Free Fiction Friday: Jealousy

Hello and welcome back to Free Fiction Friday! We’re back to the prequels to Turning His Life Around! There are seven parts to this one, called Jealousy, and five more short stories after this one. Yay! 🙂

Please remember that the guys are technically underage in these. Any sex is fairly tame (described, yes, but tame) until much later in the series.

If you haven’t read Turning yet, you might consider checking it out. These stories make a lot more sense if you’ve read it first. These should also be read in order:

Nightmares and Waking Dreams (Part 1 * Part 2 * Part 3 )
Homework Break (Part 1 * Part 2 * Part 3 * Part 4 * Part 5 )

I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading and feel free to let me know what you think. I always love to hear from my readers. 😀

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“Kane Harris!” Ian stormed up to his best friend. It was only by virtue of the teacher standing a few doors away watching him that Ian didn’t punch Kane. “You fucking asshole!” He managed to keep his voice down, but only barely.

Kane flinched at the f-bomb, blinking at his friend and Ian’s eyes narrowed. “What…”

“>Don’t try to play innocent with me,” Ian said. “I know you way too well. You told him! You asked him!”

“What? No! I didn’t!” Kane protested, but Ian wasn’t listening, he was too busy angrily working the lock on his locker door.

“How could you? You promised! Why would you tell Hayden I like him? Why? God, gym class was hard enough as it was!” Ian raged, banging his head on his open locker door, not paying a bit of attention to Kane’s face.

“Uh, Ian–” Kane started.

“Don’t. Just don’t! He’s got to think I’m an idiot now…” He buried his face inside his locker.

“Ian—” Kane tried again.

“Don’t you get it? God, you were right. I know I said I didn’t have a crush on him, but dammit I should know by now that you know me better than I do.” He shook his head, digging into the bottom of the pile for his math book.

“Um, Ian,” Kane started again, but it just ended in a sigh when Ian ignored him.

“You figured it out before I did. But, did you have to tell him I had a crush on him? I mean, come on! Upperclassmen do not get crushes on freshmen! And… and… I still don’t even know if he’s straight!” The last was almost wailed and Ian hit his head against the locker door again. “Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

Kane flinched again at each subsequent “f” word. When he recovered, he finally shouted, “Ian Kelly!”

Ian turned to him. “WHAT?!”

Kane pointed to the spot on the wall behind Ian on the other side of his locker door.

“Oh shit.” Ian closed his eyes and the color drained from his face. “He’s there, isn’t he?” He opened his eyes to see Kane nodding. “You… didn’t tell him?” Kane shook his head. “Fuck,” he whispered then glanced apologetically at Kane when he reacted.

He gripped the locker door hard and took a deep breath then he plastered a very fake smile on his face and very slowly closed the locker door.

Hayden Green was slightly taller than Ian. He was lean with thick shaggy dark hair that hung over sparkling dark eyes and lips that made Ian’s cock stand up and twitch. He was also leaning against the lockers next to Ian’s with an amused smile on his face. “Hi.”

“H—” Ian had to clear his throat. “Hi.” The shakiness in his voice brought his color back with a vengeance, leaving his cheeks bright red. “You… heard all of that, didn’t you?”

Hayden nodded. “Yes.” His smile spread and the amusement still danced in his eyes.

“Right. Um, well, I’m… going to go… get hit by a bus now. It was… um… nice talking to you.” Ian turned with the full intention of running out into the street. With any luck, a bus would be driving by at that point so he could get hit.

“You know, there are more pleasant ways to spend a Friday afternoon and the weekend than in the hospital,” Hayden said, conversationally.

Ian swallowed and looked at Kane for help, but he just shook his head and shrugged. Ian’s gaze told him there’d be retribution; then Ian turned back around. “I’m afraid that, at the moment anyway, I can’t possibly think of a single thing that would be more appealing than throwing my humiliated self in front of that bus. Maybe I’ll be lucky and bypass the hospital altogether.” He looked down at his watch. “In fact, one is due any minute.”

Hayden laughed and stood up from the lockers. “Do you really have to catch a bus to go home?”

Ian glanced again at Kane who, for once, stayed silent. He promised more retribution. “Um, yeah. Kane and I always take the bus.”

Hayden nodded. “Well, how about this. Why don’t I give you two a ride home and we can talk somewhere that isn’t the middle of the school hallways about the things that you just said, hmm?”

Ian was wondering if it might be possible for the bus to take a detour and just drive right through the school for him. He paused for a moment, listening hopefully, but apparently he wasn’t going to be that lucky. He glanced once more at Kane who just shrugged again.

Ian took a deep breath and forced a smile onto his face. “Um, that’d be great, thanks. I… didn’t think freshmen usually drove…”

Hayden turned to head down the hall when Ian closed the locker door and the other two fell into step next to him. “Freshmen don’t. I’m not a freshman.”

“Oh. Oops.” Ian wondered how much more of an ass he could make of himself and if maybe he’d be lucky and an earthquake or tornado might hit instead. He waited again, but when he heard no rumbling or wind, he sighed. “I’m sorry.”

Hayden chuckled. “Quite alright. I’m usually taken for a freshman. The only thing that saves me is my height, though that’s not all that spectacular, compared to some of the guys here.” He turned a smile on Ian again and Ian had to fight the urge to run. Again. No one should be that good looking. “In fact, I once had a teacher – and this was just this year, mind you – but the teacher asked me if I was supposed to be in the building and shouldn’t I be over at the middle school.”

“You’re joking.” Ian stared at him. Maybe he looked young for an upperclassman, but really.

Hayden shook his head. “Nope. Itwas earlier in the year and, apparently, I’ve grown a bit since then, but…” he trailed off with a shrug.

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