this is NOT a love story

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david's p.o.v. (boom, didn't see that coming did ya?)

"how could he do that?" i say to myself as i walk home. "how could he ask for help, kiss me and then tell me to leave?!"

i'm upset, stephen is my best friend and i would literally die for him. i'm always there for stephen and he's always there for me.

i remember when i first came out as gay, he said he didn't care because i was still the same david. he didn't care because i was still going to be his best friend.

once i reached my house, my mam greeted me, "oh, hello darling! i thought you were spending the night at stephen's." she tilts her head in curiosity.

i go to pick up bert, my dog, and answer my mam. "i was, yeah, but something happened i'd rather not talk about. sorry mam." i give her a kiss on the cheek and head up to my room.

"oh bert. you're the only boy i need in my life right now. you could never tell me to leave." i give him a kiss on the head and pet him.

i put him down and he jumps onto my bed. i put on my pajamas and throw my clothes into my hamper. turning off the lights, i make my way to my bed and lie down, "goodnight bert. tomorrow will be better." i say outloud.

*the next morning*

dec's p.o.v.

the morning sun. i squint my eyes as it creeps through the curtains. i feel around the bed, i don't feel ant, but rather i feel a cold spot.

i slowly sit up and rub my eyes, followed by a stretch. "ant?" i call out, "where have you gone off to?" i hear footsteps.

"sorry, love," he pecks me on the lips, "i was downstairs waiting for you to wake up. we have to get home to stephen." he says, tossing me my clothes from last night.

memories of our activies came rushing back to me, i smile and blush, making ant confused. "sorry, i was just thinking about last night." i tell him.

"oh were you now~?" he says as he smirks, "yes, but we can't, like you said, we have to get back to stephen." i smile and boop him on the noise as i slip my trousers on.

couple minutes pass and ant grabs the car keys. we head out and make our way home. it's about an hour long drive, and i text stephen to let him know we're on our way, though i know he's most likely still asleep.

from dec
to stephen 😸: good morning stephen. i know you probably aren't awake yet, but just thought i'd let you know we're on our way home. sorry if i woke you, see you soon ❤

i hit send and start playing some music from my phone. i sing along and try to get ant to sing along too.

we had fun singing and acting like teenagers again, before i passed out 30 minutes into the drive.

stephen's p.o.v.

*bzz bzz*

the sound of my phone buzzing on my nightstand wakes me. i look up, my eyes barely open and try to grab it.

once i grabbed it, i check to see who it was. it was my dad, dec. he sent this text about 30 minutes ago so they should be home in about half an hour.

i wake up and rethink about what i did last night. poor david. i shouldn't have done that. "idiot. just stupid." i say to myself, as i place the base of my palms on my closed eyes.

i stay like that for about 5 seconds and slowly get up and make my way to the bathroom. i brush my teeth and take a shower to get ready for the day.