ONLY FRIEND

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calloway ran upstairs, he found himself doing that a lot lately. but this time he was running from who he thought was nixon.

he flopped in his bed, hitting his head. "nixon isn't there, nixon isn't here." calloway felt so stupid, did he ever do any of those things with nixon? was all in his head?

"cal, i'm here." nixon was sitting right next to him on his bed

"mama says you're aren't, maybe i really am weird." he crossed is arms

"well not to your mom, but always i'll be here for you. "

"s-so why did you lie about your family?"

"i didn't, my mom was right there wasn't she?"

"yeah i guess so?"

"so im not lying, what you think about me is what goes."

"alright. um, can we go to your tree house again?"

"anytime." Nixon smiled at him

"o-okay, but we have to go through the window."

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calloway felt strangely comfortable in the tree house and he didn't know why, it just felt closer to him than his own house.

"nix, have-uh, have you ever kissed anybody?"

"no, but i think about it sometimes "

"well, i- i think that- think that i like you. don't be mad p-please, i know im weird. dad said that i should only like girls."

nixon didn't say anything, he leaned forward. he hesitated, but kept going to calloway's red cheek and kissed him.

calloway smiled bigger than ever before, and giggled "that was way better than i thought."

nixon laughed with him, "i think like you too, cal."