Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

Homecoming

A/N - our homecoming was on Saturday and it was fun

John's POV

"Hey, Baby!" My girlfriend, Martha, called, I put on a smile and greeted her.
"Hey, Martha." Alex turned away and put his books in his locker.
"Guess what!"
"What?"
"I nominated us for homecoming King and Queen!" She gushed, Alex glanced at me and we shared a silent conversation. Alex is my best friend and the only one who knows I hate my girlfriend.
"That's great, honey!" I fake gushed, looking at Alex for help. The bell rang for school to start and she kissed me roughly, almost sexually.
"Hot." I glared at him and he shrugged. "I'm just saying, J."
"I don't need your help feeling miserable." I mumbled, leaning against the locker next to Alex's. Alex looked up at me and sighed.
"I'm sorry, hun." Alex rubbed my arm and I hugged him from behind. "Hey, wanna come over and study tonight?"
"I'd love too." I mumbled, Alex chuckled and nodded. "I take you home. Meet me at my car."
"Hey, you're more mopey than usual. Is everything ok?" Alex pushed his loose red curls out of his face and pushed his huge round glasses up his nose.
"I'm fine."

"You're not fine." Alex hummed from his spot against the headboard.
"What makes you say that?" I asked from my spot laying on the end.
"You're upset. What's wrong? Is it football? Martha? School?...me?"
"It is NOT you." Alex looked unsure and I crawled over to him. "It's never you." I pulled his APUSH textbook and homework away from him and pulled him into my lap. "You're the best thing ever." I pulled his hair out and took his glasses off, pulling him as close as possible.
"John, I'm serious. What's the matter?" I sighed and nuzzled into his chest.
"I don't wanna go to HOCO."
"Oh, honey." I wanted Alex to stop calling me that because it only made me want to kiss him more. That's right. I'm in love with him. The truth is I want to go to Homecoming with him. I haven't come out to anyone. I can't. They'll make fun of me. I don't know how Alex does it. Everyone knows he's bi and he's a huge nerd and he's still so confident. He's amazing. "I'm so sorry." He hugged me and I buried my face in his neck.
"You're so good."
"What can I do, hun?"
"Cuddles?" Alex dumped all of the homework off the bed and pulled the blankets over us. He pulled me into his arms and I sighed.
"Talk to me." He hummed.
"I guess I'm just really stressed out with Martha and the game tomorrow." I half lied, Alex rolled us over and straddled me. I blushed deeply and frowned. "What're you-"
"Lay on your stomach." He lifted himself and I flipped over. "Relax, close your eyes." He hummed and massaged my shoulders. All of the tension released and I relaxed, started to drift off. Alex and I have always been super close and comfortable with each other. I'm the starting Quarterback for King's High School and Alex is the editor of the newspaper. "Laf!" Alex called for his adoptive brother and the receiver for our football team. Laf stepped in and grinned.
"Are you guys fucking?"
"No!" Alexander growled. "Ask Geor-...dad if John can stay the night, please?"
"Sure." Laf left and Alex laid down next to me.
"Better?"
"Mhm." I snuggled into him again and he giggled. "You're so good, Alex." I mumbled.
"Dad said yes!" Laf called.
"Thank you!" Alex called back and stroked my hair. "I'm not good. I'm a mess."
"You're good to me is what I meant." I hummed into his neck, I pulled him as close as absolutely possible and held him tightly.
"You're good to me too."
"No, I'm not." I muttered bitterly. "All I ever do is complain about everything and kiss my girlfriend in front of you."
"Oh, I'm here for you to complain and Martha is an asshole. She knows I'm bisexual and she thinks I'm after you." He giggled, my heart sank and broke. "I mean. That's crazy right?" Tears pricked in my eyes and I sniffed. "John? You're tense again. Honey, what's wrong?" Alex ran his fingers through my blonde hair and held me tightly.
"No one loves me." I wailed, Alex pulled away and stared at me.
"Don't say that. Remember when I said that?" I nodded.