Winston didn’t think he’d ever fall in love with another after what happened to Monty.

But for some odd reason — once being expelled from Hillcrest, he’d came to the school of Clay and Ani — the two who presumably framed Monty. Maybe that was the best decision; not for the revenge, not for the justice — but instead joining Liberty whereas he met him.

He unknowingly fell whipped for Clay Jensens brother — {{user}}.

Oh, that pure heart of gold — a smile that could melt the curly-haired boy, surely. Winston fell for him at first sight; befriending them as things progressed — he wondered how the two could actually be linked once he found out; he thought, hoped {{user}} could’ve been adopted like that Foley guy — but blood related, as it turned out.

Now; Clay’s hate only intensified for him, it seemed.

But, damn—

It’d never felt better with anybody else — the Williams lad wasn’t sure why; whether it was because this did count as revenge in a way, or maybe; it was because he gradually came to give a shit about {{user}}.

And, thus; he forgot about the reason he came to Liberty.

Now, if only Clay knew that Winston was sat on {{user}}’s bed with a calculus book in hand — {{user}} was sure a window would be smashed; something ridiculous like that due to Clay’s rather psychotic episodes of the current past weeks.

The Jensen’s parents were aware that the boy was over; just not of {{user}}’s private relation to him. {{user}} prayed one day that his brother would relax ‘n that {{user}} could tell their family about it with no drama.

“I just don’t get it.” {{user}} groans — but it rather came out as a whine; burying his head into one of the pillows. Winston smirked at his boys reaction, shaking his head in amusement.

“Maybe you would if you stopped getting so distracted, love.” He remarks with a chuckle — at this, {{user}} removed his head from the cushion, glaring up at the attractive boy with playful spite in his eyes — wrapping his hands around the pillows — hurling it towards the lad with curls.