Busted/Mcfly school AU because I don't know where to post this
Title:skiving gets you places
Pairing: Jaybourne bit of floynter
Rating: PG
Disclaimer:I don’t own them this never happened and stuff
James couldn’t help but laugh, why did Matt even decide to bother with sixth form? Everything about him screamed dropout, even his own mum was shocked when he told her he was taking A levels, it just wasn’t something Matt did; it didn’t really seem like what he wanted to do either.
James has waited out here for Matt at least once a week for a very long time. Hell, he spent half of year 10 stood out here because Matt was in shit for ‘gross misconduct’ or ‘showing up the school’ or trying to get off in the gym cupboard that time, and here he is again. This time for climbing out of the geography room on the first floors window and proceeded to climb down the drain pipe, his reasoning being “I didn’t want to waste 5 years of PE,sir” Apparently that wasn’t a good enough excuse since it’s 4:15 and if he’s much later they’re going to miss the late bus home.
“Why the fuck are you bothering with sixth form?”
“Eh, you’re there it can’t be all bad”
“Not ‘I want a decent education’ then”
“Pffft education, we don’t need that, we have our band Jimmy we’re gonna be huge” he proclaimed taking his seat at the back of the almost empty bus.
“Yeah because a band made up of us 2 is bound to be huge”
“Weirder things have happened mate.”
“That isn’t right Tom…he’s 14” it was Monday, the day Matt wasn’t in school so he tended to tag along with Tom more.
“I’m only 16! And he’s cute!”
“Yeah, well a baby’s cute but you don’t wanna fuck it”
“He’s not a baby he’s really….”
“You had a bug eating contest Tom! He’s practically a toddler!”
“I’m still going out with him tonight!”
“Where are you going? McDonalds” he teased, Tom rolled his eyes.
“Fuck you Bourne! Go pine over Matt!”
“I am not pin….” Tom cut him off
“You follow him everywhere you wait for him every day. You totally want to get in him.”
“Of course I do…everyone does”
“I don’t”
“Of course you don’t he isn’t a preteen”
“Dougie isn’t a preteen”
“Whatever you say” Tom snorted
“Better than Matt fucking Willis anyway, can’t believe you.”
“He’s hot!”
“Who’s hot?” came a familiar voice.
“You are” Tom purred turning to face his…boyfriend? God that sounds weird. Whilst James mimed being violently sick.
“Where are we going tonight?” he smiled and James could sort of see the appeal of that smile. Although it wasn’t as nice as Matt’s, Matt had the cutest smile and, and, fuck they just asked him something didn’t they?
“…huh?”
“I said is the new Italian place any good?”
“I-I haven’t been”
“You want to ask Willis soon mate, you aren’t the only one eyeing him up, c’mon Doug” They walked off hand in hand. James blinked dumbly after them for a few seconds before turning and heading for the toilets, he needed to text Matt, urgently.
That’s the only benefit of sixth form, Matt thinks, is that he doesn’t have to go in on Mondays or Thursday mornings. Its 12:30 on a Monday and he’s just woken up, he’s barely stumbled down the stairs when his phone buzzed to life.
“I swear you two would die without those things” Matt smiled
“Morning Mrs Bourne”
“Oh, enough with the formalities” Matt laughed and glanced at his phone
1 text jayyy
He rose an eyebrow, James was normally such a goody two shoes, why would he text him during school?
I need to talk to u meet me in town @ 1?
This was even weirder, James had a lesson at 1, James didn’t skive, not even back in year 11 when he’s begged him to miss PE with him; something’s wrong here. He hurriedly tapped out a response.
k. see u then x
It’s nearly ten past, where is he? Maybe he’s still at home, maybe his reply was a wind up. Maybe. Maybe something happened on the bus, crap what if the bus crashed, what if….
“Hey!” James breathed a sigh of relief
“You showed up”
“Were you scared I’d stand you up?” he teased ruffling the younger boy’s hair. James giggled and slapped his hand away. “Really, what’s going on? You’ve never nicked off before”
“It’s…” he swallowed thickly, this was exactly why he asked Matt to meet him here, if anything he’d just been given the perfect opening to tell him, so why can’t he?
“James?” the worry was clear in his friend’s voice.
“What is it mate?”
“I’m gay Matt.”
“Is that it? I already knew that James, mate seriously is that it”
“What do you mean you know?”
“You aren’t overly subtle, is that really all this palaver is about?” James shook his head, “Well what then?” James looked like he was about to cry and he instinctively put an arm around him, the blonde flinched at his touch. “Jay what’s going on?”
“I can,” his voice cracked “ can we go home I-I don’t think I can tell you here” the boys eyes were alert and fearful and Matt was terrified but he daren’t show it to his friend who had somehow worked himself up into a sorry state.
“Course! C’mon if we’re quick we might get the twenty past.”
Matt unlocked the door peering around it and dragging James upstairs before his parents saw him home early and started asking difficult questions. He pulled the blonde into his room and sat on his bed, James proceeded to sit beside him. “So what is it” Matt asked going to put an arm around his friend but refraining from doing so recalling his reaction earlier. Silence. “James, please explain, you’re scaring me”
“I think I...” this was followed by a series of incoherent mumbles
“Say again?”
“I think I love you” ok no he definitely heard that wrong.
“What?”
“Please don’t make me say it again.”
“James ...why didn’t you…tell me or….” Oh crap he looks like he’s going to cry crap crap crap “Jamie please don’t cry”
“Sorry” he sniffed rubbing his eyes and he looked so scared and broken and vulnerable, he had to hug him. This in hindsight may not have been the best plan since it set him off crying properly. Matt could feel his shirt getting damper. “Jay, its fine” he whispered rocking the smaller boy gently.
“s-sorry I just” in those few seconds Matt did 2 things, he pulled James closer, and he also made a silent vow to never upset James this much again.
“James, I love you too”
“You don’t have t’ pretend… ‘s fine you’re straight”
“No James no” he pulled back marginally to look into those deep blue eyes.
“I’ve heard you -hic- fuck girls it’s fine”
“Didn’t say I was gay” Matt whispered tilting his friends’ head upwards forcing him to look into his eyes
“Matt…”
“I’m bi Jay; you were how I… found out”
“Matt I don’t…” the brunette curved his arm around his friends’ waist allowing him to lean on his shoulder
“I was straight… at least… I thought I was, then, you turned up, it was Charlie’s birthday party, his 13th but Will told me there’d be booze…so I went and then” he sighed he was so crap at this mushy love stuff “and then you were there with your pretty eyes and your cute smile, we ended up talking turned out we liked the same music….”
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“Tom!" A tall boy proclaimed.”
“Alright?” Charlie this is James, James, Charlie. He waved awkwardly and Charlie smiled.
“Come in, everyone else is in the living room”
James couldn’t really bring himself to care what everyone else was talking about which was fortunate since he had no idea. He headed to the kitchen to grab another bear
“Hey” someone else he didn’t know said when he entered the kitchen.
“Uh…hi”
“What you drinking?” ok he knew the house was posh but surely they didn’t have servants.
“No need to gawp, was just gonna get you one while I’m in the fridge”
“Uh … kronenbourg”
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“Do you remember?” he nodded slowly. “Then we met up on that school trip thing” he rested a cautious hand over his best friends, “I remember wondering why you were so nice…nobody had ever been that nice to me before.” he closed his hand around the smaller one it rested on.”…even my friends weren’t… and then you remember when I got in a load of shit for flashing that girl?” James nodded sniggering at the memory.
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James had never even been near the heads office before today, but somehow it doesn’t feel right leaving your best friend to go home by themselves. It was half 5 before Matt was let out, and they had to run for a bus that would at least get them near home. Matt hugged him before he got off at his mums work, James had never seen him hug anyone before, he felt so special so ridiculously happy in that moment.
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“Then when me and mum had that argument last year, I knew I could rely on you…” he squeezed his hand lightly and turned to look at him properly. “…I knew you’d help me because you never let me down; you’re the only person who never let me down, never turned against me, you are the closest to perfect a person can get James and I..I do...” his voice got quieter as though he was embarrassed “love you” James looked up as Matt’s story apparently came to an end.
“Really?” his voice was shaking slightly. “You really love me?” Matt nodded pushing the blondes’ fringe from his face.
“So much Jay” slowly, nervously James leant forwards, kissing him the lightest brush of lips before he pulled away. Matt smiled leaning closer and kissing him again applying the slightest extra pressure and curving his arms around the younger boys’ neck before he pulled away again.
“I love you” James breathed. “God I love you so much Mattie.”
“Thought I told you not to call me that.”
“Since when did I listen to you?”
“Kiss me” James didn’t need telling twice he crushed their lips together, licking out against Matts lips, begging for entrance, which he was hastily granted. As he stroked his tongue over the older boys he absently wondered if heaven felt this good. His thoughts were interrupted when his back hit the mattress and Matt pulled away. “Don’t listen to me, ey?”
“You asked for a kiss, not a snog.” He pointed out becoming increasingly aware that Matt was straddling him. The close proximity would normally have made things awkward but today was different.
“Stop it” Matt stated
“Stop what?”
“Pouting! It’s really adorable and it makes me want to kiss you again.”
“Why haven’t you?” Matt leant forward again nipping his boyfriends? Bottom lip lightly before pulling away
“I just did” he smirked leaning down again to press slow soft kisses to his neck. James shivered lightly and felt Matt smirk against the sensitive skin “Someone’s got a kink” he whispered before continuing with his previous ministrations and James can feel himself growing harder and he’s fairly sure Matt can feel it too since he’s sat in his fucking lap. He whimpers quietly as Matt leaves his neck and starts sucking on his earlobe, he bites down gently and James suddenly becomes hyper-aware of Matt’s fingers currently fiddling with his belt and now this, this wasn’t good.
“Matt stop!” Matt glanced up a blush crossing his features, and James noted that he had never seen the older boy blush before.
“Sorry….I didn’t mean to….” Words weren’t working for Matt, James was having a similar problem and eventually he leant forward to kiss the brunette again trying to tell him everything through the kiss, which was a stupid fucking idea since kisses can’t talk but still.
“I will just…not now” Matt nodded understandingly rolling off him and draping one arm round his waist in a half hug, James turned slightly and pulled him into an embrace resting his head in the crook of his neck and breathing in his smell, and this, he’s fairly sure, is what heaven feels like, just lying here with the boy he loves forever.
They must have fallen asleep like that because James wakes a few hours later to a shrill ringing, he gropes lazily for his phone.
“What is it Tom?”
“Why weren’t you in English?”
“Umm…” ‘in bed with Matt’ didn’t seem like an appropriate response.
“We were making out” came a half shout from across the bed.
“How can you even hear from there?”
“I have my ways” came the muffled reply
“You finally got with Willis then?” Tom sounded practically gleeful.
“Sort of; did you get in the pants off the tot yet?”
“It’s 2 fucking years”
“Cradle snatcher”
“Oh go fuck Willis”
“Yeah Jay go fuck Willis” Matt murmured from beside him. James couldn’t repress a smile.
“He’s keen” oh right yeah Tom’s still on the phone.
“Well we aren’t all talking infants though their first kiss”
“He isn’t it’s 2 fucking years Jay”
“Aren’t you going to his tonight”
“Yeah his parents are out…”
“Paedo”
“Who’s he fucking tonight?” Matt yawned sitting up.
“Dougie Poynter, year 10, short”
“Dude all the year 10s are short, is he a good fuck Tom?”
“Ok I know you love him and shit but I have no qualms about killing him”