The Man Who Saved Me

I can't...

Andrew's POV :

I close the door behind me and walk into my apartment, grabbing a can of coke from my nearly empty fridge and collapsing onto my sofa. I can't believe I've fallen for a man. Already. I moved to LA because everyone knew I was gay back home and they mocked me for it. My parents supported me fully but no one else did. I never really got depressed about it until people bullied me. It started when I asked a boy out in 4th grade and he told EVERYONE. After the bullying began I tried to ignore it and block it out but I soon fell into a spiralling abyss of self loathing and hate.

*flashback*     no one's POV

Kid: Hey gay booooy !
Andrew: Leave me alone.
Kid: ( in a mimicking time ) leave me alone. What a fag                                                                                       
Andrew: GO AWAY

Kid: Don't you dare tell me what to do! I don't take orders from gays!                                                 
Kid: Let's get him boys !

4-5 kids start kicking and punching Andrew to the ground. Andrew knows by looking at the blood running across the concrete that he probably has a broken nose and a few cracked ribs. He couldn't move and he could hardly breathe. Then as he began to pass out in this dark alleyway he saw a pair of converse shoes and then... nothing.

*flashback over*

And as I sat there slowly crying into my coke, I knew that I couldn't let this happen. I just couldn't.

Garretts POV:

I got home and put my bag on a pile of un-washed clothing and sat at my desk with a sigh. Well today was f****d up. I grabbed my vlog camera and recorded a video saying all the things that happened. I left out Andrew's name and the fact that I found him hot because I didn't want to put me AND him in an awkward situation. Then I uploaded the video. The first video I had uploaded in months. I felt so proud but then I remembered. HIM. I didn't know what to do, I had to wait for him to message me. IF he ever did. I hadn't felt like this since my last boyfriend. But my last boyfriend f*****g destroyed me. He broke me down little by little until until I felt like I couldn't be away from him. He made me lose contact with Shane for months and I was too dumb to even notice. It feels like I'm scared of being close to anyone new now. Let alone love them. There was something about Andrew though, something that made him different. Maybe that was a good different but I couldn't know for sure. I couldn't know what he was really like. Until I talked to him.