Hey guys! My name is Terry Steven and this is my first official book on Wattpad so please bear with me. Also, ignore the change of tenses if there are any. As much as I love to write, I still haven't been able to fix that issue yet.
//update: I'm going through and fixing any tensing issues I find//
The first chapter or two might seem like every other MxM book on Wattpad, but I promise it won't always be like that.
The models I chose as a face-claim for my characters Evan and Nate are Campbell and Nic Pletts. Obviously, I don't own this photo.
~Arcii5
Nate
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"... I'm gay"
Evan and I are lying on my bed. I just beat him once again in Smash Bros. Why he's playing as Lucario is beyond me. The Pokémon is mediocre at best, in any game it's in. Nothing compared to Ike.
For a second, my brain doesn't even register his words. As soon as they do, I shoot off the bed and stare at him incredulously. "What?" I say, flabbergasted.
"I'm, I'm gay." Evan repeats, stuttering a bit.
"What the fuck dude. I don't want to hear that shit! That's disgusting!" I blurt, freaking out. He can't be gay, I would have noticed it; right?
"Why'd you even joke about that?"
"Wha? I'm not." His eyes are looking both shocked and worried.
I can't help it. I laugh at him. "Well that explains why you like Lucario, I could never figure that out but I bet you think about its' Bone Rush all the time." I snarl. "Really, I should have guessed, you picked the game Smash Bros after all."
"N-Nate?"
There's fear in Evan's eyes now. I can't meet his gaze because I'm already regretting my reaction to his admission. It's too late to take back what I've said so I instinctively double down.
"How long have you been a faggot for now? Tell me, I'm dying to know when you realized"
'Jesus, I have zero control over my mouth right now.'
"WHAT THE HELL!" Evan yells. He jumps off the bed, walking further away from me, towards the wall. He's gripping his controller like a vice. I can hear the plastic squeaking under the pressure. "how long have you been a homophobe?" He shoots back, glaring at me.
"I've never had to be one before, I avoid them. It's just not right. Fuck man, you've seen me in boxers before, we've slept in the same bed before! Did you touch me when I was asleep or something?" I retort, my voice rising. Now he's pissing me off.
Evan's eyes are wild with fury. He chucks the controller at me and it whacks painfully against my head. I stagger back a step.
"Are you serious? Are you FUCKING SERIOUS!? OF COURSE NOT! YOU'RE MY FRIEND, OR YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE.. I thought you'd understand..." he says, finishing the outburst sounding diminished.
Now it's my turn to glare at Evan, exclaiming coldly. "The only thing I understand is the fact that you're a cock-sucker who loves taking it up the ass."
I hold a hand to my head and sit down on my bed again. I don't say anything else.
I hear a thump against the wall, followed by a sliding sound. Then silence.
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It's short, I know. Sorry, this is more of a sample than anything. The original first chapter was a combination of chapter 1 and chapter 3, but it makes the perfect segway into Chapter 3 (remember that.. chapter 2 will be the night before this one)
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