Jackson continued to scan the area with his wide eyes trying to make some sense of what happened in his head. Although it was difficult with William talking, in what appeared to be an angry voice. How could something like this happen, right at the start of term? Yesterday Jackson had been so excited to start Hogwarts and now that feeling had evaporated from him.
'I'm bi'. Wait what? William was bisexual? He had never said, unless. Had Jackson ever fell for William or had William always sent him signals that had through the Hufflepuff in a state of confusion. Did Jackson actually like William at all? He did desire a wife and children, perhaps he wasn't sexual confused after all, maybe it was just William who had confused him and he'd never realised.
'I want to be more than mates'. Hold on. Now this really was getting deep, was William asking him, Jackson the boy uncomfortable with his image, to be his boyfriend? It seemed bizzare to get a sudden rush of attention from someone in more than a friendly manner. Every time Jackson looked into the mirror the person staring back at him was skinny, his nose wasn't symmetrical, his lips were too thin to make him a good kisser and his eyes were a bit wide. To Jackson, he was a freak. This didn't make sense.
'Obviously you don't want that.' Did Jackson want William to be his boyfriend? Who knows, Jackson certainly didn't know. Right now, here and now, this situation wasn't helping in the slightest. He was usually the one to give advice but right now he was the person in need. Who would he turn to? He had kept his confusion a secret for so long now Jackson was confused about being confused. Was he sexual confused or was he not? Or was he and this was just a joke? William had found out and was fooling him, taking the mick out of him.
'I'm sorry.' Jackson said as he looked back into the hazel of eyes of William Crosby. Those two words were all that could come from Jackson's mouth. How he would sleep in the dorm that night, how he would eat at the Hufflepuff table, how we would sit even the Hufflepuff Common Room Jackson didn't know. Nor did he know if William would tell anybody. Yesterdays charms class had been so relaxed, the two had enjoyed the lesson and each others company and now they were in the dungeons... confused.
Staring blankly ahead Jackson handed William the ice pack and walked away, past the punching pad and out of the room. The potions class in the chamber next door was still in progress. Had any of them heard what had happened between William and himself? Most likely not over the fires beneath their cauldrons. Despite that Jackson was still in a state of panic, worry and confusion.
Jackson arrived in the Entrance Hall not knowing where to go. Would William follow him? Right now he needed someone, preferrably Grace. Grace wouldn't judge him. He could tell Nathan but that could be even more awkward seeing as he shared a dormitory with Nathan.
Wiping the tears that had began to fill along his waterline the Hufflepuff made his way up the marble staircase to find Grace. He wasn't sure what class she was in, whether she even was in a class, but he was going to find her come what may then... Then he'd let the situation unfolded.
TO BE CONTINUED . . .