*Tobys POV*
Damn it, why is he so cute. I hate that I have to lie to everyone, I just don't know how they would react and I... Ugh!
I walk through my front door.
"Toby, in here, now." My dad calls from the kitchen.
I walk in to see him and my mom sitting at the table.
"This can't be good. You two are in the same room and both of you are still breathing." I say.
"Ha ha, very funny." My mom says.
"What's up?" I ask, sliding into a chair.
"We're worried about you." Mom says.
"You're distracted all the time and your football game is off. The team is counting on you." Dad adds, surprisingly calm.
"Is it a girl, is that what this is about." Mom asks.
My eyes go wide. "What?"
"Is some girl the reason you're so distracted?"
What am I supposed to say! No, mom, it's a boy, I'm gay. I can't do that! My dad would beat the shit out of me!
I take a deep breath. "Yeah, yeah I guess it is."
My mom starts to get excited. "Ooh, what's her name!?"
Think, think, think. Who's the one cheerleader not dating anyone?
"Crystal Hugo." I finally say.
"Son, that's great." My dad says, slapping his hand onto my shoulder. "Is she going to prom with you?"
"Dad, proms like, four months away. I might not like her by then."
"Yes you will." He says, more demanding than anything else.
"Yeah, okay, I'm gonna go to bed now. Night." I get up from the table and go to my room.
*Vinces POV*
I was just laying in the dark, with a giant smile on my face. I mean, could you blame me? The guy I've liked since Freshman year likes me back!
My phone dings, and I see that it's a text from Toby.
It says, "Don't hate me but I told my parents that I like Crystal Hugo..."
My smile instantly fades.
I text back, "It's fine, I understand that you're not ready to come out yet." But really I wanted to cry.
I support that he doesn't want anyone to know right now, but now he's saying he has a girlfriend! Ugh! Why!?
"I feel like shit now... I'm so sorry." He replies.
"I said it's fine. I'm just going to go to bed. I'll see you tomorrow."
But I didn't sleep. I also didn't cry. I just laid there, listening to the noises of the night. I just want to be able to have a normal relationship with someone I care about without being judged, is that so hard to ask for? Yes, yes it is, especially in the word we live in now.
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I Think I Love You
Teen FictionToby's a 6'0, buff football player. Vince is a 5'10, lanky emo kid. They're both in the closet. Toby hates himself for being the way he is, because his dad is a homophobic. Vince is okay with the way he is, but does't want to come out becaus...