Dear Jerome,
I'm writing to you from Pennsylvania, in what is beginning to threaten to become subzero temperatures. I'm even dressed up in a sweater you got me some number of years ago.
As soon as I got back, I sat my family down, with Connor over Skype due to being in college, and explained I was - no, that I am gay. Needless to say, they all know how and why.
I'd have probably told them I was bisexual, but I really didn't want to deal with Marley and Kyleigh attemping to set me up with their friends again. Their hearts may be in the right place, but it gets aggravating after you have all these girls either batting their multiple layers of mascara at you, or ignoring you altogether.
My sisters may be some of my favourite people at times, but there's also the times when I just want to grab one of my Nerf guns, and shoot them.
The family accepted it though, as I'd assumed, but I caught a look of disappointment go between my parents as they asked about your marriage. Some nights, I wonder if there is anyone in my family left who didn't think we should've gotten together.
One other issue with being at home is that I'm so close. About an hour away. It's honestly so hard to stop myself from driving over there and just seeing you. All I currently want is to run my hand through your silken spikes of hair, the soft, warm texture of your lips on mine. The feeling where we can be trapped in that moment, together, forever.
Then I want to steal your snapback off your head as you get all distracted and flustered, and run off. Of course, I'd hear your angry yell, but that only contradicts the loving look in your eyes.
You know I'd do if it I could.
On another note, I did actually do something.
I got a Tumblr.
A secret one, just so I wouldn't be scrutinised over it. I didn't want people wondering about what I post there.
The first thing I did was search the Merome tag, and I was not disappointed. Too many laughs to be had.
One thing that stuck in my mind was this post that suggested how we'd work in relation to... things. Apparently I'm the bottom for everything.
That works for me, as long as you're on top ;D
It's interesting that stuff still gets posted under the tag, though. Some have quotes from old fanfictions, others are photo edits or scenes from old videos and livestreams.
On the note of fanfictions, I've also been reading them. I got inspired after being given that other one, and I'm now not disappointed. Wattpad has thousands of Merome fanfictions. I've been reading a bunch of them, and I'll be honest, I kinda like them. They're so sweet, and most end with us being together, and happily in love. There's a few that have made me cry, like the ones where I die and you follow (please don't), some are vice versa, and some just have sad breakups.
There's also this one where it's set in a high school and you're popular while I'm a nerd, you like me, I like you, we get together and so do a lot of our friends, like Brandon and Mat (BECAUSE NOOCHZAHHUTT IS REAL!), but it turns out it's all just a big dream, so another one of my best friends never die (phew, I was getting attached). One where some of us are hybrid creatures and Ryan is initially a murderer. Another has us back in the TC house with a mute Ty, and a livestream makes things esculate... and a really nice sounding carnival as well. There's even one where I play the flute! Nice thought, but I'm far from musical, especially when I sing.
I spend so much time on there, it's not even funny anymore. It once got to the point where I was up past one in the morning just drowning myself in fanfiction.
Gosh, I need a life, Jerome, but I don't want one without you.
See how damn conflicted I get? Some nights I start to hate you, but most others, I just miss you.
How do I stop myself from falling down this never-ending tunnel of confusion that surrounds you?
Love you long time,
Mitch.
Fanfictions mentioned are Our Story by Cloxite, Headphones by MadiRosieFF, the BCWYWF series by haunted_dragon and The Flute Case by forevermerome. Go check out the books if you haven't already! ^_^
Amber
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Dear Jerome (Merome) (Dear Mitch)
FanfictionMitchell Hughes never meant to kiss his best friend. He never meant to lose him. He never meant to say goodbye. When a few minutes shatters his friendship with Jerome, his life won't be the same. All bridges with Jerome seem collapsed or unstable...
