Why do I feel this way about him?(BoyxBoy)

Moveing In

(Harley's POV)
I looked at my mother, I smiled. Not because I was happy about moving far away from my friends but because my mother was truly happy. I looked out the window. "What's wrong dear?" My mother asked softly looking at me slightly. "Nothing mother. Just thinking about what it's going to be like at the new school..." I replied, it wasn't the complete truth but it was the easiest thing for me to say to her and I knew it'd get her off my back about anything bothering me. I know it sounds wrong but it's just so much easier then explaining everything wrong. "I know dear. At least you'll have Beck in your corner. Right?" She said trying to reassure me. "Maybe. I don't know mother. He and I haven't really spent time together so I guess we'll find out. What if he's homophobic? What if he doesn't like me? What if Ryder doesn't like me?" I went on, all in one breath. Still I didn't breath. "Okay Harley, First Of all if they don't like you then we'll leave. You're nothing to to put up with bullying like that. Second of all Ryder loves you, he's excited for you to live with him. Finally, breath damn child of mine." She said and smiled over at me. I finally breathed, I didn't even realize I hadn't been breathing. "Okay mother." I replied as she parked the car in front of Ryder and Beck's house. "We're here." She smiled unbuckling and getting out, I copied her and got out. Ryder was already standing outside. "Hey! You two made it!" He smiled walking over hugging and kissing my mother. He walked over and hugged me, he had to kind of bend down to but so did everyone. I looked at the house, it was nice. The house wasn't big but it was good enough, the light blue paint on the house still looked brand new along with the white trim. The house it's self looked like it was just built. Ryder was talking to my mother as I looked at the house. "The only slight down fall is that the boys might have to share a room..." he said with a slight chuckle. I turned to him, my mother and Ryder didn't have a proper wedding. They just went to Vegas and eloped, neither Beck nor I were there. I have yet to actually meet him. I gulped. "I'm fine with that." I said softly as a car pulled up the driveway and parked and out got Beck. I looked at the 6'2" hunk and tried not to drool. "Speaking of the devil..." Ryder laughed. Beck walked over, he had on a button up and a sweater with slacks and docs on. "Hey dad." He smiled, his voice was deep but really angelic like. "Beck, I want you to officially meet Candice and her son, Harley. " His father said gesturing at us. Beck smiled at Candice and then he looked at me and he just got a slight smirk and weird twinkle in his eye. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Candice, my dad has talked about you nonstop since you two started dating." He said, basically ignoring me for a moment. "Awe such a charming young man." My mother said with a soft grin. Finally Beck turned to me and he got that smirk and weird twinkle in his eye again. "Harley? That's a cute name. I heard we're gonna be roommates. It'll be fun." Beck said softly looking at the packed car. "Well let's get you moved in." He said and went and helped me carry my stuff to our room. We basically had a whole floor to ourselves. The house was small but it was three stories. The first floor was just kitchen, living room and dinning room. The second floor was master bedroom and bathroom plus a loft. The finally floor was open bed room and a bathroom. When Beck and I finally reached our floor I looked around and the room was literally split at the bathroom door. All his stuff was on the right side of the door. On the left side was a bed and desk for me. We sat my boxes down and I looked at him and then I instantly looked down. "Thanks for the help and the compliment outside..." I said blushing a little. Beck scuffed looking at him. "Whatever. I don't even care about you. I was just playing nice in front of your mother and my dad. " He said went over to his side of the room. I instantly froze. I felt like I had just been punch in the gut and it hurt, extremely. I hugged myself and walked to my boxes and started to unload quietly. I thought about what my mom said but decided not to tell her. She was too happy and I didn't want to ruin it. If being with Ryder made her happy then I was happy. I sat down my laptop on the desk and looked over at Beck who had headphones in and was just laying on his bed looking at his phone. I sighed softly and went back to unpacking. After two hours passed my side was perfect. The pictures of my friends and I, my books were organized. The only thing I didn't actually have was a sheet set for my bed. I jogged down stairs and went to my mom and tugged slightly on her shoulder. "Mother... I have everything put away, I just don't have my bed sheet set. " She looked at me. "We'll get you one." She reassured me. Ryder perked up and looked over. "We can go now. I'll take him to pick it out. Bed, Bath, & Beyond is right down the road. Come on little dude." He said grabbing his keys. "Awe thank you for doing this Ryder." My mother smiled sending us on our way. As we were walking out I noticed Beck's car was gone. I didn't ask Ryder deciding it wasn't any of my business. We went to the store and I got my bed sheet set, it was black and white with a floral type pattern on it. When we got home I went up the stairs quick and went and made my bed. Beck was still gone so finally I asked my mother where he was. "Mother where's Beck?" She thought about it for a moment and then to Ryder. "He's at the track, practicing for his meet this weekend." He replied not really looking my me. "Oh. Okay..." I said softly rather sad. I really wanted to try and work things out with him. I sighed and went back to my part of the bedroom and went on my laptop and started to work on my story I've been writing again. I looked at the clock and it was already nine o'clock at night, I heard the door open and rushing up the stairs and in came Beck. He looked at me. "I see you picked a gay bed set. Stupid faggot. " he scuffed more to himself then to me actually. It hurt when he said that but I just ignored him not giving into the pressure.