Complicated

Chapter One

Gray McEvanz's POV

TO START, I'm gay.

Not those very flamboyant gays that sparkles and smells like candy. God no. I am just normal. I guess. You can't really tell that I'm gay unless I told you. Not that I will tell you, because I'm a closet gay.

Coming out means going from the highest in the foodchain to the lowest. And being lowest means target for bullies. And even if I don't get to the lowest, I will still be bullied since people here are homophobes. Yes, I am popular. Like very very popular. I even have a picture of the mayor of the town and me shaking our hands. I burned it. It was horrible. You know those times when the camera decides to take a picture when you're in the middle of closing your eyes? Yeah. My face was like that. I looked like I smoked sixty-nine packs of medicinal marijuana.

Anyways, let's not talk about that. Let me introduce myself. I am Gray McEvanz. Yes. It is 'z' not 's'. My great great great great great grandfather must be high when he made it, or just simply wants to put a swag on it. I'm seventeen turning eighteen in 2 weekz. Dammit. Now I got the swag 'z' syndrome. Don't search it! I just made that up.

I woke up today at the wrong side of the bed. Both literally and figuratively. My face was flat on the floor and half on my body still on the bed. How do I get there, me too have no idea. Groaning, I pushed myself so that I can level the half of my body to the rest, but my arms decided to destroy my pretty face and weakens so my face landed again on the floor. Smack!

God, I hate mondays. Especially when you went home at 3am from a party. My head is killing me. I shall never drink again! Ever. 'What a big bag of bullshit' I thought. I know that when this killer headache disappears, I will go back to drinking and will remember not to drink again if I got a another headache. This must be feeling when Zeus gave birth to Athena. Gah! My head!

I must be really drunk last night to have this kind of headache. Man, I can't remember a thing. Who drove me home? Wait, speaking of home, I stood up and scan my bedroom to make sure I am really in my house. I looked around and smiled. I am in my bedroom! Yas! Wait, I think my room has an xbox, a green ceiling and a blue curtain. Unless my drunk self made a make over. But I know myself better than mom knows how to cook. I will never, ever in my whole pretty life will I separate my xbox from my room. So after a few seconds, I decided that I am not in my room nor in my own house.

"Glad you're awake." A deep masculine voice sounded behind my back. I shrieked like a girl who just ruined her perfect nail. I quickly disguised it with a cough and turned to the voice. Shock was an understatement. I looked up and saw the most beautiful man in the world. He had a blue gray eyes, brown that almost looked like black hair and a light shadow casted by the beard on his face which I think is well mentained.

My mouth agape as I drank his appearance. He is really handsome. My peewee downstairs twitched slighly. Oh my, I'm having a boner. And him wearing nothing but boxer briefs is not helping!