15

I sit there in a daze, watching my crush kiss someone else. I can't take my eyes off of them. Tears start forming in the corner of my eyes and I can feel myself starting to tremble slightly.

Elijah places his hand on my shoulder and pulls me back, forcing me to look at him and his boyfriend. 'Shit. Shit!' he curses in his normal voice. He grabs both my and Isaiah's hand and we run out of the café, Ezra's confused gaze following us until we're out of sight.

'Dammit!' Isaiah kicks a trash can while Elijah is trying to comfort me. I'm crying like an actual school girl now, heartbroken.

'Let's head home, change clothes and visit a bar. We need some drinks,' the brown haired boy says.

I'm just about to agree when I hear an angry voice echoing through the alley we're standing in. 'What are you three doing?!' Ezra screams at us.

I quickly hide my face, trying to silence in my sobs.