London, London, London.
Once I thought this city was great, well now its just plain boring. There's only one thing that's keeping me from running away from everything and starting a new life, Noah.
Oh Noah, he's like the rain on a cold spring day. An autumn leaf beginning to turn. A May flower bloom with all its greatness. He's as gold as a ray of sun in the heat of summer. His perfect imperfections make him the best and most illiterate piece of poetry ever created. A perfect portrait painted by the most loved painter. He is art.
I may be over exaggerating things a bit but, you may say I'm in love. He doesn't even notice me but hell, I notice him. More than I notice anything. But that's the way I'd like to keep it, me noticing him, and him paying no attention to me at all. He would never be seen with a "fag" like me, everyone knows my secret, god, I shouldn't even call it a secret anymore. No one would want to be seen with me, especially the captain of the Futball team, but hey could you kill a guy for trying, I will never...
"Watch it fag" one of the most ignorant jocks to ever walk this earth said in an over pretentious tone that could kill a guy even with a single syllable. God this guy totally ruined my train if thought!
"Come on guys, leave the poor guy alone what has he ever done to you?" Noah was actually defending me! Now this was a dream come true.
SMACK!!! Every thing went fuzzy. Keith the jock who purposely ran into hit me, and by god it hurt!
"What the hell Keith!" Noah screamed at his fellow teammate. "I told you to leave him alone." Noah ran over to me and picked me up by the arm and held on to me by the waist, since I was still a little loopy and I couldn't really walk straight, haha I definitely can't walk straight!!
"So are you a faggot too Noah?" Keith asked with a snotty rich girl tone. "Can you just back off already!!!" Noah yelled possibly as loud as he could, or maybe it was because my head was right next to his.
After his little burst out, he stomped his way to the restroom with me in his arms. "Why'd you help me, you possibly just lost your bad boy jock reputation?" I asked as he set me down on the counter. "I mean you didn't have to help me I could have got here by my self."
"Why wouldn't I help you?" He retaliated while putting a now wet paper towel on my split lip. "But the question us why would you help me, I'm a fag, a queer, and you, well your you."
"I'll take that as a complement, but I sorta have a feeling you know why I helped you." He said with an evil smirk on his face, oh gif why did he have to do that, it just made him more cute than he already was. "I have no idea what you are talking about, quite frankly your making my brain hurt more than it already does." I say in a confused tone.
Noah chuckles a bit, making me blush out if control. "I like you Trevor."
ΠΠΠΠΠ Sorry, my chapters are short. I'm not the good at writing long chapters, I get bored easily. Sorry. But I still love you guys.ΠΠΠΠΠ
