Zach Clayton

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Rye's POV

The idiots continued. Asking for Andy's number, telling me he was hot, most of them were alright, to be fair. I'd been expecting a lot more homophobic comments. Though in thinking that, i felt like i jynxed myself.

I was walking through the halls the next day, absentmindedly scrolling through my phone in a slight daydream. I was quickly brought back to reality (oh there goes gravity) when i was shoved into a wall, dropping my phone.

My head snapped up in shock, and i saw Zach Clayton in front of me with two black eyes. I tried, but i couldn't hold back a laugh, though he didn't find it funny. He swung a fist at me, getting even more annoyed when i ducked out the way of it.

"That's hilarious, i'm sorry," i said in a chuckle, still trying not to laugh.

He swung at me again, this time connecting with my jaw, and i hissed at the pain. I shoved him back, letting him stumble over the foot i'd stuck out behind him. He fell to the floor, and i'm not gonna lie, i shit myself when he looked up at me.

If looks could kill, i'd have been hung, drawn and quartered with that glare.

Though i glared back, kicking him in the nuts before he could get up, then i knelt down to him and punched him in the face, just for good measure.

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"Zach Clayton, are you taking the piss?!" Mikey raised a brow as i told my cousin and he decided to eavesdrop.

"Have you seen him?" i chuckled.

"No, why?" he raised a brow.

"I gave him two black eyes yesterday and he looks fucking hilarious," i laughed.

Mikey laughed with me, "god, he's gonna fucking kill you!"

"I can handle him," i smirked.

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