School is so boring.

Fortunately, it's the last class of the day and when I look outside, I see Jordan's car. It's Wednesday today, and they don't work today. I don't know how they have so many days off. Owen is home too, he said he didn't feel good.

I understand that. Hes till needs to recover. I told my mom about what happened, and she said he could have breaks and days off as much as he wants. He loves it.

Sighing, I look back at the book in front of me. Math. It's horrible. I look up at the teacher, who's eyeing me cautiously. I shrug and solve the rest of the problems.

The bell rings and I jump up, desperate for hugs and kisses. I rush out of the classroom, but Dylan stops me. Now I have to walk slowly with him to our lockers...

"So how's the boyfriend?" he asks. I smile, "Pretty good, thank you. And yours?" He nods. "It's going. But eh... I've heard rumors and... they say you're having another guy everyday. That's- How does that work?"

I shrug. If you didn't disappear every day maybe you should know. We're walking outside, and when I look up, all of my guys are waiting in front of Jordan's car. I smile excited. This is a surprise!

I look around, seeing the popular guys left besides me. They're grinning and pointing at me. I hear them laughing at me. "Uh oh, all her boyfriends find out about each other. Now she's getting it!"

The girls are drooling over my guys, and I roll my eyes. I notice Owen sitting on the floor, and my heart melts. He didn't feel good, he was tired, but he still came for me!

Dylan seems confused. He eyes the guys. "So which one is your boyfriend?"  

I blush. "Boyfriend as in... one?" His eyes widen. "You have five boyfriends? And they know about each other?" His jaw drops.

I nod. "It was their idea, not that I'm complaining," I wink. He shakes his head, chuckling, "Lucky bastard. I have just one boyfriend, and he's always busy with football."

My shoulders slump. He didn't mention they had problems!  I give him a hug. "It'll be okay, sweetie. I know he likes you a lot, maybe he can't help it he's busy?"

He smiles weakly and nods. "Yeah, you're probably right. Have fun with your boyfriends," he smiles and walks to his car. 

I hop to my guys and smile. Elijah is the closest, and he bends down to give me a kiss. "Hey, sweetheart. Everyone's staring at you," he whispers. I shrug, hopping to Aaron.

"They can stare all they want. I have what I want," I smile and give Aaron a kiss  too. Jordan and Ethan are next, and then I sit down besides Owen.

He smiles at me. "Hey, darling. How was school?" he asks, and I notice a tired tone in his voice. I smile and hug him, giving him a few kisses. "Boring. How are you feeling?"

He nods, "Fine. Just a bit tired, but it's way better now," he smiles. I give him another kiss and get up. "This was a surprise! I didn't know you would all come together," I smile at them.

Jordan pulls me towards him with a simple movement of his arm around my waist. "We didn't want to let people think you're a slut. So, I hope they're calmed down now. I think a few recognized us," he adds.

"As the mafia?" I ask, whispering. He chuckles. "Yes, baby." I nod, giving him a hug. But he gently pushes me off. He bends down to whisper in my ear, "Baby, I love you, but I don't really like public affection," he admits.

My jaw drops. "You love me?" He smiles, "Of course I do!" My smile grows. I don't care he doesn't like public affection, I understand that. So, I just hop over to Ethan. He smiles softly at me, pulling me in a hug.

"I do like public affection," he grins. I smile and give him a hug. "Let's go home, I want ice cream," I pout. He nods.

We get in the car. Jordan's driving, Elijah is in the passenger seat. Ethan and Aaron are left besides me, and I'm on Owen's lap on the right of the car.

Owen is very tired. His eyes flutter closed the whole time, and his head lays on my shoulder. I kiss his hair. "Cutie, go to sleep," I whisper. But he shakes his head.

I roll my eyes when he starts talking to Aaron. He's just ignoring me! And his own body, for that matter.

"Owen," I say again. He ignores me. "Owen!" I say, louder now. Aaron and Elijah glance at me, but Owen doesn't.

"Owen!" I yell. Now everyone looks at me, including Owen. I smile apologetic at the others, "Owen was ignoring me."

Owen sighs when the others glare at him. "I wasn't ignoring you," he whispers. I frown and look back at him. His eyes are red from the tiredness, and they're tearing up.

I hug him, gently soothing him. "Sorry," he whispers, and I hear it's hard for him to speak. He's so tired... 

"Hey, hey," I frown when he sniffles. "I'm not mad at you, sweetie. I just don't think you should ignore your body," I whisper.  He nods.

"I wanted to wait until we're home," he mumbles. I nod, taking his hand in mine. We're home now, so we get out. I lead Owen to the living room, where he crashes on the couch. I tilt his head and lay it back on my lap.

He smiles, squeezing my hand before he falls asleep. I play with his hair with one hand, with the other I'm scrolling through TikTok.

The WAP sounds comes on, and I look up. I see Aaron clenching his jaw, but he's not laughing. I give him an approving nod and he smiles at me.

Then, Dylan calls. I shrug and pick up. "Hey, sweetie!" The guys glare at me. Jees, jealous.

"S-Scarlett, we b-broke up," he cries. I gasp. "Dyl, come here! I'm not home right now, but I can send you the address. Just keep breathing, okay?" I immediately say.

He sobs. "O-okay." He hangs up, and I send him the address. Jordan frowns at me. "What's wrong? And did you just call him sweetie?"

He sounds jealous. I just shrug. "Cutie, he's my best friend. You know I mean it in a different way," I sigh. He lean back, crossing his arms over his chest and scowling. "Still."

I roll my eyes. "He broke up with his boyfriend. He's coming here, so why don't you all move?" I ask sweetly. Elijah frowns, "Even better!"

Aaron gets up. "Of course, sunbeam. But don't give him all the ice cream, alright?" He gives me a kiss before leaving. I smile, he's sweet!

The rest grumbles, but leaves too. Owen is still sleeping on my lap, and I let him. He won't listen anyway.

I see Dylan's car parking, and then him walking to the door. He's still crying. I yell, "Come in!" before he knocks the door, and he looks startled.

But then, he rushes in and hugs me. "I-I don't know what I did," he sobs. I rub his back soothingly. "Dyl, it'll be okay," I whisper.

He sobs, sitting down next to me. "I don't think so," he mumbles. He's looking at his hands. "He said we didn't work, but that's not how I feel," he cries.

I give him another hug. "I'll go talk to him. He'll be with Tom anyway, so it'll be fine. And while it's not, you can borrow one of me," I joke.

He gives me a small smile. "You're the best." I give him another hug, and he takes a deep breath. "So it'll work out?"

I nod. "I'll ask Tom where Dallas is." He nods, looking at my phone with me. 

Me: Is Dallas with you?

Tom: Yeah...

Me: What's wrong?

Tom: Nothing, he just fucked up. He's crying over that best friend of yours

I look at Dylan, who looks relieved. He nods at me. "It'll be okay. Please tell him that I love him, okay?"

I nod, giving him one last hug. He leaves again and my guys come in. I slowly stand up, careful not to wake up Owen. But he shifts anyways and sits up.

"I have to go. See y'll tomorrow?" I smile. They pout, but nod. I give them all a kiss and a nod. "Bye bye! Love you!"

While I head for the door, they all call, "I love you too!" My heart warms.