Damn You [BoyxBoy]

Lean

Song: The National - Lean (Not the best quality on YT due to copyright, sorry, it's much better when it's straight from the album.)

Charlotte --> Troian Bellisario

I can't believe he saw me! Did he notice that I was, um, watching him like a total creeper?

I wave at him, and move away from the window. As I close my blinds, dad comes in. My eyes shift nervously to him, hoping mom didn't say anything.

"Hey sport," he greets, sitting on my desk chair, "I'd like to tell you that I love you no matter what..." My mom has a big mouth, I think as I sit on my bed, grabbing my glasses.

"Mom said something didn't she?" I ask him.

"You know she's bad with secrets. Why had you not told us before?" he asks me, looking very sincere.

"To be honest with you, because I didn't know. I've always thought I liked girls, I mean you met Ashley, but when I started talking to this guy, I, I dunno know, felt something- a feeling a had never felt towards a girl," while I'm saying this, he looks understanding.

"Ah, I get it. Well, I'm not the 'sit around and talk about my son's feelings' kind of Dad, so if you need anything, talk to your mom or Charlotte," he suggest, "Oh, and Ty, your mom told me who you, uh, kissed, and I know you know that it can't happen as long as he's your coach."

"I know, Dad. Trust me, I know that he's too old," I say, rubbing the back of my neck.

My dad stands up from the chair and says, "I don't think age is the issue, Ty. He has a reputation, being involved with someone your age might shatter that." He walks my way and shakes my hair, "And remember, doesn't matter who they are or what gender, the same rules apply: No sex." I laugh at his rule of no sex, which I find ridiculous; it's not like either of us can pregnant or anything.

"Dad, before you go, what do you know about Mr and Ms. Seiber, from next door?" I ask him, remembering that I'd like to help Jeremy with his parent issues.

"Um, they're not very friendly people, but I think that they both work at some law firm two towns over, so they're almost never home. I don't know how someone could leave their child alone like that," he says, and I know that he's talking about Jeremy.

He looks at the blinds that would look out to Jeremy's room, "You know, I always thought you and that boy were going to be friends, guess it didn't work out that way, did it?"

"Ha, ha, you never know dad," I murmur. Thinking about Jeremy makes me smile- a lot, and dad must notices, because he looks at me with a confused but happy look before he leaves my room.

The more I think about Jeremy the worse I feel. I kissed Sean. Even though it's wrong, it connects us in a way, and I feel like I'm betraying him by simply thinking of Jeremy. I know that I don't look at Jeremy in a sexual way, or at least I don't think I do. Yeah, watching him change might've triggered a switch, but it stopped there. If I want to be a anything of Jeremy's, it's a friend. And that's what I plan to do tomorrow when I go to school. Thankfully, people who make the basketball team won't have practice until a week from tomorrow, so I at least I don't have to see Sean, giving me time to think things over.

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When I wake up the next morning, I feel refreshed. Last night is all just a big blur of things. Hopefully today won't be so complicated.

I drag myself out of bed, and check my phone. Piper texted me saying she needs to talk to me about the carnival that I had completely forgotten about.

After I take a hot shower, I get dressed. Not feeling like wearing contacts, I wear my glasses. They're a little nerdy, but I've always like them, and they don't bother me as much as contacts do. As I go downstairs I hear a gasp of disbelief, followed by a "Shh!", then a squeal. When I make it down to the kitchen, dad, mom, and Charlotte sit around the kitchen table already eating. Dad is pinching his nose, and mom looks annoyed. "You're GAY!" Charlotte squeals," I have a gay brother! Eeeek! We're going shipping after school! You're going to be my gay-best-friend. My GBF! Ahh!"