Inseparable ➵ Muke

Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Luke

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I left Harry

and didn't look back,

or I would have fallen in love

all over again.

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Sitting on the sofa of mine and his apartment, with a coffee cacooned in my palms, curled into my blanket, watching tv as my mind wanders.

You know when you get that feeling? When you're all alone and you start to think about that one person who makes you smile. It might be a crush, or a friend, or like a horse or something - it doesn't matter - but whatever they say or do just makes you happy? That's when you're in deep shit.

Truthfully, I wasn't thinking about him, or Mikyla, or even Calum.

I was thinking about Jesse.

The pizza guy from chapter one.

He was my best friend, before the thing happened. It's not sexual or has anything to do with boners so don't you worry your little vagenis.

So basically, I had just met Michael and we always hung out, talking about our inevitable gayness and making inappropriate sexual humour about eachother.

So one day, we were chilling in the park, very few people there and we were playing fuck marry kill obviously.

Then he decided to kiss me.

I was fine with it, I loved it! I kissed him back with every piece of affection I could give to that retard, but oh hey there's a homophobic asshole walking past.

The homophobic asshole wasn't Nash Grier by the way. It was Jesse.

So since then words were like poison between us - until on the 4th of January, a year since the thing, he turned up to my house, tears rolling down his cheeks, and as I opened the door he literally jumped on me.

I wasn't sure what the actual fuck was going on - my mind was like

mind: CHING CHONG

me: wtf

mind:CHINGCHONGLINGLONG

me: no stfu

mind: chING CHONGG YOU DONGGG DONG

me: what is happening

He cried for ages, constantly muttering "sorry" or "you deserved a better best friend" until he finally spilled.

"Jesse, what is going on?" I asked him, rubbing his back.

"Luke.. I am so sorry for everything that I did," He cried.

"And why is it only now you're apologising?" I stopped rubbing his back and looked him in the eyes.

He paused to take a deep breath,"Luke, I'm gay"

For minutes we didn't speak. Not because I didn't forgive him. Not because I didn't want to talk to him. But because I was at a complete loss for words. All that could have been said was lost in the comforting silence that surrounded us.

My childhood best friend; my teen hood bully, was gay.

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dID YA MISS ME?

i kinda gave up on this because nobody really cares but im picking it back up and i have no idea why.

anyway ilyyyy

~DerpDirection xox