First Comes Love...?

First Comes Love...?

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You wouldn't think people really do that kind of stuff in real life, right? You always think it's some tasteless, stupid thing in "teen" movies written by forty to fifty somethings trying to be "inclusive", right? If there's a gay character, and there just happens to be another gay character in a ten mile radius, they're immediately attracted to each other like the opposite ends of a magnet. I lived the first 17 years of my life making fun of that trope. I always found it hilarious. You know, besides it being tone-deaf and dumb as a doorknob, it just made me laugh that people can even bring themselves to think like that. I couldn't tell if these writers just assumed that gay people are desperate or that our brains are wired differently to the point where we just don't behave like people. Surely people like that don't REALLY exist... right? Yeah. That's what I used to think.
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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