It's us against the world

44 - phone call

"Hello?" I ask, wanting to make sure it's him.

"I don't want you hanging out with those girls. They aren't right for you, or anyone." My dad tells me sternly.

"What girls?" I ask, trying to play the dumb card.

"The football girls. Don't play dumb with me. I saw how you were with that girl on the instagram today. Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. They're trying to convert you. I'm telling you. Stay. Away." He tells me in a not so friendly way, trying to manipulate me into leaving them.

"What do you mean converting?" I ask, genuinely confused as to what he's trying to grasp at.

"To their fucking gay stuff. You aren't gay, you won't be gay, and you won't be hanging out with gay people." He shouts down the phone, his homophobia shining through his voice.

"And what will happen if I don't stay away?" I smirk, trying to wind him up.

"There will be consequences. Trust me. You don't want to find out." He growls.

"Well what I think, is that I'm going to be spending a longer time with them and you won't do anything." I tell him, trying to stay calm but sitting down on a bench to try and control my anger.

"You do that, and I will come to where you are and take you away with me." He shouts, making a few tears start to roll down my face.

"Fine. But I'll be going to the police if you do." Trying my best not to show my weakness through the phone.

"You'll try your best." He spits before hanging up the phone.

The tears now start to roll a lot faster down my face and I can feel the warmth crumbling inside.

I walk back over to the table where Beth is, the tears now making my mascara run down my cheeks. I still, do not make a sound but as soon as Beth looks over at me a few sobs manage to escape my mouth.

"Can you turn the live off." I manage to whisper, without drawing too much attention to myself.

She explains to the fans that we will see them on Sunday and that it was the end of the stream and ends it relatively quickly to give her full attention to me.

"Come on." Beth says, patting the chair for me to come and sit down on.

I sit down and as Beth wraps her arm around me, the sobs become louder and my body begins to shake with the amount of tears leaving my body.

"What's the matter, kid?" She asks me, rubbing my arm up and down.

"My dad just- phoned and he- said that I- shouldn't hang- out with you guys- anymore because you're- gay and I'm- not allowed- to be- gay." I manage to explain to her, sobs still leaving my mouth and making it harder to breathe.

"Kid. Kid. Breathe. Okay. Breathe." She tells me.

I shake my head, working myself up into a bigger state than I was in before.

"Breathe with me. In. And. Out. In. And. Out." She says, helping me to calm down as she manages to get me breathing at a reasonable rate again.

"So your dad? Said that you're not allowed to hang out with us? Because we're gay?" She asks, confirming what I tried to tell her before.

I nod, still letting the tears fall slightly. Upset with what he's trying to make me do.

"Right? But aren't you gay?" She asks, finding the statement interesting.

"Yeah. He said, that, I'll be gay because I hang out with you guys. He doesn't want me to do that." I whisper, wanting to keep quiet incase any supporters are around.

"Mhm. Interesting. I didn't realise that me being gay affects your sexual orientation. Unless you're just deeply attracted to me?" Beth smiles, amused by the brain of a twat.

"I thought I was already gay before I met you guys. You just helped me realise it clearer. I mean, Leah made me realise it, very clearly." I shrug, smiling when I mention Leah.

"Seems like he's not very clever." Beth chuckles, pointing out the obvious.

"That he is." I agree.

"Shall we get you home and you can explain to Leah what's gone on, yeah?" She asks trying to get us out of the spotlight, "She's worried about you. Look at all these messages!" She laughs, showing a string of about 35 messages coming through in the last 5 minutes.

"Can we go home. But not tell Leah. I don't want her to know yet, she's close with her family and that will just make her not like me because I'm not close with my dad." I explain.

"You know she won't mind. She doesn't love you for your dad." She laughs, "but you don't have to tell her yet. We can just explain that nothing happened."

"Yeah, that sounds nice." I smile, ready to return back home.

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A/n: sorry it's so short but I'm trying to write a bit more and on the story down the line
Also put this one out as a special because omg I got 50k reads??!!!
Thank you guys x
And World Cup starts in 11 days!!!! I'm so excited
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