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Hey, this is the first chapter of a kickthestickz I've just started. It's called Movies with Kickthestickz. It would mean a lot if you were to check it out.
Enjoy. Xx

I always loved watching films with Chris, it didn't matter if they were horror or Fantasy or even Rom-Coms. Since we both made YouTube videos and were involved with loads of short films its not surprising that we were avid movie watchers, but with Chris any film always seemed better, or just special somehow.
There was one film that always meant something more though, every perfect moment in my life seemed to have something to do with that film....

15 years earlier:
I trudged into the cinema, still kind of in shock from the events that had just occurred...
It was my 18th birthday in 2 days, and I'd just had some mates round, to talk about what I wanted to do, my supposed best friend said he'd throw me a party, but I wasn't so sure I wanted to spend my birthday getting drunk with a load of strangers...Anyway, as we talking about it my dad came in from work and they all started talking about how many girls I would 'pull'. I thought about how these were the people who I thought would love me no matter what, and how I really didn't want to hide who I was anymore, so I made the second best desicion of my life, although at the time it DID NOT feel like it.
'I I'm gay' I announced to the room
And just like that everyone was looking at me, and their eyes were filled with not just hatred but irrefutable disgust, as though our 10 years of friendship meant nothing. My three best friends quickly left, muttering something about how they had to go home and shower, they needed to wash the fag off . I couldn't believe that had just happened, but I swallowed the lump in my throat, as I turned to face my dad, he wouldn't even look at me.
Slowly, silently he stood up from the table and went upstairs, when he came back he had what looked like my birthday presents, and a cricket bat. He carefully placed the presents on the table, one at a time, until after what felt like an eternity, he turned to look at me. He raised the bat and bought it down heavily on the table. With each strike he spoke another word.

'I. DID. NOT. RAISE. MY. SON. TO. BE. A. FAG. YOU. DISGUST. ME. YOU. WILL. GET. NOTHING. FROM. THIS. FAMILY. YOU. ARE. NOT. MY. SON.

By this point my mum had come downstairs, but she was just stood at the door, shaking her head at me tears in her eyes, from what I could see she was just mouthing 'what did we do wrong?Why did you do this to us?' over and over again. So I grabbed my hoodie, and for the very last time, left my childhood home.

I walked, without really thinking where, just wanting to be out of the house. It occured to me that I'd spent my whole life being who my parents wanted me to be, I even had notebooks full of stories, that I was too scared to show anyone, afraid my imagination might be admonished, it was time I stopped hiding my adventures and started living them.

So there I was, in the cinema, scanning desperately for something, anything, worth watching. Finally I remembered that avengers assemble had just come out, and before I knew it I was in my seat, popcorn in one hand, fanta in the other. About halfway through the film I DESPERATLEY needed the toilet, and even Tom Hiddleston wasn't enough to keep me in my seat.

I was half walking, half running, trying to make sure I didn't miss anything when I saw him. His floppy brown hair fell just over his eyebrows, he was wearing a checked shirt and Skinny jeans. I will never forget that moment, the moment I first looked into his Stormy eyes, the moment I realised that soulmates, and love at first sight really did exist. It's just a shame that moment was ruined by a fist flying into my face, I turned to see Alfie, my EX best friend grinning like the chesire cat.
'Didnt think I'd be seeing your faggoty little face anytime soon, still at least it means I get a chance to beat the abomination out of you' he smirked before quickly kneeing me in the stomach, causing me to double over in pain, I looked up just in time to see the fist flying towards me stop in its tracks. Perfect boy was stood in between me and alfie, his hand enclosed over alfies.
'I suggest you fuck off, or else I might have to infect you with the gay germ myself' he whispered licking his lips. God he was hot.
Alfie was gone in a flash, and Perfect boy helped me up, tingles shot through my arm, and my hand felt immediately lonely when he let it go, like he had always been there holding it.
'Thank you' I said nervously, pushing my hand nervously through my tangled curls
'It's fine, I've had my fair share of homophic dicks to deal with' he smiled at me 'I'm Chris by the way' he stuck out his arm. I looked up at him shyly 'PJ'. As I shook his hand I got the tingles again, I finally knew what love felt Like, and I was never letting go.