The Gays Of Altea // Klance dance au

Chapter 3

I never realised that it was going to be this way. I went to that home, hoping that I would be safe and protected. But I got the exact opposite of it, I got abuse and fake smiles. At the time I thought I was being punished for being gay and looking back on it, it makes me laugh. I thought the abuse was just me being punished by a God I didn't believe in.
Which is stupid, considering the fact that God made us all in his image.

Whenever I went to school I would get more hassle than before. This kid, Jason, at my school, just started off by calling me, then it got worse, I remeber walking home from the bus stop and him and some other kids following me. At first I just ignored them and listened to my music, but when I kept turning corners they wouldn't fuck off. Then I took a turn into an alley way by accident and I took out my headphones because I realised that I would probably have to fight them.

I did manage to defend myself but then Jason, brought out a knife and lighter, he put the lighter under the knife and started to heat it up. He got the other guys to hold me down and take my shirt off, he burnt me with the lighter all up my arms and on my chest.

I was in absolute agony, I wanted to scream but a guy had his hand over my mouth.
Jason got the heated knife and cut me, I remember everything and I will never forget.
I never told anyone about that night and I probably never will.

That brings me here with one of the cutest people ever and I almost kissed him. We were sat in his car and he was scrolling through music to put on.

''I got a text from Pidge.'' Lance said.

''Saying what?'' I asked.

''They asked if you are okay coming to this cabin thing, it's like 2 or 3 weeks away.'' He explained.

''I don't know.''

''I know we don't know you very well but honestly, it wouldn't be the same without you. From meeting you this morning to now, I think you're a pretty funny guy and an amazing dancer.'' I blushed.

''I mean, I can't say no to that face.'' I giggled.

''What's that supposed to mean?!'' Lance asked.

''That my friend is classified.''

''Fuck you.''

''Text Pidge and tell them I said yeah.'' I smiled.

Lance looked back at his phone and I just stared at him. He had little freckles dotted around his face and beautiful eyes. ''Take a picture it'll last longer.'' He smirked.

''Shut up.'' I said flustered.

I looked out of the window smiling at the thought of him and me together for the weekend. I could see him in the reflection of the window staring at me.

''And you tell me to take a picture, you hypocrite.'' I laughed.

''Sorry... You're just really nice to look at.'' I couldn't help but blush.

''Not too bad yourself.'' I winked.

Lance blushed madly and started the car, which made me laugh.

''What are you laughing at Mullet?'' He spat.

''You.'' I laughed.

''What about me?''

''You, blushing, God you're cute.'' I touched his arm.

''Stop making me blush!'' Lance shouted.

''Oh but you love it.'' I whispered in his ear.

Lance looked at me and smiled.

''Yeah I do.'' He sighed.

''Yeah I know.'' I sighed back.