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"Hey Johnny," I said trying to sound nice. But he didn't answer.

"Roger what the fuck you're scaring him you, idiot!" Brian whispered while rolling his eyes. He went on. "Hey John, can we have a, a little chat?"

"Why?" John snapped.

"Well I think you know don't you?" I replied.

John opened the door and looked scared. He probably just had an anxiety attack, he's been having those a lot lately.

"Hey man, are you okay?" I asked. He shook his head.

"What happened? Why were you so nervous around Fred." Brian asked, trying to let him open up.

"I- he, Fuck, he kissed me last night, and told me he was gay and all. But he was high so nothing was real, Fred was only joking. And I had an anxiety attack coming up that's why I was so upset." he said trying to explain. I could see he lied, he felt something for Freddie and he really didn't like it.

It was silent for a few seconds. When Brian went on. "You- you know it's okay if you feel something for him, right?" he almost whispered.

John's expression changed. "What? Feel something for him? No, No! I'm straight, I don't like him he's just my friend. That's all!" He was angry, but not at us more at himself. He ran towards his room and locked the door behind him.

Well, we fucked up. Shit. "Fuck Roger, we ruined it!" Brian said annoyed.

"We should unpack the rest of the groceries then, and I'll take some of those bloody biscuits," I replied while Brian rolled his eyes.

We walked to the kitchen and saw that Freddie went out again. He was probably getting high as we speak, but we couldn't go out to find him, he would get angry at us for following him and probably wouldn't want to go home.

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