||The Past Was The Past|| ~Plot Three (Private)~

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  • Ed hung his head and stared blankly at the paler he was supposed to be working on. He sat in the back of the class so it wasnt like anyone would notice anyway.


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    || Bently smirked back at Ed. He quickly got up and moved to the back of the room. "Sup, fag." ||


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    || "Aww... Why I'd ever leave? You know I love you.." Bently said in a mocking baby voice. He actually did like the boy, just didn't know how to say it or express it. ||


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  • Ed clenched his jaw and looked up at him, his knuckles turning white from gripping the pencil tightly. His green eyes were darkened, narrowed slightly in an irrated expression.

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    || Bently reached for his hand, almost lovingly. "C'mon..." he begged slightly. ||


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  • Ed tried to wiggle his hand away. Bently was almost twice as big as him, having the short gene from Louis. He looked at him and bit his lip.


  • Ed rolled his eyes and huffed. "What it's not like you've been teasing me for the last five years or anything..."


  • Ed clenched his jaw "You've gotta be kidding me." He muttered and got up in the middle of class. Leavinf the room.