4 Roommates

The Shirt

Ollie has been standing in front of his open closet for the last ten minutes. Nothing, he thinks, there is nothing here I can wear out tonight. He's going out tonight with his wonderful girlfriend Emma and here he is standing in his room, unable to choose one goddamn shirt. What if this isn't what she wanted today? What if she wanted a girlfriend tonight? He sits down on his bed, head in his hands. Why should she want me anyway? I can't even choose a shirt without freaking out. She deserves someone better, someone who has who they are figured out. she already has Jack and Tyson, why would she want me as well? Tears start to fall down his face while his hands grab into his hair.

Too lost in his thoughts, Ollie fails to notice that Emma has come into his room to see if he is ready. The sight that meets her is heartbreaking, Ollie sitting there in nothing but his binder and underpants, crying his heart out into his hands.

"Hey honey what's wrong" she says as she sits down next to him placing her hand on his back. He just cries harder, unable to answer at the moment. She just sits next to him while rubbing his back through it all. Once Ollie has calmed down, he turns and wraps his arms around Emma, hiding his face in her neck.

"I'm sorry" he says, "I'm such a fucking mess and you shouldn't have to deal with all this". Ollie moves to get up, but Emma grabs his arm and pulls him back.

"Well now I don't know where that silly idea came from, but I'm telling you right now that you are not too much to handle and I do not mind one bit having to help you through anything you need" she says and places a kiss on Ollie's forehead. "Now how about you start by telling me what's wrong and we will find a way to fix it alright?"

Ollie looks away from her gaze, "It's stupid" he mumbles.

"I doubt that" says Emma, while rubbing circles with her thumb on his hand.

"Well... I couldn't find a shirt to wear for tonight. And then I panicked and started crying and now here we are"

Emma stands up and walks over to Ollie's closet. "Okay well can you tell me what you are feeling like tonight or is that the problem?"

"Um... well I'm not really sure" he says quietly "was there something you wanted me to wear tonight?"

Emma turns around to look at Ollie, noticing he's hidden his face from her with his hair. "Oh honey, you look great in everything. I just want you to be happy in what ever you decide to wear"

"Really?"

"Yes of course" she says softly, "now I'm guessing by the binder around your chest you wanted something more masculine tonight?"

"If you don't mind. I can wear something else though if you want"

Emma walks over to Ollie, takes him by the hand and walks him over to his closet. "I want you to wear what you want and not what you think I want. I love you no matter what you are wearing alright?" She starts to rifle through his closet and places a few shirts in his hands. "Now how about you try these on for me and we will see how that goes okay?"

"You're sure this is alright?" he asks, "you wouldn't rather have a normal girlfriend instead of being stuck with someone who wants to be your boyfriend some days?"

"First off, I am not being stuck with you okay. I chose to be with you, and I knew who I was going to be with. Secondly, I do not care if you feel like a boy some days and a girl on other days. You are still an amazing person and I couldn't be luckier to have you in my life. Now I know are still scared that one day I will up and leave you for one reason or another, but I promise that I am never going to do that." Emma says while coming over to give Ollie a hug.

"I think I'm going to wear this shirt. It looks nice with my black pants yeah?" Ollie says while pulling away to go get his pants out of his dresser.

Once dressed, Ollie turns around and walks over to Emma, wrapping her up in a big hug, pressing his face into her neck. "Thank you"

"Of course. Now let me see how handsome you look in this shirt" she says while pulling back to look Ollie over. "Absolutely gorgeous love, you will be the most handsome guy there I guarantee"

Blushing, Ollie takes a moment to look at what Emma is wearing as well. "You look beautiful today"

"Thank you. I'm going to go to the washroom and then we can go okay?

"Yeah sure, I'll be out in a minute." Ollie walks over to the full-length mirror in his room and looks at himself in it. He's wearing a nice navy-blue dress shirt and black pants. He does look handsome and he feels much better in this shirt that he would have been in another one meant for girls. Straightening out his shirt he goes and walks out the door with a smile on his face.