2:45 AM (boyxboy)

2:45 AM (boyxboy)

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Tyler is a depressed senior boy with insomnia. He spends his nights alone, letting thoughts fill his brain. That is until one night, at 2:45 AM, he gets a text from an unknown number. He doesn't respond at first, but eventually, decides to respond. As time progresses, he grows fond of the person on the other end of the phone. Blaine is a senior jock, who is abused my his dad. He doesn't have many real friends because his dad doesn't allow it. That is until one night, at 2:45, he texts a random number, wanting someone to be there for him. Overtime, their friendship grows, and he finds himself texting this number every day. Will their friendship turn into something more? Will drama get in the way? ⚠️WARNINGS: boyxboy relationship (no smut though); this book will be slightly fast paced, don't hate on the book for it. Its just how i chose to write it. There will be swearing ⚠️
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I'm gay. Some people hate that. I don't. I think. But I know a couple people who do. Hate me, that is. And I'm about ready to give up until I meet Blaine. I don't know why, but he stops me in my metaphorical downhill tracks. There's a little part of me that really, really wants to trust him, but my mind is backtracking hard. But I have so much to deal with, have dealt with so much, will deal with so much, that maybe it's time to let somebody deal with it with me. But does he want to? I want to believe he does, but the voices in my head tell me he doesn't. They're annoying sometimes. Maybe there's a chance he'll see me for who I am, which I don't know if anyone's ever done before. Maybe there's a chance I could be something close to happy. Maybe I owe it to myself to try.

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