"You don't have to change," Jaden hugged Harry.

"...But, if I stay like this...All I'll ever be is a friend. And I'm tired of doing favours or being a wing man. I want to be fought for too,"
Jaden moved his head towards his neck, "You're just fifteen. Relax. The right one is waiting for you. For God gave us spirit not of fear but of power and love,"
Harry could feel Jaden's breath on his neck.

"Jaden—"
"And remember that you are loved more than you know." Jaden smiled.
Harry's face turned red. Imagine listening to a guy talking about God and getting erect.
...Bruh, Harry—I—...I'm speechless.
Harry quickly pushed Jaden away before he could feel what was going down there.

"I—I am going home! You are weird!" Harry ran away and left Jaden standing on the beach. It was evening already. MJ decided to drive back home.
"AWW! THE BOSS FIRED US!" MJ drove.
"OF COURSE HE DID! TWO PEOPLE DIED AT THE BEACH TODAY! THEY DIED! AND YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THE LIFEGUARD NOT THE DEATH GUARANTEE!" Kate shouted.

"That's the dumbest shit I've heard in a while," Louise said.
"Chill down. We brought a souvenir, didn't we, Brands?" MJ said.
"Yep, and it's so cute" Brandon hugged the shark's dead body.

"THAT'S A FRIGGIN DEAD SHARK! WHO NEEDS IT?" Kate shouted.
"Well it's good for memories..."
"AND WHAT'S CUTE IN THAT?!"
"It looks like you" Brandon said with puppy eyes. This is what Kate has to deal with, guys.

"ARE YOU BLIND?!" Kate shouted.
"I used to be,"
Let's not go there.

"Anyways, where's Ralf?" Anna asked.
"Who knows?" Louise stared at MJ.
MJ flinched.

"MJ, what did you do now?" Harry asked.
"Nothing~" MJ said.

"BROTHER? BROTHER? WHERE ARE YOU? I BROUGHT THE ICE CREAM YOU ASKED ME TO! WILL YOU PLAY WITH ME NOW? BROTHER?" Ralf shouted as he roamed here and there on the empty beach at night.

Well, that happened.

And now, Harry sat before his desk and looked into his phone. MJ had sent him the pictures of the day. He had some selfies with Brandon while they were on the motorboat. Some pictures of Louise getting disgusted by Anna's life and food choices. Pictures of Ralf harassing Billy. And one picture of Jaden and Harry, standing face to face at the sea shore, on the rocks. They looked like dark shadows before the orange and pink sky. The next one was a picture of Jaden in his sleeveless, lifeguard hoodie with Kate. His biceps lined right next to Kate's skinny arms. They both were holding a surfboard. 

Harry zoomed in on Jaden's picture. His smile was so gentle.

"For God gave us spirit not of fear but of power and love,"

Harry pulled his head down, 

"...I'm disgusting..."

Suddenly his window broke down and he got up, "WOAH!"
He looked down. It was Brandon on his bicycle.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"
"LET'S GO TO THE PITS! LOUISA BE FIGHTIN' TONIGHT!"
"Shouldn't they be studying?"

"Who cares! Come on down! We gotta bail out before you mum catches you!"
"It's gonna rain,"
"You're right. Put something sexy on,"
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"
"Hop down. It's just water not acid,"

Harry walked down and jumped on the bicycle. Brandon paddled and went down the ally.
"I swear I'm not gonna get late. Louisa ain't fightin' without moi!"
Harry nodded.
"On second thoughts, we should get Kate too!" Brandon took a U turn and went back, 

"Let's get Kate too!"
Harry pressed his head on Brandon's back.
"You're unusually quiet today, Harry," Brandon said.
"...Brandon, what is it like..." It began raining, "To like a guy?"

Brandon's eyes widened, "Why would you ask that?"
"Lately, I have been wondering...Why my relationships never last. Why my partners always cheat on me. Maybe the problem is not with them girls but me. Maybe I...I don't work out with girls, you know. I can be good friends with them, we can hang out and be all fun. But nothing more. I can never get sexual with them. I couldn't understand why but now I guess I do. It's maybe cause...You know—"
"You're gay?" Brandon asked.

"But—But that doesn't change the fact that it's still me!"
"I never said otherwise,"
"Brandon, I do not want to be like this. It'll just make my life so difficult. My parents would never accept me and I don't want to be different from everyone else. I want to fit in."

Brandon looked at him.
"Do you want to be happy?"
"Yeah,"
"Do you wanna fit in too?"
"Yeah,"

"Well, but honey, you can't have both,"
Harry looked at Brandon's neck, 
"You either stand out and be happy with who are you or you fit in and be sad or feel chained. You once told me, didn't you? That you would always support me. I would support you too. After all," Brandon smiled, "We're bros, right. We be homies, forever and ever,"
"But with you it was different. You knew you were bi and you were comfortable with it but I'm not. I don't want to be gay. I want to be straight."

"You don't always get what you want,"
"Why was I made this way? I'm so disgusting,"
"...So, you mean I am disgusting too? Since, you know, I like guys,"
"That's not what I meant—"
"But that's how it came out, Harry." Brandon sounded cold.
"Please don't be mad—"

"You think it was easy for me to accept myself the way I am, my sexuality and who I truly am? No, it was a stairway down from hell but it taught me lessons of heaven. You know, it takes so much courage to explore what you really are and love that you with your imperfections, your things that you don't find appealing, your flaws, your worth, it's just something that others define and we tend to believe it, forgetting that we are much more than a body.

We are a soul and souls have no gender. They are just lost stars, piled together into a stack of something unimaginably beautiful, a sense of wanderlust, filling up the veins in the colour of blood, cuddled up into a body that protects that pile of carefully crumbled stars. Then a layer of skin, hides what we truly are under a facade so that only the most worthy can look inside our soul through these peep holes called eyes.

But we hurt that very protective cover when we feel like it isn't as good as others, or because it's different. But in the end, opinions fade away and so does beauty. What you really are is always defined by that soul inside of you. If you're gay then you're gay. You can't change that. But what you can do, is be happy for having the gift of falling in love with every little thing or person that brings you pure happiness and joy. Because love is above genders. It's a soul to soul connection."

"Oh Brandon..."
"Oh hey! We're here. Get down, get down! And Kate will sit right behind me! We be doing tripling like no others!" Brandon laughed. Harry hugged him, "I love you, no homo,"
"I love too, bro, no homo," Brandon laughed. 
"Please stay this way forever,"
"Well, we'll see to that. Just know that, no matter how much I change or if we choose different colleges and courses of life, I will always be there whenever you need me. One call and I can...erm, WE can destroy the world together, if your mom allows."

Harry laughed, "Deal,"
Brandon picked up a stone, "Then, let's start the destruction with Kate's window,"
He threw the stone and it and it broke down.

Well, talking about Kate, let's see how this lad has been. Randomly speaking, the Internet is a great place and shit until you meet some college student on an educational website. You have a nice conversation for a few days, until BAM!

He sends you a dick pic.

"Well, I've seen better," Kate typed.
'WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?!'  You're just being gay.
He was typing. 

"It's my friend's dick pic," He wrote.
"...Why do you have your friend's dick pic?" Kate wrote.
"He sent it to me,"
Yeah sure. I'm pretty sure you both sword fight sometimes too, then just say no homo and wrap it all up. He suddenly called Kate. He picked it up.

"I'm sorry but you do know that I'm a gir—FUCK, Imma—Imma guy, right?"
He hung up and typed,
"Fuck you gay bitch. Imma report you, petty faggot!"

WHAT THE FUCK?
"You're the one who texted me first, you fucking twenty five year old pedophile."
";-)"

"I'm not petty, I'm dead ass disrespectful and I will straight up disrespect you if you wanna play that petty game. Your feelings will be hurt"
Don't feel proud yet. He blocked Kate before he could send this message to him. Sad day? Not yet. Next, his window broke down and he looked out of it.

Brandon and Harry stood in the lawn with a bicycle. They were wet in the rain.
"Brandon?" Kate said. Are we just gonna ignore the broken window and Harry? 

That's how villains are born. Watch the broken glass shards come alive at night and lego your feet real bad.
Nah, Harry can't do shit. Ignore him while you can.

"Come down" Brandon said.
"In this storm?" 
"Yeah! Let's get wet, yay!"
"And catch a cold, yay!" Kate said sarcastically.
"Come down! We'll take you to an amazing place!" No you will not.
"Amazing place?" 

And that's how you hook someone before you kill them.

-To be continued

Jaden Smith
All I Want is you baby