Jonathan Brooks is a young, gay, hopeless romantic, and when he falls in love its hard.
Finishing his senior year of high school Jonathan must overcome tarnished love, learn to let his guard down and bare the chaos that comes along.
Throughout it al...
JONATHAN... you did what? Looking at him shocked I smile because I couldn't believe he actually did all the things he described to me.
Why didn't you tell me you were going on a date I asked with my face scrunched up.
Jonathan: (rolling his eyes) Because like I told you before it wasn't supposed to be a date. I told him I wasn't interested in getting into another relationship right now. And besides I knew you were going to tell Justin.
Boy bye, no one tell Justin any thing, and after everything you told me that was definitely a date.... like I can't believe this shit 😂 Did he really cum on himself?
Jonathan: bahahahaha he did, but it was really intense and it was cute when it happened. He is really big though and it's low key scary because he kept making it jump making me feel it in all its glory. But trust me when I say I didn't plan on doing anything with him that night, something just took over me.
Have you heard from him since? I asked looking at Jonathan in this daze, it's all too refreshing.
Jonathan: I mean he text me good morning and stuff like that but I haven't really heard from him in like three days. He may be busy I don't know.
Well call him, call him now! Throwing a pillow off my bed at him while he mugs the hell out of me.
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Jonathan: Wtf Lyssa, that shit hurt. And I'm not calling him, he'll no that's completely dead. Because whenever I respond to his morning text he never text back.
Omg I said rolling my eyes. I took his phone 📱 and searched for Mir's name. Wait... you don't even have his number saved?
Rolling his eyes laughing Jonathan says "I do but I don't call his ass that. Give me my damn phone."
No hoe, we calling this boy today. Looking through his text messages I see Sam assuming that's who it is. And press the call button. Laughing fighting Jonathan off of me.
FaceTime Call:
Mir (Sam): Hello
You face timed this nigga? Jonathan asked. Oh shit I'm sorry I giggled. But he's there so shit talk.
Jonathan's POV
Jonathan: Hey, so you can't hit me up anymore huh?
Mir (Sam): what you mean I've been texting you everyday.
Jonathan: What your little morning text?... If that's all I'm worth then I guess, bet!
