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Attack

Summary: Justin Foley/Male Reader, Justin breaks up with Jessica cause she was cheating on him, and Jessica tries to attack reader

Justin and Jessica had been inseparable. They'd been a force and everyone had assumed they would always be together. Everyone had assumed they would stay together and be high school sweethearts and get married.

And then Justin had caught Jessica with some guy named Adam, and one named Daniel and then Jessica had confessed she’d been with others as well.

”No Jessica, he has nothing to do with it.”

“Y/N Has everything to do with how you broke my heart! We were supposed to be endgame, we were supposed to go all the way, and then you threw it all back in my face because you found someone with a dick that you prefer to having sex with me!”

“You were having sex with like five other people Jess!

“And you were oggling Y/N.”

“Looking at someone isn’t the same thing as cheating!”

“Well if you were actually a good boyfriend….” She hisses but seems to disagree with her own train of thought before storming off.

You’d been nervous about being out as Justin’s boyfriend. You weren’t sure how the rest of the class would react. If Jessica’s reaction was anything to go by you knew that most of the school would be upset. You wonder if they’ll be upset about Jessica and Justin being separated or if they’ll just be pissed Justin is off the market.

You were expecting someone to give you dirty looks, and most of Jessica’s friends were fulfilling that roll.

You’d been getting glares and mutters of disgust for the past week, Justin had tried to get you to ignore it, and for the most part you were able to.

“Y/N.” You turn grinning to see Justin as he pulls you into him.

“What’s going on.” You tilt your head a little and Justin just holds you tighter.

“Jessica came by my house.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah she was trying to convince me to get back with her, kept talking about how we could pretend everything was fine and that nothing bad happened between us..”

“And what did you say back?”

“I told her to fuck off and that I was way happier with you than her.”

“Aw that’s sweet, in like a fucked up way that you have to even tell her that at all.”

“Yeah but it’s good that she likes know, and you’re setting boundaries.”

“I feel like I shouldn’t have to, but I mean ex-girlfriends.”Justin shrugs and you laugh a little nodding as he pulls you towards the doors to sneak to Monet’s for lunch.

You decide it’s easier not to call Justin. You’d already told him you’d been picking up extra shifts and he had offered to pick you up so you two could spend extra time together. Usually you didn’t mind, but of course the one day you’d assured him you actually liked the walk home was when it was raining.

It’s not a heavy rain or even really all that dark from the storm clouds, but you’re dragging your feet to try to avoid walking in the rain as much as you can.

Of course don’t notice the figure approaching you, you don't recognise Jessica. You don’t register she’s holding a baseball bat until your knee and ankle start to burn.

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Found

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Found

Summary: Justin Foley/Reader; Quote Challenge 17

Clay calls you when they find him; it hadn’t taken long he, Zach and a few others had stormed the streets and went a town over in every direction and found him huddled in an alley shaking and trying to cringe back from them. You hadn’t rushed into the room they’d brought him; Clay had said his parents had no problem trying to take care of Justin once he woke and you’d thanked them. They’d set up the spare room for him and when he woke jerking out of the bed and stumbling into the chair you’d set up for yourself. “Y/N?”

“Hey Justin; you’re safe; you’re in Clays house.” “I don’t.. Okay.” He resigns himself stumbling back to the bed and sinking down into it; he turns back and looks at you running his hand through his hair before grimacing. “Shower.” “Rest more; here; I don’t mind.” You playfully shove him back onto the bed and you can see the panic in his eyes before you simply sit next to him and sigh. “Sorry; thought; not about you; just someone else.” “It’s okay; you should rest.” “Mhhmm.” He nods and pulls you next to him and then throws the covers over both of you.

You know he’s fallen asleep when his hand seems to sink against where he’s draped it across you. “I know you don’t think much of anything about yourself… but I; I love you. You might not be worth something to others; but you’re worth it to the world, for being in it. “ You sigh when he doesn’t move; completely asleep and you find yourself dozing off as well.

It takes longer than you were expecting for Justin to bounce back; he’s always exhausted and jumpy he never sits still. Clay is even worried with how tense he always is; the only time he seems to be relaxed is when he;s in bed with you; having exhausted himself just by existing and pretending that everything is normal and sane and he didn’t spend go knows how long with who knows doing anything he could get his hands on to numb the fact he existed and everything he had done to Hannah and Jessica and everyone at school. You lay as you always do; next to him; his arm growing heavy as you repeat what you’ve been saying to him anytime you get the chance to. “You might not be worth something to others; but you’re worth it to the world, for being in it. I love you Justin Foley; I always have.” He never wakes and you’re getting a little bit relieved his sleeping schedule is resetting so it’s not longer at three am when you whisper those words but midnight or some days even eleven.

He starts to settle but neither of you comment on the bag he has stashed at your house; not that you’re ever home; you’ve taken to spending as much of your time as possible with Justin and away from your parents and their overbearing hissing of ‘drug addict’ ‘unstable’ ‘dangerous’ when they know Justin can just hear them but they brush it off as him being out of earshot. You don’t really talk about his time away from the school; you don’t need to; he brushes off any of your worries and fears soothing them with kisses and dates and slowly rising grades.

He still has the cough he came into Clay’s house with but it seems since he’d made it his home he never shook the cough or the persistent comfort the thought of running he had. He’d shared it with you once; mumbling about plans to runaway; to find some small town where nobody knows either of you and you can grow into adults without Hannah and Bryce following you like they follow Clay and everyone else in this place.

He’d had an asthma attack; is what he’d assured you when he’d almost collapsed in the hallway; when he’d spit blood and tried to hide it from your worried face. “It’s just been a thing; sleeping outside wrecked my lungs.” He mumbles and you half support him as you slowly help him stand from where he’d crouched against the ground. “You want to ditch?” You nervously grip his shirt and he laughs; it sounds wet and you try to quell the panic that wants to drag him back to his room and wrap him in blankets and then drag him to the doctor. “No, I have that history test next period; but maybe after that; if I still feel like this.” He smiles and you can see how he winces when you see the blood on his teeth. “Sorry; forgot to drink water.”

You manage to stay over once again; you know Clay’s parents don’t actually mind and Justin was too tired to argue when you’d suggested spending the rest of the night in his bed. You can feel the pressure of his arm once more and you sigh turning to face him as he’s fully asleep once more. “You might not be worth something to others; but you’re worth it to the world, for being in it; I love you so much Justin.”

”You know I’m awake right; I’ve been awake since the beginning.” Justin mumbles and you freeze, he laughs a little half deepened by sleep and then grins although you can’t see it in the dark. “I love you too Y/N.” Your face heats up and you can feel his hand searching yours out. “You’ve done so much for me; i should be saying that to you; that you might not be worth something to others; but you’re worth it to the world, for being in it. Everyone always overlooks you; and I don’t want to ever do that.” You manage to bump your nose against his and then you slowly kiss him.

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Post Runaway

Summary: Justin/Reader; Justin thinks you hate him once he returns from running away

”Justin’s gone.” Clay’s the one to tell you and you’re not sure why. You knew he’d been stressed; well that was an understatement but you’d pushed thinking about it aside; assuring him that you were always there to talk; but never pushing deeper; never intervening in the way he apparently needed.

Your life is a haze for the next few passings of time; you’re not even sure yourself how long time has passed but Clay keeps you steady; even the rest of the school seems oddly comforting to you.

You don’t think about what Justin’s doing to survive or where he is or really anything about him; all it leads to is you crying curled up in the nurse’s office wondering what you did or didn’t do that made him leave without saying anything.

Time passes differently; Clay says it’s because you’re depressed and Scott always laughs at this and says it just because you miss Justin. Clay always shoots Scott a look like he’s the biggest idiot on the planet but you catch them talking after school; you know they’re planning something and you didn’t mean to eavesdrop but you catch Justin’s name and it’s all you can do to not shove yourself into the conversation.

“Seriously Y/N’s worrying me; hell Justin being AWOL is worrying me.”

“He told us all to fuck off. We should respect that.”

“You know he wasn’t actually serious? He was trying to get us off his back; to let him leave guilt free. Hell if Y/N and him had had a fight he would’ve taken off that night I’m sure of it.”

“Well; we just have to drag him back; he’s what one fifty soaking wet; we can lift that..”

“Fine; we’re not telling Y/N. She’ll try to go along with us and you know he’ll freak out; besides we don’t know what he’ll be like.” You knew what Scott meant; that Justin might be dabbling in whatever his mother drowned herself in.

“Hey Y/N; don’t freak out…” Clay starts and you can see Scott roll his eyes and wince.

“Jensen stop that shit.”

“Fuck off Scott.”

“Where’s Justin.” You snap and Clay jerks a little at the anger in your voice.

“He’s at Clay’s.”

”Okay-”

“No.” Scott’s hand closes around your shoulder.

“No?” You growl.

“He’s my boyfriend Scott!”

“He doesn’t need you right now. Stay out of it.” Scott shoves you back and you snarl, trying to shove past him but his entire arm catches you and swings you back.

“Leave it alone Y/N, don’t make a scene.”

“You want me to not make a scene; Mr. I joke about rape after a girl killed herself of dealing with seeing it.” You’re fuming and Clay’s face twists in a way you hadn’t known.

“Y/N. Dont. He’s sick.”

“Sick?” You furrow your brow and Clay nods slowly.

“Oh; umm okay.. Sorry Scott.” you step back and look towards Clay.

“Fill me in?”

“Nothing serious; he just; he’s a little out of it; pretty dehydrated and that…” You can tell he’s not saying something but you’re not sure what it is or what are the right questions to ask to get Clay to fold.

Justin had asked for you; finally. It’s what Scott had passed on from Clay when they’d both left for lunch and come back offering you a bag of cold fries. You’d made plans to go over after school and you weren’t sure why you were so nervous.

Scott hadn’t bothered coming and Clay said both he and his parents were going out for a few hours to see a movie; you knew that was by Justin’s request. You wonder how badly he missed you; or what he needed to confess considering he didn’t want anyone else to hear.

”It’s fine! I get it! You hate me for sleeping around and; and doing all sorts of shit when I was gone!!!” He’d snapped when after you had greeted him and sat at the edge of the bed you remained silent; waiting for him to speak.

“What are you talking about Justin?”

“You think I don’t know that you know what I was doing!!! I’m sure Clay told you everything!!!”

“All he told me was they’d found you and then he wouldn’t let me see you for the next two weeks because you were recovering!!!! What happened Justin..”

“Why do you care; you hate me.”

“Why do you think that?” You can’t help your voice panic; what runs through your mind at Justin’s assumed hatred of you; maybe you really did miss some big clue he’d left. You can feel the anxiety creeping up, the hissing thoughts that it’s your fault and you’re sure you look miserable with how the anger seems to drain from Justin.

“Y/N? You do hate me right?” His nervousness catches you off guard.

“Do you want me too? Would that make it easier?” You shiver, assuring yourself you’ll do whatever’s best for him; if he wants to tell the school he ran away because of you’ll be happy to play that part in his life.

“Well I hate me; why wouldn’t you hate me too.”

“Well for starters I love you; always have always will; and secondly, nothing you’ve done while gone is hate able; you were just trying to survive.”

“You love me?”

“Of course; I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t and I wouldn’t have agreed to date you otherwise.” You scoot closer on the bed and he hesitantly opens his arms which you crawl next to him on the bed; sighing as you rest your head against his chest.

“It sounds like there’s wind in your chest.”

“Well I am breathing.” He laughs a little and you shake your head.

“No like wind rattling something.”

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People Will Say We’re In Love

Summary: Justin Foley/Reader, 20, People Will Say We’re in Love

You hadn’t known Justin long before he’d asked you out. You hadn’t known much about him but you’d found him attractive right away.

When he brings you out to a nice dinner and spends the entire evening asking you questions and only occasionally answering them about himself do you begin to loosen your suspicions.

He doesn’t prove them right, and walks you to your door, pulling you into a hug instead of a good night kiss.

You’ve been dating him for almost a full two months when he asks about making it official. You’re confused.

“We’ve been dating for like two months Justin..”

“I know; but like make it official, like we’re dating, like exclusive and-” He’s stumbling over his words and rubbing his hands together in a way that you know he’s nervous about continuing what he’s going to say.

“I want to be your boyfriend.”

“Oh.” You look up surprised to see the sincerity in his face and voice.

“Well Justin…” You can see his face fall and you shake your head.

“No I mean… I thought; I thought we already were!” Your face is flushed in embarrassment and his laugh makes you flush darker.

“Well I’d be happy to redo all our dates if it means more time with you.”

“You’re such a sweetheart.” You lean forward and kiss him grinning at you.

“I mean I wouldn’t mind either.” You grin at him as he pulls back from the kiss before dipping his head back down.

“You know people will talk right?” Justin laughs and you look up from the book and where you’re half laying on him.

“Talk about?”

“Us, being a thing.” He responds. You roll over so you’re on your back, looking straight up at him instead of having to turn your neck.

“Being a thing? And why on earth would they do that?” You laugh a little when he grins.

“Oh my dear Y/N. I have a whole list!”

“A list?” You look a little unimpressed but he’s smiling so excitedly you nod for him to continue.

“We bring each other flowers!” He grins a little and you shake your head.

“I bring my mom flowers, you don’t see anyone talking about that?” Justin just shakes his head.

“Fair, but what about that time you brought me lunch, and it was from that diner I loved out of town? Or…” You groan and throw your arm over your face.

“Justin you could tell me an entire two minutes worth of reasons people will be talking about us.”

“No like; they’re…. There’s talk about us being serious, like serious….” He nods towards you and you furrow your brow.

“Like they think we’re having sex? Justin you know most of our classmates are…” You grin at him and he laughs again shaking his head.

“No; they think we’re in love.” “Wow that jumped really fast; why?” He shrugs but then considers it.

“No clue.” He laughs a little and then sighs.

“Well for now, as they say, it’s very silly; they’re determined to try to catch me out.” Justin shrugs when you shoot him an arched eyebrow.

“Mmhhmm, maybe we should mess with them?”

“And how do you propose we do that?”

“Oh by doing exactly that.” You grin at him and he sighs, shaking his head fondly.

Tony is more than happy to leak a fake set of engagement photos; ones that he’d half hidden behind a tree to get at Monet’s. Both you and Justin had been impressed with the level of dedication when he’d actually fallen from the tree.

You’d spent at least an hour laughing at them, and then laughing behind your hand at everyone in school, too nervous to ask if they were real, or maybe they’d just assumed they were right and felt validated enough to not rub it in your face.

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Game

Summary: Justin Foley/Male Reader, they share classes and start hanging out, readers really into gaming as well as making youtube videos of himself streaming

You rub at your eyes fighting back a yawn, you’d been up late streaming and while you enjoyed it you were a little annoyed how many people who watched you seemed to be in later time zones, so when you’d get home from school they wouldn’t be online to watch you stream. You’d been debating pre recording some of the streams and since they went up on the youtube channel you had anyways. You know it’ll help with the late nights and it might be fun to try out some of the editing styles from other streamers you’d enjoyed.

”Y/N.” You turn when Justin sits next to you and grins, nodding to the assignment that you’d both been given.

“Yeah Justin?” You tilt your head as he seems rushed when he’s asking about meeting at Monet’s to work on the assignment that you’ve just gotten. You debate cancelling you know working on this assignment will end up running late, you enjoyed spending time with Justin, you’d consider how you feel the beginnings of a crush forming but try your best to push it away, you need to finish the assignment so you can work on your new streaming schedule and try to upload a new video to let your subscribers know about your new plan of uploading and archiving the streams you do.

-You know why you’re nervous and you’re trying to avoid thinking about the fact that sitting with Justin in Monet’s could be seen as a date. You try not to think about him being into guys, you know it’s not worth it to torture yourself.

“Hey I got you a coffee.” Not a date. You try your best to shout in your mind.

“Thanks.”

“No problem, I also got a couple of those muffins you like.” Everyone likes those muffins, he got lucky.

“Thanks.” You stutter a little.

“No problem, you’re the only one that likes them in the entire school, I think Monet makes them just for you.”

“I do not, other people…” You trail off realizing he’s right and you huff, pulling the muffin over and sigh, biting into it.

“So..” Justin starts and you’re expecting him to start talking about the project, you’re focusing on your phone scheduling the video you’d managed to pre-record last night to go up. You laugh when Justin gets a text, reading it excitedly and then scowling a little.

“What, not good news?”

“Sort of…” He laughs a little and you tilt your head, hoping he continues.

“Well I was under the impression that you only did live streams but you uploaded a like seven minute random video?”

“To explain that I’m not just doing live streams, I didn’t know you watched my gaming videos.”

“Yeah Clay mentioned you do it and I thought it would be kind of funny to watch them to tease you about but they’re actually good, well you’re good at streaming.” He grins a little and you duck your head slightly at the praise.

“Thanks. I think..” He laughs and you grin more relieved to hear him laughing.

“Did you just comment on my video? You haven’t even watched it.” You laugh a little at the comment notification and click on it. It’s from Clay, you look up glaring to him when you realize he’s on shift at Monet’s

“What does it say?” Justin leans forward and reads over your phone laughing as he read’s Clay’s comment.

“Well, is it?” Justin doesn’t pull back from where he’s still half in your space.

“It can be a date if you want it to be.”

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Moment

Summary: Justin/Reader; Justin gets a job as a social worker, adopts a dog, meets you at the dog park, and you both get back together, fluff College AU

Justin was going to be okay. He’d passed out, some sort of pneumonia complicated by the drug use and his time out being homeless. That’s at least what Clay had told you. Despite the two of you having broken up, deciding since you were going to separate college it would be best not to strain your relationship by making it long distance; you still cared for Justin deeply. You’d never admit to anyone else but you knew you were in love with him.

You’ve decided to go as far from Crestmont as possible; which on your limited budget had ended you up in the same state but a much bigger town; allowing you to vanish and avoid running into anyone you knew. You were only a little disappointed you didn’t run into Justin; before you could dwell on it you’d been swept up in the first year of classes which had dragged on and on and you were pretty sure the actual degree would never actually be achieved.

Part of the entire reason you’d chosen the degree was to distract you. You knew it was childish but it hurt you so much to think of Justin happy without you so you were trying to just bury that.

Which is how you found yourself making a habit of walking dogs from the animal shelter so you had an excuse to go to the dog park.

Today was not your day; you’d been late to class, and your professor had used your paper as the ‘bad example’ when it came to citing references despite you having spend an hour with him going over the references and he never once said anything; to top it off the dog you’d normally walked had apparently been adopted only hours after you’d walked him last week.

You refused to let how upset you were show and as you lead another dog out to the park you can’t help but wonder what the universe must be getting you ready for; you grimace at the thought; you’d just applied to your dream job and if this was the universe’s way of telling you to be strong for rejection you were not happy.

A dog that is not the one you’re walking decides to join you when you sit down, the dog you’d been walking is already half asleep, exhausted from the short loop you’ve done.

“Kev! Christ! Leave the pretty.. Y/N?” You jerk a little turning from where you were trying to grab the runaway dog’s leash towards who you now realize is Justin.

“Yeah; hey Justin; how’s..” You gesture towards the dog and he laughs a little.

“I’m doing good, yourself?” You try to avoid looking at him; he’s clearly in workout clothes and was running with his dog.

“Good.. Just waiting to hear back if I’m getting a job offer I applied for.” You grin at him and see his eyebrows raise.

“Well would you be up for getting a coffee and we could talk about everything that’s been going on since we last saw each other.

“Of course let me just bring Devon back. I volunteer at the shelter.” You’re a little confused by the look Justin gets on his face; you’ve never seen someone look happy about a dog going to the shelter, you resolve to ask him about it during the coffee. You refuse to call it a date.

Justin pays for the coffee, he assures you that he’s happy to hear you’re volunteering, not that Devon was returning to the shelter. When you start discussing your job application he lights up, interrupting you with an excitement that’s infectious and something you’ve missed so dearly about him.

“So you?” You grin and he flushes a little bit, clearly talking about himself is still something he’s not really into.

“I uh, I work as a social worker, in a high school. I’m technically just an assistant, but still…” You grin at him and clap your hands.

“That’s wonderful Justin! I’m so happy for you! I bet all your friends and family are so proud; did Clay cry?” You giggle laughing and biting your cheek and your not subtle way of asking about a girlfriend.

“Yeah, he teared up, but no actual tears; I’m supposed to meet him for lunch later so I can tell him you were asking for him.”

“Oh, well that’s good.” You grin and he laughs a little, obviously caught up in a thought. “What?”

“Well he’s been trying to set me up with a girlfriend; and it’s not been going well at all on his end.”

“Oh, that’s a shame for him.”

“Mhhmm.”

“And you I suppose; although you don’t seem to be bothered by that.” You smile and he shrugs, smiling back.

“I mean I never really got over you, sorry you’re probably like married or something; like hell anyone would be dumb enough to let you stay single for long.” Justin offers you a napkin when you start to tear up from laughing.

“Was that offensive?” he looks nervous and you shake your head.

“No it’s not I was trying to find out if you have a girlfriend for the same reason, I never really got over you.”

“Oh well it’s good neither of us are seeing anyone then..”

“Yeah..” You nod nervously inching forward and laughing when Justin jerks back, his phone ringing obnoxiously with the same ringtone he’d set for Clay in high school.

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Can I Have This Dance

Summary: Justin Foley/Reader; Can I have this Dance, High School Musical

Justin had always been there for you. Even when he’d left, you’d find the occasional text message from an unknown number. When Clay had told you that he’d brought him back home, to stay you weren’t sure if you should tell him that Justin was sort of letting himself be found.

He’s healing, it’s slow but you know you’ll always be there for him and you’re both refusing to give up on each other.

“Hey, it’ll be okay.” You mumble to him your hand intertwined with his and he sighs nodding stepping into the hospital doors. One of the doctors that had given him a check-up, after Clay’s parents had officially adopted him, had called back asking him to come in for some more tests. He hadn’t told you what they were for. Just that he needed to get them, and couldn’t bear to go alone.

Justin’s a little teary-eyed, he’d been this way ever since he’d gotten back from the doctors. You hadn’t said anything to Clay or his parents, just nervously folding and unfolding the papers he’d gotten. You’d mumbled that he needed to tell them, that they needed to know to help him and he’d just shaken his head grumbling that he can’t make them spend that much money on him. You counter with the fact they’d rather have to pay for anti-viral meds instead of a coffin.

He asks you to prom right after you say that and you make a joke about him trying to get a sympathy date.

“It’s serious Y/N!” He pouts and you nod wrapping your hands around him.

“I will, if you tell them.”

“Well I was already going to do that so…”He looks nervously at the ground.

“I’ll be there if you want?”

Justin can’t stop smiling when he sees you on the stairs.

“I can’t believe Clay just walked you past me with his hands over his eyes like a five year old.” You laugh and Justin just shrugs a little face pink.

“You’re beautiful.”

“It’s just a prom dress.”

“Mhm, but it’s you.”

You offer him out your hand and he walks you into the prom grinning just like he had when he saw you on the stairs.

“You’re ridiculous.” You laugh at him and he nods back.

“I know, ridiculously in love with you….” He laughs a little before leaning in to kiss you.

Much to the boredom of most everyone at prom the worst that happens is a few of the footballers who rented a party bus get turned away when someone on board rats out they were doing coke; beyond that nothing exciting happens at prom beyond you and Justin sneaking off early to order pizza and fall asleep on the couch in the Jensen house.

“So college is starting soon.” Justin sounds nervous and you know he’s referring to him starting at the community college, you still hadn’t told him where you were going; he assumed you’d gotten into the only college out of state you’d applied too, it was the only one that offered you a full scholarship, and after having spend all summer and weekends working at Monet’s with Justin, once he had gotten his job back. You blink from where you’ve been staring into the breakfast he’d made you.

“Yeah, you start on Tuesday right?”

“Yeah…And you? When do you leave?” His voice waivers and you arch an eyebrow at him.

“Leave?”

“For that fancy college in new york..”

“When did I tell you that?” His face falls at your question.

“Just now.” He huffs and you try not to roll your eyes.

“Justin, come on, seriously?” You nudge him as he sits in the car almost glaring at the college in front of him.

“If you don’t hurry up we’re going to be late. I still have to park.” You grin waving the parking plaque in his face.

“We?”

“Yeah; I’m getting my general credits out of the way..” You don’t finish Justin pulling you over to his side of the car and holding you.

“Come on then, we can’t be late for English!’ He grins offering out his hand.

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