Funeral Etiquette (BoyxBoy)

Funeral Etiquette (BoyxBoy)

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Death doesn't have to be the end, and magic isn't always as you expected it. Taylor's world is turned upside down at the death of a loved one, and he is thrown into a world of wonder as skeletons are thrown out of closets that never should have been opened. On top of this, how is he supposed to handle the stress of life. As if learning the past secrets of his family history isn't enough, he has to do it while juggling school, taking care of his dad, keeping up some appearances, and overall staying sane. How does he react when possible love interests are thrown in on top? Will they lighten his burden, or worsen the struggle? Who could know? There may be zombies along the way... But who honestly knows when it comes to his life? I mean it's just his luck. A/N Hey, if you like the story please make sure to share it, give it a like, or comment. All the help I can get is wonderful. If you have any crazy suggestions, by all means throw them to me! And please do overlook the mistakes, I know it needs to be edited... XD Thank you all!
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"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

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