Homophobic but secretly gay

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Juho
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What is this feeling? My chest is hurting. I can't describe this feeling and it's annoying me so much. Am I sick or something? My head starts to hurt and I can't keep my thoughts in control. I hear sounds around me, talking and laughing. I feel someone poking me and calling my name.

"Juho!"
I snap out of my thoughts and look up to the person calling me. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed it was my best friend, Jere. Why did I even reacted like that?

"What's wrong with you? You don't look so good. Are you sick?" Jere asked, looking at me as confused as I am

"...Ah no, I'm fine." I lied. But what am I supposed to answer when I don't even know the right answer.

"Are you sure tho?" He wanted to make sure I was fine. weirdo.

"Yeah. Pretty sure." I looked around to see what the other students are doing. "What class are we on?" I asked the stupidest question.

"..We are in English class idiot!" Jere answered and rolled his eyes.

"Geez. Don't have to be so rude, I just asked a question." I rolled my eyes back at him.

"You should know what class this is. Did you bring your books?" He asked and looked out for my books that I ofc didn't have with me.

"Uhm...no I didn't. Did you? Seems like you didn't neither." I looked at his empty desk. "Not even a pencil case?"

"Oh shut the fuck up man! Mind your own business." He hissed at me. Literally.

"Dickhead." I appointed.

"Shithead!" He replied.

I rolled my eyes and looked at the clock. I really had to get out of this room right now. So I got up and just walked to the door and opened it. I gave a last glance to my best friend and my heart startet to beat faster when he looked back at me confused.

I shut the door behind me and ran to the bathroom. What the hell is happening to me? It feels like I'm burning, idk. I sat on the floor and stared at the ceiling. This isn't like me at all.