BoyxBoy Cliche

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Warning: This rant is for those who read and write BoyxBoy. So, if you don't do either of those things, you can skip it. Though if you would still like to know how I feel, go ahead and read on.

You've bullied me since freshman year, but I'm still going to fall in love with you. I've beaten the hell out of you since freshman year, because I love you and don't want to admit it.

(Example on how that should really play out:

Alec's heart pumps in his chest, faster, harder, as the rough fist makes contact with his jaw. Pain erupts and he lets out a scream, falling to the ground. Once down, he covers what ever body parts he can, trying to prevent more broken bones. He fails to avoid the blow to his gut and yelps out, reaching to cover it. He learns seconds later, that was only a distraction, so his attacker had free range to his chest and ribs. He hears his ribs crack and cries out, scrambling to get away from the other boy.

"Please, stop!" Alec yells out, tears pouring from his eyes. "Why!?" He yells, coughing up blood. "Why do you do this to me!?" He screams the question, a sob erupting from his throat. "I don't understand," he whispers. "I don't understand why you hurt me." He sobs, laying in the futile position, his body shaking.

His eyes crack open when the kicks and hits stop and he looks up at his attacker, tears still falling to the ground. Blood runs from his mouth and over his chin, making it's way down his neck. He stares up at Chris and then tries to scoot away from him, only to cry out when it hurts too much to move. When Chris moves toward him, he cowers back, closing his eyes and preparing for another blow.

"Because," Chris starts, taking a deep breathe. "I hurt you because I love you!" He yells, anger boiling to the surface once more. "Because you made me love you! Ever since I saw you freshman year!" He screams, hitting his hand against the fence next to him. "Because I love you, dammit!" He finishes, fisting his hair and pulling on it. 

Alec stares up at him, his bottom lip trembling. Loves him? He causes him daily pain, because he loves him? Alec finds the will to lift his body from the ground and take a few steps away from the other boy. He's shaking his head and tears are still leaking, the blood from his nose tasting like iron to his taste buds.

"Are you fucking insane!?" Alec screams out, causing Chris to stare at him in shock. "You don't fucking love me! You creep!" He yells, his eyes wide and nostrils flaring. "No one hurts the one they love this much!" He cries, turning and limping away. He stops to turn back and look at the boy.

"In freshman year, before you started laying into me, I had an interest in you. We could have been something, but now? Now? I just hate you, I hate you more than anyone I've ever hated." He hisses, narrowing his eyes. "You're scum, you make me sick! If you ever touch me again, I'll get you sent to prison!" He yells. "You hear me!? Don't come near me again!" And with that, Alec takes off running, ignoring the pain and getting as far away from Chris as he can. Love, hah, what a joke.)

I'm not gay, I'm going to kiss you though and even after a few kisses and a few naughty nights later, I'm still not gay.

(Example on how that should really play out:

Tanner sighs as he lays out on his bed, he's been waiting on his boyfriend to arrive for hours. Maybe he's decided he doesn't want to be with him anymore, he is confused. Tanner is the first to admit that his boyfriend is confusing, he doesn't understand how Andy's mind works. One minute he's kissing him and the next he's pushing Tanner away, because one of his friend's is walking by. That's not how a relationship works and Tanner understands that, maybe it's time for them to split up.

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