The gay homophobe

The gay homophobe ch5

                                                                            ~Ch 5~

Hey guys^-^, so I'm lost in the POV of ch 6, which one do you prefer ? comment or message (I'll dedicate ch 6 to the first comment or message)

~Andy's POV~

There were a couple of minutes before the second class ended and all the students went to the next class, I didn't fell like it, I needed a nape or something, so I skipped the third period and went to the roof. I always liked this place. No one knows that I come here, so no one comes, it's great to have some time alone. The roof displayed a lot of sceneries, first the football court , I don't like it acually, a lot of students... It wasn't my type of thing. What mattered to me was the other side, it showed the sea, I'm not a big fan of nature, but it was special, if you looked to the other side, you'd see the mountains. It wasn't that much, but it was enough. Only one sight could give you an unforgattible memory.And when it rained, it was even better, You'd see the animals running around from the storm, the waves as they crush violently on the sand, the feeling of the rain drops on the skin, it was incredible, to me at least. I sat on the bench, there was still 35 minutes till break time so I decided to light a cigarette, I'm a smoker, or You can say I used to be,I used to smoke a lot but I now I started to limit the number of cigarretes to stop slowly, I now smoke to release my pressure or fear.

I layed on the bench waiting for Mr. asshole to show up, there was still 20 minutes. So I decided to take a nape, just a little, I was tired and I needed a little rest. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep....

~Shane's POV~

I was waiting for the break to start, a side of me didn't want to know what was waiting for me, but another side felt guilty and curious at the same time, guilty for what I did to Andy, I know I was wrong, and curious to know what Andy wanted.

When the bell rang I headed to the roof immediatly and as fast as I could, I pushed the door and ran outside only to see Andy laying on the bench, with his eyes closed, at first I thought he was just resting his eyes, I took some steps forward, and glanced at him again, I realised he was holding a cigarette, he smoked? "Andy, Andy...?" He was asleep, I never really got a good look at Andy, I always saw him in the garbage or pushed against a locker, not really a good angle.

He looked cute with his pink lips, slightly parted, his closed eyes made the length of his eyelashes show, he was adorable. I reached my hand to his cheeks, slightly caressing them, they were as soft as- WHAT AM I THINKING! "Andy, Andyyyyy..., wake up already!" I yelled as I started to push him till he woke up. He fell of the bench and kissed the floor. If only I had a camera.

He got up fast as if nothing happened, our eyes met then he moved his eyes away. There was a moment of silence but it seemed like forever. I walked to the bench and took a seat slowly. He did the same. He didn't talk, and I don't think he was going to, so I did. "So, what did you wanna talk about?" I asked . He looked at me then looked away. He took a deep breath, I could clearly see that he was nervous. "I want to know why you did it?" he said it like it was hidden in his heart for a long time. "Did what?" I knew what he wanted to know, I just didn't want to convince myself.

"You know what Shane, don't act dumb, you know exactly what I'm talking about!" he took a deep breath then he continued  " so tell me why, why did you hate my guts for being gay if you are too ?Why did you have to beat me every single day for the past years? What! you wanted to proove a point or something? Why me ? What the hell did I ever do to you ? Why did yo-" he was interrupted by my hand pushing him down to sit on the bench next to me. He didn't continue so it was my turn to talk.

"It's a long story" I said. "I have enough time"

"well?" Andy said when he realised I wasn't talking. I took a deep breath.

" It wasn't always like this, and I wasn't always a bully, and I didn't always hated gays. It's just that, It's what happened before, I-..."

The words weren't coming out of my mouth, I couldn't breath. "I want you, no I need you to know that..." " That I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry for pushing towards the wall or the locker, I'm sorry for every word I said: faggot, cunt , homo... I didn't mean any of those. And for every time I threw your books, or made you trip" At this point my eyes were getting teary, I did my best to not let Andy notice, but I failed. I looked up at Andy, he was staring at me with a blank face, he showed no expression at all. "I'm sorry, I know that even if I said a hundred times you'll think that I don't mean it but I do" Now I was crying, my tears stained my cheeks, I wiped them as I continued talking. "I know that you won't forgive me, I can't even forgive myself, I don't blame you, if I were you I wouldn't forgive me, I know that you hate me, and you'll always will." The thought of Andy hating me was killling me on the  inside but I couldn't do anything about it and the more I talked, the more the tears fell. "All my actions, all I did, I - I was-..." I couldn't continue. I broke down, I was suffocating, my face was red from crying too much, I tried to stop, but I couldn't. All of a sudden I felt warm and safe, it's been a while since I felt safe. I thought I forgot how that felt. I looked up slowly to see Andy. And he, he was-

Andy was hugging me.