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Heart Strings Chapter Twenty Two - Adam

WARNING: This chapter includes gay actions therefore if you are against gays and all the etc. please do not read! Thank you very much. :)

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When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us

Alexander Graham Bell

- Adam P.O.V-

I sat on some grass just around the corner so no one could see me.

I was trying. I was honestly trying not to care, to be happy for Sephy like I said I would be, but it was harder than I thought.

Anyone could see that Sephy and Nathan were meant for each other or would end up getting together at least once if Nathan's reputation was anything to go by.

Truthfully, recently I had been having a few doubts about my homosexuality and what dad thought about it. I still thought that he was an absolute dick for being

so closed minded about it, but I also had to accept that that was most people's views.

To say that I wasn't friends with any guys was only a slight exaggeration. I only had a few guy friends but they would never really meet up with me or talk to me on my own in public. Especially in school; if any guy was seen talking to a gay, it was either that he was still in the 'closet,' wanted to experiment, or was just plain queer.

Yet if a girl was seen talking to a lesbian, big deal. It didn't seem fair to me, but there was nothing I could do about it, was there? It was life, and I was getting fucking tired of it. This time I couldn't tell anyone though. Sephy or Tabby was likely to find out, and that would hurt both of them.

'Hey,' I heard from above me. I looked up from the grass and followed the trainers upwards.

'Oh, hey David,' I murmured, embarrassed to have been caught and slightly disappointed that it wasn't Sephy. 'I'm just, about to go to the toilet...'

David sat down opposite me looking quite nervous, 'no, it's fine. I, it's about Sephy isn't it?'

I looked up and our eyes locked. How did he know about her?

'She told me,' he answered my unspoken question.

'Oh?' I frowned and tugged a handful of grass, 'why did she tell you?'

He shrugged.

'Huh, you're in my Art class aren't you?'

David nodded and pulled grass from the ground.

'Nice,' I muttered. The silence grew awkward.

'Why are you here?' I asked eventually.

David looked up at me, stunned.

'Shit, that came out wrong,' I winced realising how rude I'd sounded, 'sorry, I mean...'

'No, that's okay... I understand... I just... I need to say something,' he faltered.

'Yeah?' I prompted, trying to hide my frustration. Still he said nothing. 'David, did Sephy put you up to this? Because if she did, just tell her that I don't care. I

really don't, I will... I'm fine...'

David shook his head, his long, brown, straight mop of hair pouring down his face and breathed out heavily. After another moment of silence he began to

crack his knuckles.

I cringed and placed my hand on his absent-mindedly, the sound always made me feel uncomfortable. David stopped immediately and I withdrew my hand.