Okay, so it all started a few years ago, when I found myself reading drarry fanfictions at 4am. I wasn't fully convinced yet, that I was gay, after that though.
When I basically started drooling every time I saw Timothée Chalamet, that's when I was sure.
Oh, and after that I figured I didn't just like Panic! At The Disco for their music. I mean, hello Brendon Urie.
Well, we'll skip the few years of me being paranoid as fuck about anyone finding out, to this day.
Sunday 2:14 pm
It's the last day of summer and I'm walking to Ben's house. Ben as in Benjamin, as in my straight best friend.
We're gonna hang out like we always do. We game, we talk about girls, well he talks about girls and I play pretend, and we watch tv. Great ways to spend your time, right? I agree.
I mean, I can talk to him about literally anything, but I just can't tell him I'm gay. I don't why, I just can't.
I get to his house and knock on the door. "Hey Big Ben." I greet him.
"What's up Tommy." He says back and he gives me a bro hug.
Okay, so i hope you like it so far! the parts will get longer, i promise and if you have any tips please let me know! tysm for clicking my story :)
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A cliché with a gay twist
RomantikThis is a short story about a seventeen-year-old boy named Thomas Gray. He found out that he was gay when he was thirteen. He hasn't told anyone yet though, not even his best friend, Benjamin Miller, who he's known his whole life. ! DISCLAIMER: this...
