GOOD friend

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Damien's pov:

"I hate earth, I hate it so much!" I whispered.

I opened the door to my mom's house.

"Hey kiddo!" my mom says.

"hey mum" I say back

"can I call father?" I asked.

"oh? why?" my mum asks

"because I think I might be sick and I want to ask him" I replied.

"oh well why do you think you're sick?" my mom asks.

"well because my stomach felt sick today and my face was warm" I say.

"do you still fell like that" my mum asked.

"uh- no really" I say.

"do you know why you felt like that?" my mum says

"no?" I say back, but pip was there, and then when pip was gone I was fine, when I think of pip that feeling comes back. Pip's kinda cute, his hair is nice and his eyes are pretty and-

"your blushing" my mum says

"huh?" I say

"you have a crush" my mother says

"WHAT? NO! I WILL SEND YOU TO HELL IF YOU LIE LIKE THAT AGAIN!!!" I say, there's no way I like that French fuck!!! Sure he looks good but I don't like him!I can't like him, I'm not gay!

"ok whatever, I made some Kraft dinner its on the table" my mum says

I got over to the table and start to eat my Kraft dinner. I can't believe my mother would say that! I don't have a crush on anyone, and definitely not on pip! I'm not gay! he is cute though with his round face ,and his eyes ,and his lips ,and his hair, how he dresses, and-

"are you gonna eat, Damien?" my mother says

"Oh- uh yah" I say back

I start to eat the Kraft dinner, I mean its good, nothing amazing. I should invite pip over, or maybe go to the park with him... why is my face warm again and I feel sick! I'M. NOT. GAY. But I don't think I'm sick... maybe I just like pip... as a good friend... yah.

*time skip bc im lazy and don't know what to say*

"well, its getting dark out, go to bed kiddo" my mother yells from the kitchen

"but mother, its 10pm" I yell back

"I don't care go to bed" my mom yells back

"UGH FINE" I yell. I run upstairs and get change into my pj's, they're pretty cool, they're black with red stars on it. I brush my teeth and pull my hair into a ponytail.

"I really need to cut my hair" I say well going into my bed. Pip his really nice and pretty and caring and soft and just really the best person I have meat. I mean i'm NOT gay but if he was a girl i'd ask him out.

I think about pip for what feels like 1 hour, and I start to get bored.

"idk why I can't get pip out of my head, but im bored and can't sleep soooo" I get up and grab some scissors and start to cut my hair. I cut the front shorter then the back but make the back long-ish.

"good enough" I say.

have a blond streak in my hair from 6 months ago, so I will try to dye it red! I run downstairs and grab some of my mothers hair-dye. I put some red on my blonde streak.

"There, better" I say well looking in the mirror... ugh I though this would give me something else but that frenchie to think about but no... maybe what I did to my hair makes me look gay?? IM NOT GAY, SHIT!

I look in the mirror again "shit, this kinda looks gay..." I say, "ha ha... why do I care... i'm not... gay........ whatever i'm really tried i'm going to bed" I run to my bed a face plump into my bed. I fall asleep pretty fasted and start to dream.

(END OF THIS PART NEXT PART, IDK WHERE IM FULLY GOING WITH THIS STORY BUT I LOVE WRITING IT ALSO 12 views IS LOWKEY CRAZY)


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