My Kik-Ass Boy Girlfriend (BoyxBoy)

Fifteen

Hah. Hah. Hah. So my update was a day late. Deal with it! xD lol

I swear, I'll try not to let this happen again!... (note that I said 'try' lmao.) Enjoy!

* This chapter may contain grammatical errors and typos. *

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What was I supposed to say to that? Never once have I ever thought about having a relationship with a girl. The thought of fake dating a girl never even crossed my mind. I was being cornered by my own parents and if I kept up with turning them down, they might get a hint that I don’t exactly bat for the right team.

What is the right team anyway?

We’re all taught that the ‘normal’ type of relationships are between man and woman, but today, it’s common for people to question normalcy. It’s overrated. The normality of something is simply determined by what the majority believes. I’m sure that at some point in time, the day will come that there will be enough gay people on earth to change the meaning of ‘normal’ in relationships.

“Mom—“ I began.

“Oh come on, Jay. What’s the harm in trying to date? It’s not like we’re sending you off to get married. Think of it as like ‘testing the waters’,” she said.

Yeah? Well you might as well be sending me off to get married! All rejection for the offer swirled around in my head. There were lots of reasons why I shouldn’t go out with Tina. First of all, her name sucks — no offense to anyone else out there with the same name. Secondly, she’s annoying and conceited. How many times do I have to receive a snapchat of her face with a description of how beautiful she is?

She is by no means a hateful person. In fact, she’s a really nice girl, but I just can’t stand her. I think she has ADHD; she should be taking medicine for that. I swear to all that is holy, that girl has the attention span of a gold fish! Lastly, I’m gay.

I’m gay.

I’m gay.

Do I have to repeat it again?

I’m gay.

No matter what they say, do, or try to do, that will never change. I just can’t get myself to like pûssy. Personally, I think it’s gross. I’ve always been a fan of lollipops though, so maybe that’s where I got my ‘gayness’ from.

“Mom, please,” I begged. “I’m still young. I don’t have to start dating now,” I explained. They finally gave up and stood up to finish cleaning the kitchen while I ate my breakfast. After the awkward moment of silence, I tried my best to eat my food as fast as I could so I could get out of the house and away from my parents.

I don’t like being cornered like that. I don’t think anyone does.