeden suck-" "WOAH! No, Wyatt, oh my god," I hurriedly interrupt him, not having to fake being disgusted anymore.

Wyatt rolls his eyes. "Jack, you can be honest with me. But, you have to be honest with yourself first." I open my mouth to protest but then close it again, I let his words sink in. Am I gay? Do I have genuine feelings for Finn? Have I ever actually liked any girl? "Okay.." I say slowly, and sit back down on the bed. "There is a guy. And I don't know if what I'm feeling is-is like that-" I look at Wyatt who is listening very intently. "-but I do feel something."

"Who is it?" Wyatt asks, leaning back a little, taking a sip from his drink. "F-Finn Wolfhard." I say quietly, and Wyatt almost chokes on his drink. "No, no, no, you can't like him, Jack." Wyatt stands up, shaking his head rapidly and he starts to pace around the room. "W-what why?" I ask, my voice small and now worried.

Wyatt looks back at me, confused. "Have you not heard about what he did?"

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