Harry is an average 17 year old boy. Plays football as the quarterback and is the team captain. Everyone knows everything about him except that he's bi. Alex isn't quite as normal nor as popular as Harry. He's the lead role in many of his drama productions and is the schools dance choreographer. And everyone can tell he's gay. Harry is a skinny jeans and tight t-shirt sort of person, compared to the skirt and blouse loving Alex. ----- A run in with the varsity jocks at his locker in the empty hallway causes grief for Alex. Mid-bashing, Harry swoops in and calls the team off the poor boy. ----- "Why'd you do that for me? I'm nothing compared to you? Why didn't you just let them kill me?" I pulled the blonde up from the now bloody white tiles and handed him my shirt as I pulled it over my head. "Why wouldn't I?"