Love is Love a short story

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A/N this story is also on Quotev just wanted to put it on here but enjoy! :) also trigger warning some homophobic slurs

The moment I found out I was gay, was probably the most confusing moment of my life. I didn't know why I had these feelings toward guys and not girls. I mean all my friends had girlfriends, but I just never had it in me to feel any sort of attraction toward girls. At first I thought something was wrong with me, but I soon learned that I wasn't the only one. I saw a post about something called Pride Month and it blew my mind. There was this whole thing, LGBT, that I soon found out about. Before I knew it, I wasn't alone. I became open with my sexuality, and I become comfortable with myself. I didn't let anyone tell me otherwise, but as it turns out some people weren't as opened minded as I hoped they'd be.

As it turns out, one of my friends, who I had come out to, apparently shared it with the whole school, and now I was the big topic of the year. It was fucking great, note my sarcasm. It was like being a celebrity but quite possibly worse, because it was high school. Let me tell you this, it was hell! Complete and utter hell! Who knew that I would be a target of gossip.

I was currently at my locker grabbing my stuff for first period. So far the news spread fast because now I'm magically the news of the year, the tea, if you know what I mean. I shut my locker and started walking towards English, my first class of the day, when I got rudely shoved to the side.

"Watch where you're going faggot!" It was one of the many douche bags of the school. They recently started picking on me and, surprise, surprise, making my life a living hell.

"Asshole," I mutter under my breath. I was glad that they were already walking away and didn't hear me, or they probably would have beat the shit out of me.

I continued on my way, ignoring all the whispers and stares. Which, might I add, was fucking ridiculous. Can they at least not make it obvious?

When I made it to English, I sat near the front, which sort of gave me a nice view of the guy I had a crush on. He sat in front of me, and was possibly the only person in this entire school who hadn't made fun of me or judged me, which I was very grateful for. At least someone didn't pay attention to gossip. As class started, I began to daydream without a care.

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First and second period breezed by and it was time for lunch. I headed towards my locker to get something quickly before heading to the cafeteria. When I got to my locker, I opened it and a piece of folded notebook paper fell out. 'I wonder what it says,' I thought. I picked it up and started unfolding it. It read:

Your secret admirer,

Hey Josh, I know this is kinda sudden and maybe a little bit creepy but you just seem so comfortable with your sexuality and I look up to that. Anyway... if you haven't figured it out already, I'm gay too. The thing is that I'm not as comfortable with it as you are. If you want to know who I am, meet me at the park after school.

See you there ;)

I'm not the only gay kid? I wonder who they are. Obviously I know I'm not the only one, but sometimes it feels like it. I guess I'll have to find out after school. I folded the paper back up and shoved it in my back pocket. I just hope this isn't a stupid prank. I was actually quite happy that I wasn't the only one though. I put the rest of my stuff away and headed to lunch.

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I sat by myself at one of the lunch tables and looked around. I wondered who this person could be. I grabbed my sandwich and took a bite as I scanned the possible people. There was this one kid from art who seemed like he could be it, but I had the feeling he wasn't. So I moved on to the next person. The leader of the drama club...Hm. Could be him. But then again, still didn't seem like it. After trying to guess some more I gave up. Who could it possibly be? Then my eyes spotted white-blonde hair. My eyes traveled down to his face. He seemed to be staring right at me. I was taken back by his sudden interest. From where I was sitting, I could see he had blue eyes. He was cute. I could give him that. My eyes stayed on him and at that moment I knew it had to be him.

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