high school sweethearts {stosuh}

five

*Stephens POV*
I see Hosuh down the hallway of our school, and I run towards him. He was talking to someone with short green hair. "Ah, Stephen! This is Daniel. Me and him have been friends since middle school!" Hosuh says, grinning. A rush of jealousy washed over me. I hide it by fake smiling. "Oh hi. I'm Stephen." I say, holding my hand out for a handshake. Daniel hesitates, but then shakes my hand. "So, you're the famous Stephen? Hosuh talks about you all the time!" Daniel says, grinning. I laugh, and nod. Hosuh's cheeks were tinted pink, and he looked nervous. I look at him, and flash him a smile and wink. His eyes grew wide and the pink tint turned as red as a tomato. He looks away from my face and I make him look me in the face by gently pulling his chin. I kiss his soft lips, and he kisses back. Daniel stood there in awe. Now, I don't know if Daniel is straight or not, but I wanted to mark my territory just in case. That's when I realized that I was in school with other people, not just Hosuh and Daniel. "Shit Shit Shit" I say in my head. I pull away from the kiss and walk away.

*Hosuhs POV*
After Stephen kissed me, he just randomly left. "Stephen? Where are you goin'?" I call out. He just keeps walking, ignoring me. "What the fuck?" I shout. I run after him, zigzagging around groups of people. Stephen was so much taller than me, so he could take longer strides with his long legs. His run was my sprint. I finally caught up with him outside, and he was crying. "Stephen, what the hell? What's wrong?" I say, hugging him. "Stop p-please." Stephen says, pushing me off of him. I start to tear up, and he looks away from me. "I-I'm sorry, I don't k-know what I d-did but I-I'm sorry." I say, looking down at the concrete. "I-I'm in love with you, Hosuh. Please stop m-making me fall in love with you. I can't do it. It h-hurts so much. I c-can't love you." Stephen practically shouts. He was sobbing so much, his black eyeliner was running down his face. I take the sleeves of my sweater and wipe it off. "I-I'm sorry Stephen. I love you so much, and If you want me to stay away, that's what I'll do." I say, tears streaming down my face. "N-No! Don't stay away! I need y-you. You don't understand. I need you so m-much. I can't lose you." He says, pulling me closer. It's like he can't make up his mind. He wants me to stay, but then he pushes me away. "Stephen, just tell me, what's holding you back from being with me?" I ask, rubbing his cheek with my thumb. "M-My mom and dad. They're assholes! They d-don't like me. They hate me. I can't let you be with me, because they'll try and hurt you and me. I don't care if they hurt me, but if they hurt you, I would have to hurt them back." Stephen says. "Stephen, do they know you're gay?" I ask in a soft voice. "N-No, I don't think so." He says. "Listen, we can tell them together. If they don't accept you, then you can come live with me. My parents won't mind, I promise." I say, hugging him as tightly as I can. He hugs back, and cries into the crook of my neck. "I love you, Hosuh." Stephen says. I smile, and kiss his cheek. "I love you too, Stephen."

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