Ticket Outta Loserville (Trames au)

Chapter 26 (Epilogue)- Tristan's POV

Given how much of a loser I am, and how my boyfriend is one of the most popular guys in school, people were surprisingly supportive of our relationship. No one seemed that surprised that I was gay, but most of the shock came from what an unlikely pairing we are. I can understand that- James hated me at the beginning of the year, and look where we are now, just half a year or so later. 

We went from reluctantly having to hug at the beginning of term to kissing on the floor at school, which is really weird to think about. And there was so much crying- when James came out to me, when he insulted me in front of his friends, when he had a nightmare and ended up falling asleep in my arms, and god knows what else. It was worth it though- I finally get to call the boy I've secretly been in love with forever my boyfriend. 

Suddenly, I feel a pair of hands covering my eyes. "Guess who?"

"Hmm." I say, pretending to think. "Brad? Connor?"

"No." James huffs, coming round to talk to me. "Honestly, you call yourself my boyfriend."

I laugh. "Sorry baby." As we walk, James' hand slips into mine.  I'm so comfortable with him now- it's such a change from how awkward things were at the start of the year, where we barely even spoke as he hated me and I pretended to hate him. 

His friends gave me such a hard time then, but they're much more chilled out now. I've even discovered that some of them are quite nice. Alex and Scott have always been nice, but others like Olly took a little more getting used to. I'm glad though, I feel much happier. Alex once said to me "I'm glad James has you. You make him so happy.", and that's when I knew that they all liked or accepted me. 

As we head into school, we're still holding hands- I wouldn't have dreamed of doing this a while back, but now I feel much less afraid as I've got James there to look after me. I'm way less isolated now- I guess having a boyfriend who is so popular got me into the cool crowd, but I still hang out with Brad and Connor. Though they have each other, they're pretty happy seeing less of me as they can make out without me complaining about how gross they are.

It works well for me too, as I can kiss James without them complaining about me being a traitor. Even though James did apologise for how him and his friends treated us, Brad and Connor still jokingly refer to him as 'the enemy'. Whilst thinking about this, I squeeze James' hand gently. "You ok?" he asks.

I nod. "I was just thinking. Isn't it weird that we hated each other a few months ago?"

James laughs. "Yeah, that was a mistake. I'm glad things changed. Look at us now, kissing outside school." I'm about to open my mouth to protest that we actually aren't, but James cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine. I smile into the kiss, putting a hand on James' shoulder. He runs his hands through my hair, and I have to stifle a moan. 

We break apart when the bell rings, and I pout. "I was enjoying that."

James smirks. "There's plenty more where that came from. But maybe that isn't appropriate for a school setting." I laugh, and as James drags me into school by the hand, I think about how lucky I am. Sure, this year got off to a rocky start, but now I'm happy- I've got a boyfriend who loves me, friends who support me, and no one seems to hate me anymore. It's certainly a refreshing change.

As we head up the stairs to form, James says "Do you remember how we had to hug each other to start the year off positively?"

I laugh. "Of course I do." Then, after a pause, I put in "I'm glad that happened."

"Me too." James agrees. "And I'm glad you forgave me for being horrible. I wouldn't have wanted to if I were you."

I blush. "Yeah, well, I've sort of fancied you the whole time."

"Hardly a surprise." James says, putting a hand to his heart. "I mean, look at me."

I playfully shove him, and he squeals. "Leave me alone Trissy, I hate you." It's ok though, I know he's joking. At the beginning of the year, he wouldn't have been, but there's been so much change since then. I'm glad of it- I'm not longer an outcast, but I'm also not one of the cool kids. I don't think I ever could be, that's just not who I am. Right now though, I don't think it matters. I have a lovely boyfriend, wonderful friends, and I'm the happiest I've ever been- and that's what really matters.

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And they all lived happily ever after ☺️ I think this was the right place to end the story though. I'm going to miss writing it! Though because I have no life, I'm starting another bronnor story soon- it's not related the the events of this story or my other bronnor story (if anyone's read that), and I'm looking forward to it. See you Saturday!