Tylers POV
I walked out of the gay club at 2am just finishing a drink. I walk into my apartment, to grab a bite to eat. I plan on getting a sandwich, I see my roommate - Josh, walking beside me.
"Hey dude," he said chucking a gallon of orange juice at my face.
"OW, wHatS GoiNg On iN Ere?" I demanded
"BEaKFasT" he yelled, i chuckled and jizzed a litlle in my pants.
"Dude did you just piss?" he pondered.
"whAT no!" I yelled with a gasp.
"OHHH, i get it now... you hav the hots for me," he said walking towards me.
He leans in close. Too close for my liking. I push him away as he leans toward my face.
"I'm just fukin with ya, calm down!" he said with a slight chuckle. But, he almost looked... hurt?
Now I'm no psychologist, but I can tell when someone is feeling upset, as I often do myself.
"Whats wrong?" I asked genuinely concerned.
"I actually kinda... wish.. you- ah never mind." Josh mumbled.
He slowly turned around and walked towards his room. I followed him, because something in my brain told me it was the right thing to do. I started running to his room as he slammed the door.
I knocked gently.
"Josh come on what were you saying," I started "it can't be that bad."
"It really is though," I heard through the door.
"Please, just tell me," I cried.
"Fine..."
AN- Hey guys! Thanks for reading my first fanfic. I know I kinda joked around at first, but I swear it will get more serious;). I don't have any views or followers as of now so feel free to follow me! I will update pretty soon probably. Leave me some ideas or critique in the comment! Thank you- Flournoodles
