Chapter Three

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      Daniels POV.

      The last period bell finally rang and I left class and as I was walking to my locker someone pushed me down making me drop my stuff.

   "Heh! Watch were your going suicidal freak!" Derek yelled at me.

  "Just stop asswipe!" I say picking my stuff up and putting it in my locker.

   "What did you say, tough guy?" 

   He shoved me agonist my locker and banged my head against it I the process.

  Someone pulled him off.

   It was him. Liam.

    "What the fuck dude?" Derek said agitated.

  "What the fuck dude?" He said mockingly,"you know what the fuck! You have no business bullying him he did nothing wrong!"

  "Being born!" He scoffed.
  

  All of a sudden Derek was on the floor with Liam punching him over and over.

  No one was doing anything about it not even the teachers! 

   I pulled him off and as soon as I touched him I felt butterflies.

  A spark maybe. No. Your not gay. Your not.

   He looked at me as if e felt the same.

  Then he blushed and ran out the door.

    I ran after him.

   "Hey stop! Please?" I yelled out of breath. I am definitely not fast compared to a star quarter back.

   He stoppe and turned around clearly not out of breath.

  I bent over and started catching my breath.

  "Just-breath-give- breath- me a second-breath" I managed to blurt out.

  I collapsed on the ground and he just say down beside me.

  We were like a mile away from the school now.

   "What?" He said looking at me.

  "Why did you take up for me?" I asked.

He blushed then said"I like you"

  Woah wait what.
   "What?"

"You heard me. Yeah I'm gay. Wippty freaking do and la di fucking da. I like you. And what they did was wrong!" He said not phased.

   "Umm...  I think I-" I sted hesitating.

  "Don't worry I know you do. I can tell. When we touched I felt something and I know you did too. The way you looked at me. I got soo lost in your eyes. Who wouldn't?" He said looking down at the ground fiddling with a stick.

   

   I couldn't deny th truth any longer. I was gay. No one can change me this is who I am.
But the thing is I don't fall for preppy guys. I'm gay yeah not gay for him.

  
    Yeah I know what they say I am going to hell. Well I believe on him yes, but if god judges someone like me then I don't think heaven is a good place just a place for people who are perfect!  I am gay. If people have a problem they can go-

  I was cut off with him connecting his lips with mine.

  

   He grabbed my hair and pulled it.

   I moaned and he broke off the kiss. How come every one knows my sweet spot.

   "I am so so sorry Niell I had to do it. I am so-"

  I cut him off by saying "don't ever fucking call me Niell. Only my friends can call me that. Don't call me anything but emo freak like you always do!"

   He sat back down and asked me something I didn't expect from him.

   "Da-Niell Burd will you go out with me. Be mine forever. I promise to protect you always and I will never ever hurt you. I promise just be mine?" He said standing up and gesturing his hand out.

   I grabbed it and made my decision perfectly clear.

   "Let me say something even crazier than that!!" I said fluttering  my eyelash an looking so sweet. Damn he's hot.

   "How about no! Your a fucking prep who ruined my life and I am not dating someone who thinks there better than anyone else. You making my life horrible is 1,000,000,000 times better than the thought of dating you. Oh and this is for kissing me!!!" I yell.

   I punched him in his stomach and walk-no run off. I can't believe he has the nerve to ask me that after all the years he put me through hell. After all the years of torture and humiliation. Fuck him.

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