Forbidden (Gay Story)

Chapter 5

(A/N: omg hi I'm really excited because I amost have 300 reads yaaaaaaaas!!)

December 4th

Perks of Being Bisexual

Alex's POV

I feel like Justin thinks I don't love him anymore. That maybe just because I don't want to adopt a child is his fault. The thing is, I don't know if I'm ready for a kid. Plus, I'd probably be a horrible father.

I didn't have a father myself, so how am I supposed to have the knowledge of how a father should be? What if he hates me?

These thoughts trail through my mind as I reread The Fault in Our Stars. It's my favorite book. Justin thinks it's silly for a "bad guy" like me to like a book as soft-hearted as this one, but I mean, it's a great book.

Who would of ever thought about making a book about two young teens with cancer who fall in love? Only the magnificent John Green.

It's around 5 pm and Justin's taking a nap with our kitten, Oli, on his chest. I wonder if he's dreaming about the little boy, us being his parents and seeing him grow up in his dream. No, I need to stop thinking about the baby, I think to myself.

The child was just easy to fall in love with. He looks as if Jesus himself came down from Heaven and made someone create our child for us and then put the child to be an orphan. I have no words

To explain how much I want to bring that kid home.

I bare the thought that Justin will ever be like his father. Justin would never step on an insect, much less hit his own child. On the other hand, his father would trade his son for a pack of beer.

I'm saying that because I did that one. I actually went up to the door and brought a pack of beer. I told Justin's father that if he'd let Justin sleepover my house, I'd give him the case of beer. So he took the beer and twas the night I got my first hickey.

I just hate thinking about what his father would ever to to him if he had came out of the closet. I just can't. He'd be terribly pissed off at Justin. Then after he'd murder his son, he'd murder me.

My mom would be mad at me, too.

She'd never let me step a foot into her house. Well, it's not like I need to go there anyway. Justin and I already have our own apartment.

She thinks he's just my dorm mate. You know, those who help you with the rent. But actually, it's the total opposite so take that mom.

(A/N: I don't even know what that last sentence was omg xD )

I mean, maybe my mom would think that I would brake up with Justin and go with a woman. But I just can't ever find myself thinking about being apart from Justin.

The sad thing is that our child won't even have proper grandparents. Only two of them, one being too drunk to function and the other too high to function. How great. "Son, your grandfather is an asshat and your grandmother is a crack head."

Out of my train of thought, I go to the fridge to get some food. I see that Justin has taped a picture of the baby on the fridge. There's also an "INFO BOX" at the bottom of the photo. His name is Sebastian. Big name for a small baby.

I feel as though orphanage websites make it seem as though the children are dogs at an adoption center.

I turn around to see Justin sitting on the counter eating Nutella out of the jar with a spoon.

"You needed your beauty sleep, huh?" I say, chuckling.

"Accurate enough. I saw you looking at the picture of Sebastian."

"Yes."

"What do you... think?" Justin wants this kid so bad. He looks as though he were to be a child asking for his father to come back from war for Christmas.

"We'll get into it later."

"YAY!" Justin's face lights up with delight and jumps out of his chair, hugging me.

"I love you." He says.

"I love you too." I respond.

And with that, we go back to our fat people eating habits.

(A/N: yayaaayayayayayayayay!!!!! That was really short :| buuuuuut it's okey because new chapters during next week yay!)