Alec Pov
I cuddled onto John, clinging to his shirt and balling it up in my hand gently.

We weren't really doing anything.
We were just with each other, and enjoying each other's company.
Man, I love him.

"Hey Alec?" He whispered.
"Mhm?"
You're cute." I giggled.

"T-thanks...yourehot."
I said quickly.

"Aww, Thanks!" He said, still in a quiet voice.

'Revolution ' by the Beatles played quietly on my record player.

"Is that the only thing you listen to?" John asked.

"Yup."
"Don't you have other albums?"
"Yup."
"Why don't you-"
"Nope."

He chuckled and ran his hands through my hair. I closed my eyes and smiled.
I really like this way too much.

"Hey Alec?" He asked.

"Yup?"
"I think I love you."

I opened my eyes and furrowed my eyebrows.

"Why?" I asked, with complete seriousness. Why the fuck would he love me? I'm an idiot, I have the worst social skills ever, I-

He smiled.
"Because you're amazing that's why." He told me, kissing my forehead.

"Y-you're better though." I muttered. He gasped and sat up.

"That is not true Alec. You are literally the best being on the Earth, and I'll see to it that no one says otherwise." He said.

Well..I
say otherwise but, now is not the time to contradict him I think.

Maybe.
I don't know.
I'm an idiot.
Sorry.

I smiled.

"T-thanks." I said quietly.

We both were quiet, loving each other's company.

I think..I think I should tell him about the..stuff.

"Hey John?" I said, sitting up.

"Yes, Alec, the most handsome badass person in the world?" He replied.

I chuckled and said,
"I gots some stuff to tell you."

"You can tell me anything," he hummed.

"No, I mean yeah but..it's important and I don't want you to see me any differently." I said.

"Okay, just hold on, if I hear fucking Revolution one more time I think I'll go deaf.." He muttered, getting up and changing the record.

"How dare you," I said, smirking.

He shrugged and sat down next to me. "Okay, you were saying," He prompted.

"Alright..it's really important. You're listening right?"

"Yup."
"Really?"
"Yup."
"You sure?"
"Certain."

"Okay...I'm a lesbian."
"What."

"Okay Sorry, just making sure you're listening....No...but...uh..I have...PTSD, anxiety... and depression.
Oh wow that felt really weird to say."
I said.

"Oh. Alec.." he said, obviously thinking it all over.

I wiped my sweaty hands on my pants, and was completely unable to relax my shoulders.

"I admire you so much for dealing with it so well. It's not your fault, and not your shame. I'll stand by your side to the end of time." He said, hugging me.

"T-thanks." I choked.

"I love you."
"I love you too."

God,
we're such cliches.

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I'm rewriting this book!
Go read that.
Yeah.