Avengers high/// stony.

Chapter two. Tony is gay.

Tony's pov.
As I get home I slowly open the door hoping not to piss of my father. "Anothoney is that you?" I hear from a distance. 'Shit' "yes father." I called my dad father because he didn't feel much like a dad. And father felt like a pitty word u would use for a step father. Someone you do not like. I start to walk upstairs. "Anthony where are u heading in such a hurry!" My dad yells. "My friends coming over for a school project." I tell my father "oh a school project I rember those days" my dad snarls. "He's a boy" I say getting annoyed. I haven't told my father I don't like women. But to be qwuite honest I don't want to. He would probably beat the living hell out of me. "Oh" he sighs. I roll my eyes and walk up stairs in to my room. My room is rather big. I have my own bedroom. Walk in closet. A little desk in the side. My bed with red and yellow sheets and blankets.

On my wall is all my awords from school. And making car engines. I throw away Al the trash from my floor in to the bin. I go in my bathroom and make sure it looks nice

Steve's pov: I ring the door bell looking at my self in the seethrew door I fix my hair. The door opens and I see a bit of a taller man "hello Mr stark." I put out my hand. He looks at me. "Anthony your friends here." He looks at me. I feel a pit in my stomach. Like I am some how wrong. I see tony run down the stairs and I smile. He runs to the door as his dad walks away. "Hi Steve!" Tony smiles letting me threw the door
I smile big "hi Tony." I look around I I feel so small. "Wow your house is huge." I smile. I see a man walk up to me. "Steve this is Jarvis. My bu- my friend." He smiles looking at the taller man. "Nice to meet u." I put out my hand. "Nice to meet you sir." He shakes my hand. "Oh just call me Steve." I smile. "We'll ARNT u a pleasant young man." I hear a voice boom. I look over to tony and he looks a little scared. "That's my d-dad." Tony breaks. "Hi sir." I smile. Tony grabs me by the arm and pulls me up the stairs.
We walk in his room. And I look around "ur room's massive!" I laugh. He smiles.

Tonys pov: *3 weeks later.*
Steve has been at my houes every day for three weeks. Even my dad is starting to like him! Mabey more then me.after Steve left today I stayed in my room. I open my phone and Steve texts me. I smile and start to text him

Steve ❤️⭐️
S- hey Tony thanks for letting me stay tdy.
T- of course I like u so u can stay whenever u want.

I laugh. But the relize I put "I like u." I get scared

T- we'll not like that.
I do like u
It's dumb nvm

S- Dw I like y to ❤️

I almost lose my breath. Steve. Just told me he liked me. Not in that way or anything m. But still. I smile big. As I hear my door swing open. And see my father standing there in one hand  a bottle of snops. The other hand nothing. "Why are u always around Steve hm?" My dad asks stepping in to my room and having a seat on my bed. "He's my friend" I sigh. "Do u have a crush on him." My dad snapped. "Wha- dad what are u talking about." I get mad. My dad stands up almost falling. "Answer the fucking question Anthony." I look at my dad scared. "He's my friend." I snap. My dad grabs me by the neck and looks me in my eyes. "Do u fucking like him." He ask. I gulp and look away. He throws me on the ground. "U do DONT u? You fucking gay basterd." He snarles. I feel a tear hit my cheek. "If I EVER see u kiss a man I will fucking kill u do u hear me?" He yells in my face. "Yes sir." I cry. He walks away.

I look at my self in the mirror. And I punch the mirror. Shattering the glass. I climb in to bed.
Steve has texted me. "
Steve ❤️⭐️
S- hey tones u alr.
T-hey can I tell u something.

I ask.

S-yea of course your my best friend!

I smile tears falling away.

T- Steve the reson I domt like my dad. Is because he sometimes beats me.

I sigh finally telling sm felt good.
S-oh my god tony are u okay? Has he hurt you today?

Steve asks me.
T-mabey.
I sigh.

S- toney oh my god why is he doing this.

T- is I tell u u can't get mad.

I cry not wanting to say another word.

S- don't worry u can trust me.

T- okay. My dad is an acholic. He drinks a lot and beats me often. We'll I guess he has noticed that we hang around eachother a lot. And he thinks I might like u.

Steve types but the bubbles stop untill.
S- wait u might like me? But your straight.

I look at the text. I then think of a plan.

T- it's hard to not look at u and be straight.

S- okay I just giggled at that bust seryesley. Are u okay.

Steve ask me.

T- yea it just idk. Because apart of me wanted to tell my dad I did like u.

AHH THE SUSPENSION. WHAT WILL HAPPNE AMD WILL IT HAPPEN SOON...