In a small town called Salem, in which diversity is pretty much a normal thing. Where gossips and rumors spread faster than a virus, and where gang fights are pretty much a daily affair to them.
So all in all, this is just your typical town.
Daniel Mendez has been living here for the past 13 years. Living in a small town where most people knew you, can be quite annoying and taxing. When all really he ever wanted was food, coffee, and his much-needed sleep. But with the constant buzzing of voices that he can always hear what others don't and the gang fights he always gets involved into, as well as the bullies. Combine with his doting father, and his eccentric best friend's antics. Peace is almost an impossible task.
But still, it was a good life. Well, as good as he can get.
So when unknown being showed up on his doorsteps uninvited, he knew that he fucked up.
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"You. Are. Mine." Clark growled darkly as he stared down at me coldly. My heart skips a beat as I looked at him with eyes wide open, like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Before you were even born, you were already mine, Mendez."
I can feel my knees going weak from fear as I tried to edge away from him when suddenly he throws his arms, caging me between his huge form. His huge figure looming before me. I nervously gulped, trying so hard to ease my beating heart. I can feel my pulse accelerating at a very abnormal rate, making me feel light-headed. My heart almost jumped out of my mouth when his face suddenly inched towards mine, his eyes were crinkled in cold amusement, his lips stretched in a smirk.
"And I don't like sharing what's mine to others."
I'm Finn Vasco but that's not quite important right now. I'm a pretty sarcastic guy if I'm gonna be honest. I'm closed off and I literally only have one friend. I might hate everybody in my school... but there's this guy there. He's... let's say, dreamy, someone who I thought would never even acknowledge my existence. That guy who was too damn good to be true, who was too good for me, who was too good for... everybody! You get what I'm trying to say. He's that cliché king of the campus and a popular and attractive heartthrob and with just one wink, he can send people on their knees... That sounded so wrong, anyway. So can you blame me for being over the moon when one day, he approached me only to what?
...To ask for my help courting my freaking best friend.
I knew it was stupid for me to hope I'd even have any chance with him anyway. So I just agreed to help him. Even if I was hurting myself and potentially my best friend in the process, my best friend who has been there with me through the thick and thins, I still did it... I mean what could go wrong besides literally everything?
So my plan was to just set my crush and my best friend up, and then everything would be alright... right?
But of course, life doesn't like it when people have it easy.
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#6 on #gay
#8 on #teenfiction
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~ WARNING: This story contains strong language and bullying. If you're not a fan of LGBTQ+ stories or BXB stories, then this story is not for you.
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