byler oneshots

14 - nobody is perfect

*will and mike are together but haven't told anyone*
*freshman year*
*will pov*

I say goodbye to Mike as I walk to my locker, my head up and my shoulders back unlike usual. Mike just has this way of making me feel like it's okay to be myself.

When I get to my locker, I open it and stuff my history book in it that I don't need, but just before I'm about to leave for geometry, my diary falls out. Lately I've been having pretty bad panic attacks, so I've been bringing my diary to school, which isn't a very good idea.

As I mean to to grab it, a slim hand intercepts and snatched it out of my reach. I quickly stand up to see Troy towering over me and holding my diary high above my head so that I can't reach it.

"Awwww, is this your little diary? Let's take a look." he says, his group of friends gathering around.

"No! Give it back!" I yell, diving and trying to take it out of his hand. Troy tosses it to one of his friends, and before I can grab it through the air, Troy takes my arms and pins them behind my back, holding me so that I can't escape his grip.

"Stop! Please!" I scream, struggling. One of Troy's friends gets handed the book and opens it to one of the middle pages, his eyes widening.

"What the fuck?" he exclaims.

"Read it." Troy says sternly.

"Today, Mike came over and we laid in my bed and listened to music. He kissed me for the first time and it was perfect. It was like time stopped and everything in my life was okay again. The panic attacks have gotten better since we started going out, but I just wish we could tell people." he reads. I feel tears streaming down my face as the rest of the group looks at me in pure disgust.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You and Mike? I always knew you were a fag, but I didn't know Mike was too." Troy says, letting me go and watching me fall to the floor.

"I can't believe this. I can't wait for the rest of the school to hear about this one." Troy laughs, throwing the diary at me as the rest of them walk away. I hide the diary in my jacket and slide myself up against the lockers, shaking and crying.

"Will?" I hear a familiar voice call from down the hallway. I pick my head up to see Mike heading in the direction of the bathroom, but when he sees me, he immediately runs down the hallway.

"Will, what happened?!" he says, kneeling down in front of me.

"Troy found my d - diary. He saw a page I wrote about us. He knows that we're together." I sob.

"Oh." Mike breathes out.

"I'm so sorry. I never should have brought the diary to school. Now I exposed our relationship and people are going to make fun of you too." I sob.

"Will, it's not your fault! You can't blame yourself." he says.

"I know but..." I begin to say, but he interrupts.

"No. It's not your fault. You can't always blame things on yourself." Mike says, moving my hands away from my face.

"I know people say that nobody is perfect, but when I look at you, I know that's a lie." Mike says, kissing my cheek.

Despite what just happened, my heart is fluttering and I can feel my cheeks turn red.

"I love you, Mike." I whisper.

"I love you, too." he says back.