Levi had never felt more stupid. Of course he stayed with Rosie. Why wouldn't he? They had been together for so long already. She was beautiful, and clever, and mature, and not messed up.
Levi had walked all the way back from the party to the dodgy shop close to his flat and bought two 50ml bottles of vodka. As he walked out of the shop, he stuffed the bottles into each pocket of his denim jacket, sniffing. Not wanting to go home, he instead crossed the road to the bus stop and opened a bottle, taking two large gulps. He grimaced at the burn, trying not to be sick. He quickly shoved the bottle back into his pocket as the bus came around the corner. He pulled his Oyster card out of his jeans pocket and got on.
He sighed deeply as he flopped down onto the seat. He rubbed his hands over his face as his eyes welled up with tears. What the fuck was he going to do now?
He thought he loved Grayson. Loved him. Why would he be so fucking stupid as to fall for another lad?! It took all of his strength not to break down on the bus in front of the few people that were on it.
He sniffed again before gathering himself together. He rubbed his face a few times before looking up and out of the window. He got off 6 stops later and sighed as he looked at the park. Maybe this was a bad idea. He made his way up primrose hill, staggering and swaying before collapsing at the top. In the very spot that Grayson had brought him to two weeks ago. Levi snickered. All it took was two fucking weeks. He pulled the open bottle out his pocket once more, trying to down the bottle but nearly being sick. He spluttered and choked slightly, coughing loudly. Once recovered, he took few deep breaths and pulled his knees up to his chest as he looked out at the view.
Why would Grayson lead him on like that? What would his friends think when they hear that he's gay? He didn't think he could face school on Monday. He didn't think he could face school ever again. He quickly grabbed the bottle again, thinking the vodka would help rid him of his thoughts. He finished the bottle, now truly feeling the buzz. Levi sat there for a minute or two trying to hold it together as he thought of Grayson. How he used him. How he couldn't believe how deeply Levi had fallen for him so quickly. His sadness quickly turned to anger. How could he be so fucking stupid?
He screamed out into the cold February air, trying to release his anger, pain, sadness. He screamed again, his voice cracking at the end as he threw the empty bottle towards the skyline. After a few seconds delay, the bottle's smash could be heard quietly among the distant noise of the city. But so could Levi's sobs. However the only person who heard them was Levi himself.
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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...
