Straight ( A Larry fanfic)
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Last published Sun, Sep 4, 2016
I'm straight Harry." He says the words again as if I'm stupid enough to have not heard them the first time. I count to ten in my head, repeating that this is a joke. And that I have to reply to the wide eyes staring into mine.
"You're what?" The words squeak out of my throat. I want to pretend that it doesn't hurt. That I might be able to keep some dignity. But I'm lying to myself and to him if I think that's going to happen. He knows how much I love him. He knows.
"Look what we had was fun. But I was only experimenting and I'm not into guys, I'm sorry."
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