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The idea of doing homework all day was short lived.
After only a few minutes of working, Alexander heard a semi-soft knock at his door. It wasn’t Laf, since Laf knocked louder than that. It wasn’t Martha since she knocked so soft that you nearly couldn’t hear it. It couldn’t have been George, since he was at work late today. Alexander didn’t get up, though. “Yeah?” He yelled.
“Can I come in?” A voice asked. Alexander recognised the voice as John’s.
Alexander really didn’t want to see John, but he decided he couldn’t say no. “Yeah, sure,” He answered, trying to focus on his math.
John slowly opened the door, closing it behind him. He made his way to Alexander’s bed, and sat on the edge of it. “What’re you doing?”
“Homework. What do you want?” Alexander asked with an attitude he didn’t mean to have.
John leaned back a bit after hearing Alexander’s attitude. “I just wanted to talk and hang out,” He whispered. “But if you want me to leave, I will.”
Alexander thought he wanted John to leave. He thought that he wanted to be alone so no one could see him. But, he thought wrong. “No, it’s fine,” He closed his math book. “I don’t mind talking to you.” Alexander smiled a bit.
John swung his feet as he sat on the edge of Alexander’s bed. He hadn’t been in Alexander’s room under the idea that they were ‘dating.’ It felt weird now to be alone with Alexander. “So…” He said, trying to start a conversation.
“So,” Alexander said as he put his books and papers back in his backpack. “Why aren’t you hanging out with Laf?”
John shrugged. “I could ask you the same thing.”
Alexander thought for a moment. He should probably tell John the truth. Afterall, he had told John about his self-hate issues before. “I- uh,” He stuttered. “Just wanted to do my homework.” He shrugged. So much for telling John the truth.
“I should probably leave you to it, then,” John said, getting up.
“Wait,” Alexander whispered barely loud enough for John to hear. “I finished my homework, it’s fine. You wanna watch a movie in here or something?” John smiled, and made his way to Alexander’s bed.
Alexander felt awkward sitting next to John on his bed. Everyone thought they were dating, since Thomas probably blabbed to everyone. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Alexander grabbed the remote to his T.V. He didn’t have a very large T.V, but he could at least watch Netflix on it and that’s all that mattered.
Opening Netflix, Alexander asked, “What do you wanna watch?”
John just shrugged. “I’m feeling like watching a teen bitches movie. What can you find for that?” Alexander smirked.
“Well, the only two teen bitches movies i can think of are Heathers and Mean Girls,” Alexander giggled a bit. “Which one do you wanna-”
“Mean girls.” John grinned. Alexander snorted and went to search for it. Netflix didn’t have it.
“Heathers it is, then,” Alexander giggled and searched for it, immediately finding it.
The two boys just watched the movie, Alexander screaming, “ICONIC,” every few seconds. Slowly, John made his way closer to Alexander. It was unintentional, and neither of them noticed. Eventually, by the end of the movie, the two were cuddled together, Alexander’s head on John’s chest. Slowly, Alexander’s breathing evened out, slow and steady. John just watched Alex breathing, even after the movie was over. The smaller boy’s chest slowly moving up and down. John noticed how /skinny/ Alexander was. It wasn’t unhealthy or anything, but since Alexander had once told him how much he hated himself, he simply couldn’t see it. Alexander had told John that he was fat, and wasn’t good enough. John knew that wasn’t true. In fact, at the time, Alexander was underweight. Now, Alexander was healthy. If he’d felt fat before, he probably felt worse now. It was sad to John, to think that Alex could ever think negatively of himself.
John sighed, slowly threading his hands through Alexander’s dark hair, the smaller boy smiling a bit. Alexander was perfect to John, and John wanted Alexander to think the same thing.