I love you more

Prologue

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~Harry~
Gavin and I met last year after he transferred from a school in London. He was the first openly gay student to attend Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School. I knew I was also gay, but I wasn't out yet.

We became really close friends quickly and soon my feelings toward him became impossible to ignore.

My coming out story isn't as big and grand as most people like Gavin. He had a whole dinner set up for his family and gathered everyone before telling them, then afterwards they threw him a coming out party which I think is a little extra. His whole family was supportive, unlike mine.

When I came out I told my sister first and she accepted me right away and told me she still thinks of me as her Hazza.

~~~ Flashback ~~~

"Gemma can I talk to you for a second?" I say obviously nervous because she stared at me with a worried look written on her face.

"Yeah sure, are you okay?" She softly says. I didn't even notice that I was crying until she wiped away the tears falling on my cheeks.

"Yeah I just need to tell you something, but you have to promise me you won't be disgusted or hate me" I say, needing reassurance, even though I know her answer.

"Promise" as the worry from her expression disappears into a look of honesty and truth.

"Ok, well, um, I...like...guys" I say slowly getting quieter as I trail off at the end. I must have been too quiet because Gemma looks at me with a confused expression.

"What?"

"I like guys. I'm gay Gemma!" I slightly raise my voice still worried about how she'll react, but it looks like I didn't need to worry because before I knew what to say next, she's hugging me tight until I couldn't breath

"Gemma I can't breathe" I finally let out between gasps for air.

"Sorry, I'm just really glad that you told me, and I'm really proud of you too." She says releasing me.

"So you're not disgusted or mad that I like guys"

"Why would I be. You have always been my little brother and whether you like guys or girls I couldn't care less. You are still Hazza and liking guys isn't going to change that. So no I'm not disgusted or mad you like guys, in fact I'm happy and proud of you for being brave enough to come out." And this time I'm the one to pull her into a hug as we both cry and I sigh with relief (one down two more to go) I thought to myself. How was I going to tell my mum and dad?