As soon as I got downstairs there was a guy that was my moms age.
"Hello, you must be Daniel," said the man who was still unknown to me.
"Daniel, this is Mr. Jones, my boss."
I looked at him, "hey," was all I managed to say. My mom gave me an evil glare.
"I invited him and his son over for dinner, Matt is your age."
Just then a boy my age, like mom said, entered the house with a half smile on his face.
"It's about time you joined us Matt," said Mr. Jones.
"Yeah, I was uh, was, calling sis." He then smiled at his dad, I giggled.
Mom showed Mr. Jones to the kitchen, witch left me and Matt alone. I decided to break the silence.
"Uh, hi I'm Daniel... do you wanna go up to my room and watch something?"
"That depends on what we watch Daniel. But, anyway I'm Matt as you may have known."
"Yeah I knew. So about TV, was that a no?"
"No... it wasn't."
I stood stared at his confused face like a dumb ass and realized we were still in the living room.
"Oh, right, follow me." I walked up the stairs slowly with Matt following close behind. I opened my bedroom door and stepped inside.
Matt followed and sat on the edge of my bed. "Sorry about the mess... I gotta go to the bathroom be right back," I crossed the room and went into the bathroom.
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When I came out Matt was standing over my desk looking at something taped on it. Oh my god...he saw it.
He turned and saw me standing there his cheeks darkened. "Um why is there a pic of a naked guy taped on your desk?" I immediately blushed.
"I... I suppose you should know.... I'm gay... please don't be weirded out," I ran to the desk and tore the picture off the desk.
"It's cool, I've always wanted a gay best friend."
"Best friend? I just met you."
"I know but I've seen you at school, I think we should be friends."
"If you wa-"
"Daniel, Matthew, ce and eat!" Why did my mom have to yell?

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I Think I Love You (BoyxBoy)
RomanceDaniel, a seventeen year old, is gay. He meets who turns out to be his best friend ever, but, just one problem, he's straight... Can Daniel keep his feelings to himself?