Falling Face First [BxB]

Love Shouldn't Be Rocket Science

ASHTON'S POV

Unpopular opinion: family sucks. I hate them all. My parents are the two most homophobic people ever, and I hate them. I hate them very much. When I walk in the door of my house, they're both waiting for me, faces wrinkled.

"Where have you been?" My dad asks.

"I was out, with a friend." I try to push past him to go upstairs to my room, but he blocks me.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"I didn't think it was a big deal."

"We we're worried sick!" My mom interjects

"Who were you with?" Of course my dad asks that question.

"His name is-"

"So it's a boy? You are never seeing him again, do you understand me!?" My dad hisses, walking closer to me.

"Why not?" I say, raising my voice slightly. Every time I tell my parents I'm hanging out with a boy, they automatically assume I'm dating him.

"You know why! Now go to your room now!"

I push past him and race up to my room. I hate them. More my dad than my mom. I lay down on my bed, and cry. I can't tell if they're sad cries, or happy ones.

Sad because I know my parents will never let me see Oliver again, and happy because I just kissed Oliver for a second time. I don't understand how I never noticed that guy before Ambers party, but now that I know him, I can't live without him. I know that sounds weird, considering I've only know him a week or two, but it's true.

After a few hours of scrolling through YouTube, watching conspiracy theories, I eventually fall asleep, hoping that tomorrow will be better than today.