Max's POV
I'm really wanting to go to Hamilton now. The music is amazing and Lin Manuel-Miranda is a genius with words and he's just incredible.
Also Jonathan Geoff isn't that bad looking either.
I'm listening to my favorite song, Satisfied when I get a text. It's from Samantha.
{Don't throw away your shot. Come to my place. NOW}
What is it now?
Well she used a Hamilpun so it must be serious.
{k. 5min}
{make sure to pack}
Oh. We're running away. I can't. I love my Dad. Sure I haven't come out yet but he love me so much. It's only one person though, he's the only one who'll miss me. I have to do this.
I take my backpack and put in two outfits, two toothbrushes, and soap because I know she'll forget that. I also bring $1,000 of stolen money, 2 water bottles, and 5 protein bars. And a my phone with a charger.
It's close to 8:00. I tiptoe down the stairs and bump into my dad.
"Oh, ummm hey dad!" Try to not be suspicious.
"What are you doing with a backpack?"
"Umm. I. Uh." Totally not suspicious. "I'm sleeping over at Samantha's house! Yeah that's what I'm doing. "
"Ok son. I trust you. Make sure you come back at 10:00 tomorrow ok? And make sure there's no romance. "
I have to tell him. If I don't now I'm gonna hate myself.
"Dad. I need to tell you something."
"You can tell me anything. "
Shit. Shit. Shit. I need to say it. "Dad, I'm gay."
Oh no. He's gonna hate me.
"Uh. Duh. "
What? Did someone tell him? How would he know?
"Of course you're gay. I've known this before you went to school. I love you no matter what. Why do you think I let you have sleepovers with Samantha? I know you too well. "
"So. You're not mad?"
"Of course not. Now go to Samantha's house and have fun ok? I love you. "
I hug him so tight that I'm supersede that I didn't squeeze something out of him. I spot a tear rolling down my cheek.
"I love you dad."
"I love you too son. "
I shouldn't run away. I can't do that to him. I can call him right? I need to do this for Samantha.
I give him one last hug and I leave.
"I love you." I whisper at the door.
"And I'm so sorry for what I'm about to do to you?"
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The Unloveable
Teen FictionI am Samantha. I am 250 pounds and miserable. My mom tells me I'm worthless as she smashes my head on the kitchen counter each morning. I get picked up from my house with my only friend Max who never speaks to me because he's too busy listening to H...
