Levi lay on his bed, music playing in the background softly. He had been dying to text Grayson about meeting up since Thursday but resisted the urge, trying to play it cool.
His face light up with a deep blush as he though about how Xavier caught them. He wanted to kill him but also thank him for interrupting them. God only knows what would've happened.
Mustering up the courage needed, he stood up and paced his room as he began to type out the text. Mulling over what he had written for a minute he finally decided he just needed to press send.
*𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝘆𝘀𝗼𝗻*
𝙇𝙚𝙫𝙞: 𝘩𝘦𝘺. 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥. 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸?
He bit his thumb nervously in anticipation as he waited for a response. He sat back down on his bed, haven given up all hope when he got no response after five minutes. As he wallowed in self pity. His phone pinged. He scrambled to get it out of his pocket, having to basically fight it to get it to come out of his pocket.
*𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝘆𝘀𝗼𝗻*
𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣: 𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺
Levi felt deflated. He threw his phone on the bed and rubbed his face with his hands. He needed to get his shit together. Why was he this sad that Grayson was too busy for him? Of course he was too busy, with school, with football, with his fucking girlfriend. Levi need to get a grip. Because the feelings he had for this boy scared the shit out of him.
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SKAM britain - shame
Teen Fiction---- DO NOT NEED TO HAVE WATCHED SKAM TO READ THIS STORY ---- Levi is a closeted gay with major issues. Grayson the new boy in his school who (according to Levi) is literally perfect in every way. A mentoring scheme brings them together but what wil...
