Demons (Shaylor Fanfiction Book I)

Chapter 6 Becoming Friends:

Recap: I peeked outside, Taylor was reading the note. He then got up and was heading to the locker room.

"I wonder how this is going to turn out," I thought to myself.

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Taylor walks in and I'm behind the door. He looks around, wondering who wanted him.

"Okay, I'm here, what do you want?" He said frustrated.

I didn't answer at first, I was kind of scared of how to make him like me.

"Quit being such faggot and show yourself!" he yelled.

"Say please," I said smiling.

He turned around and look at me. His face was red with fury, but the minute he saw me, he calmed down.

"What do you want?" He snapped.

"I just wanted to talk," I said walking closer.

"Why should I talk to a faggot like you?" He said turning away.

"Taylor," I said turning him towards me.

His head was down, but I can tell he's crying. I was about to put my hand on his chin, but he flinched.

"Why did you flinch?" I asked worried.

"I-I-I," he stuttered.

"Did you think I was going to hurt you?" I asked cutting him off.

"I can't do this," he said about to run out.

I run upfront of him and stopped him.

"Taylor," I said looking at him,"I just want to know why you hate me?"

"I-I can't tell you," he said choked up.

I sat him down on the bench. His eyes were red and puffy. I can see him starting to sweat. He looked very upset and scared.

"Why can you tell me?" I asked.

He shook his head, biting his lip, trying to hold whatever is bothering him in.

"You look like you're about explode," I said smiling,"You can trust me."

When I said that he started to sob.

"I can't do it anymore, Shawn!" He yelled standing up,"I want to be this strong, confident, guy, but when I get home...."

He bit his lip again and closed his eyes. I can see his chin quiver, and tears streaming down his face. I can actually feel his sadness and pain. It's coming off of him like a foul odor.

I walk over to him and hug him tight, but making sure I don't hurt his arm more. I rub his back while he sobs quietly.

"It's okay, Tay," I cooed.

"T-Thank you, S-Shawn," he whispered in my ear.

"No problem," I said letting go.