[DISCONTINUED] the swingset -Tyrus

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TJ's pov
I didn't know what was wrong with Cyrus. I don't mind him being gay. How could I? I'm gay too. But he didn't need to know that. And he wasn't going to.

I saw him head into the bathroom, so I ran after him quickly, and opened the door to the boys restroom.

"Cyrus?" I called out, with a worried voice.

"L-leave me alone. I'm a nobody. I don't want you to see me like this." He said in between cries.

"I don't care. And you are not a nobody. I don't want you to think like that. Your perfect." I said softly, but loud enough for him to hear me.

"Your just saying that to make me feel better. I'm not perfect. I could never be perfect. I'm stupid. I'm weird. I'm gay. I'm a nobody. Everyone hates me, and you should too" He said so quietly, I almost couldn't hear him.

"I could never ever hate you. And anyone who hates you, and wants to say something rude to you, has to go through me first" I said trying to act tough.

I heard him chuckle softly, and I smiled. There he is.

"Where are you?" I said looking around.

"In here" He said. I couldn't see him so I didn't know where. Before I could say something else, I saw a hand stick out from under a stall, waving towards me slightly. I walked over, and told him to open it.

Once he opened it, I walked in, and saw him sitting on the floor, with tears running down his face.

I sat down next to him, and rapped him in my arms. I feel like I do this often. He's always crying about something, and this is what I always do to comfort him.

I noticed his breathing was really quick.

"Are you alright?" I said looking at him concerned.
He didn't answer me, and I looked down at him. He was breathing quick, and his eyes were wide. He was hugging his knees and rocking back and forth. His breathing soon got very quick, so I decided to say something.

"Hey it's gonna be ok" I said trying to calm him down, but failed miserably.

"Look at me" I said.

He didn't look at me and I started getting worried.

I lifted up his chin lightly, and he looked into my eyes. His breathing was getting slower, and soon he stopped rocking back and forth.

"I'm scared" he finally said.

"Don't worry. I'm here. And I'm not leaving. I don't want to anyways." I said smiling softly at him.

After a few minutes of sitting in sadness, I heard someone come into the boys bathroom.

"Hello? Guys are you ok in there?" A high, but soft voice yelled.

What is she doing in here?

"Vanessa? This is the boys bathroom, why are you in here?" I did confused, on the verge of laughing.

I could basically see her roll her eyes.

"Because that asshole, Jonah, back in the cafe, sent me here. I have no idea why he couldn't do it himself." She said annoyed, but laughing slightly at the thought.