That one gay kid (Still writing)

Chapter 1

Sebastian Blue. That's my name, I go to a school called Trinity High. It's a huge school, I know. Crazy how many people go here, and not one of them seems to be gay. Or at least an open gay. I'm one of the closeted ones, and I hope there are a few more.
I am in the tenth grade, so I'm sixteen years old. It was the second week into school and we already had at least twenty tests. I swear, sometimes school needs to chill a bit.
"Hey! Watch it!"
Dang, there I go again. Lost in thought and wasn't even paying any attention as to where I was going.
"I-I'm sorry!"
Man, why do I always seem so shy? I barely talk to anyone. No, I'm not lonely. I have a few friends. Oh gosh, I didn't pay any attention to who I bumped into. Liam was his name. The hottest guy in school. The one who played every sport in the history of sports, his favorite was football. He's in most of my classes, always has been. He's seventeen, in my grade, and really tall. He's like 6'1 while I'm 5'8. I've had a crush on him for a few years. My face instantly turned red at the sight of him. Stupid feelings, everyone has them. Why do I have to have them for a guy? One who was definitely not gay. Or was he? I couldn't help but fantasize.
"Oh, Sebastian! It's okay, just watch where you're going next time."
It may just be my brain, but he always seemed to act nice towards me. Maybe, just maybe, he likes me? No, what am I saying? This is Liam. No way in hell. I couldn't help but lose myself in his calming blue eyes. No. Stop it Sebastian. Walk away. Good, my feet are actually working this time.
Okay, you wouldn't even understand how hot I found Liam. Him and his blue eyes and brown hair. I couldn't get enough of him. I found myself stumbling over my own feet as I walked away. I wanted to turn around and see if he was looking at me, but he probably wasn't.
I need to calm down and make it to my locker. Stop thinking about Liam, and just do my work.
After a few minutes I had made it to my locker. Not just any locker, my gym locker. Most of the day was over and I was now sitting in the gym locker room. Do you even understand how hard it is to not look at all the changing guys in the locker room for me? Like, okay, almost all of these guys had something attractive about them. My eyes always wandered off to Liam who got changed right next to me every single day. One of these days I would convince myself to come out. No one knew but my closest friend, Mason. Mason was straight, like most guys in the school, but supported LGBT+. No, I've never had a crush on Mason. Mason would always be my friend, and nothing more. Don't get your hopes up and ship the two of us, there is an unspoken agreement between friends. You just don't.
After I had finished struggling to get my shorts on without anyone looking, I had to walk away before anything in my mind got worse. Next thing I know I could be drooling over Liam. The boys locker room was basically my enemy. Good thing no one would look each other, or I'd most definitely be caught. Oops.
Once we were done with the embarrassing session of me trying to play basketball and miserably failing, it was time to go home.
I had lived through the boys locker room for the second time today, and started to walk on home. That was when Liam rode by and offered a drive.
"Hey, Sebastian! Why don't you allow me to drive you home, you look lonely!"
Cue the red face again.
"U-Uh, okay."
Stupid. Why did I accept that? Oh, I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to get closer to him.
"Hop on in."
He didn't have anyone else in the car with him, so it should be okay. I climbed into the passengers seat of his red Shelby Mustang GT500.
When I climbed in the car I got some sudden boost of happiness and bravery. Maybe it was just Liam's appearance, or my imagination again.
Soon we arrived at my house and Liam politely helped me carry my band bags. I swear I thought he liked me. That was when we had this little moment at the door. I gazed into his eyes and he gazed back into mine. I got a bit too happy, and I reached up and kissed him. Right there. On my porch.