forum High School Rp (Closed. Stalkers welcome)

Started August 14, 2018 by @EmptyNebula group

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Alistair chuckled, wrapping his arm around Chase. "Missed you, too, babe. And we're definitely eating lunch together," he said, leaning down and kissing his forehead.

Chase leaned into the kiss, “You’re so romantic, love,” He loved the little kisses he got from Alistair, just that fact that they were meant for him made Chase smile and intertwine his hand with his boyfriend’s.

Alistair gave a lopsided grin, "Only for you, babe," he said, nuzzling Chase's nose with his own.

Chase blushed, about to add something but the bell cut him off and he sighed, “Guess it’s time for English,” He kissed Alistair deeply again, “Good thing I share homeroom with you.”

"That is indeed a great thing," Alistair responded with a grin, taking Chase's hand as they left the music room.

(time skip to lunch?)

(Yeah sure)

Chase had thought about texting Alistair during class, but couldn’t find his phone so gave up on the idea. He counted down the hours until lunch, excitedly walking there with a smile on his face. He’d pick up his lunch, then meet Alistair in the music room. He smiled giddily all the way through the lunch line, and only halfway to the music room did he notice something different. Kemp and Jacob hadn’t bugged him yet, they had been sitting at a lunch table. Maybe they’re taking the day off? Chase shrugged, walking into the music room beaming.

Alistair was already in the music room, his lunch sitting on a table. He had headphones plugged into an electric guitar and was strumming away, eyes closed and tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth.

Alistair looked so cool and focused. Chase didn’t want to distract him so he approached from the side so he wasn’t in Alistair’s line of vision if he opened his eyes. He watched his boyfriend play the guitar, smiling and starting on eating his lunch.

"I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting til' the wars won, I don't care if heaven won't take me back. I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe. Don't you know you're everything I have? And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight…" Alistair sang, eyes closed, as he continued to strum chords only he could hear. "They say before you start a war, you better know what you're fighting for. Well, baby, you are all that I adore. If love is what you need, a soldier I will be…"

Chase couldn’t resist any longer, shifting the headphones on Alistair head so it wasn’t centered on his ear and leaned in so he could hear too. Chase gently touched his head to Alistair.

Alistair glancing up at Chase and smiled as he continued to play. When he finished, he put the headphones around his neck. "So, what did you think?" he asked.

(Pretend like that's an original song Alistair wrote, even though it's actually by the Cab)

Is that copyright I see?//

“I love it, babe. Did you really write that? It was amazing,” Chase leaned on Alistair’s shoulders, offering him a bite of his sandwich, “You really should go into music, Alistair. You’d make millions and have tons of fans. And, most importantly, you really like music, I can tell.”

(Shhhhhhhh… It's totally fine… story purposes… yeah… *cough** i'm not creative enough *cough**)

(Yeah whenever I try to write a song for story purposes I’m just like ‘this is the worst thing in the history of ever’ lol)

Alistair took a bite and smiled. "Thanks, love. Maybe I will? Who knows. It'll be easier once I can move out next year."

“Move out? Where do you plan on going?” Chase asked, trying to hide his worry. He didn’t want Alistair to leave town. He still wanted to see his boyfriend all the time and if he was halfway across the country… A thought popped in his head, “Maybe we could share an apartment together.”

Alistair's eyes widened and he grinned. "That's a great idea!" he exclaimed. "We should totally do that!"

“I love it, babe. Did you really write that? It was amazing,” Chase leaned on Alistair’s shoulders, offering him a bite of his sandwich, “You really should go into music, Alistair. You’d make millions and have tons of fans. And, most importantly, you really like music, I can tell.”

-Cough cough nope cough cough cough what fans cough cough-

“Really?” Chase couldn’t contain his smile and kissed Alistair’s cheek, “I can’t wait! Where do we want to move? Somewhere in the city? Or by the coast? Where do you want to go?” Chase would be happy wherever Alistair was.

"Anywhere you want, darlin'," Alistair replied, smiling at Chase. "As long as you're there."

“As long as you’re there,” Chase echoed, then looked at Alistair’s lunch and the time, “Geez, I lost track of time, babe, you have to eat something!” Chase brought Alistair’s food to him, sitting beside his boyfriend.

(Okie)

Alistair laughed. "This seems familiar. Sitting in here with you, playing music and forgetting to eat," he said, eyes twinkling as he took a bite of an apple.

“Mmm,” Chase hummed in response, “I suppose it does.” Chase wrapped his arms around Alistair’s waist and scooted closer. Chase rested his chin on Alistair’s shoulder, watching him eat until the bell rang, “I suppose I have to get going to my next class,” Chase sighed, “I can’t wait to see you after school, want to meet here again?”

"Definitely," Alistair replied with a smile. "I can't wait either." After kissing Chase on the forehead, Alistair waved and made his way to class.

(Timeskip or no?)

(Here’s the planned part, sorry its so long I wrote a lot of it ahead of time lol)
Chase waved goodbye to Alistair after kissing him on the cheek. He was walking to his class happily, just remembering every moments he’s had with Alistair so far. Chase was so lucky to have him. Alistair was far down the hall, but he was still in sight, when Chase heard a sneering voice, “Hey, Gay-man. Guess what?” Chase saw Kemp standing near the lockers, smirking.
Chase frowned and turned, crossing his arms over his chest, “What do you want, Kemp?”
Kemp waved idly in the air, “Oh, nothing, just thought I might let you in on a secret.” What secret?
Chase furrowed his brow, “Kemp, what do you want, I have to get to class.”
Kemp sighed and rolled his eyes over dramatically, “Oh nothing, just thinking about how you love Alistair more than the sky itself.” Chase was about to give up and turn away, but… That sounded familiar… Kemp continued on, “Sounds like a mental disorder to me, I’ll have to agree with you father on this one.”
A chill went over Chase’s arms. This wasn’t Kemp’s usual teasing, and the only one Chase had told about his father was Alistair, “Where did you hear that?” It was just a misunderstanding, maybe Alistair had sung about it… because that would make sense…
Kemp laughed, “Did you even learn from Joey?” Chase tensed, the world starting to fracture around him. Joey had been Kemp’s form of a prank, he had bribed the guy to pretend to be gay and then break Chase’s heart. That had been a while ago, but…
“What do you mean?” Chase demanded, tried to keep his life on its axis. Alistair wouldn’t have, Kemp is lying. He’s lying.
But Kemp just smirked, “I paid Alistair to say all those things, ‘Don't give him a second thought, he doesn't deserve it. How about we hang out after school on Monday?’ or ‘Morning love!’. All those cute little things were fake, Gay-man,” Kemp laughed, and Chase’s eyes started to sting. Not again not again not again, “If you think anyone would ever date a freak like you, you got something else coming to you.”