I sat and stared at him. His brown eyes. His blonde hair. His figure. His pink lips, his pale skin. His girlfriend.

His name's Owen, and he's a, well I doubt he even knows I exits, I'm just the boy who helps him with his maths homework.

Never did I think I'd have to be labelled. Never did I think life would come to this.

I am gay and I'm too scared to come out because my school is a horrid, but truthful metaphor for hell, I mean, I'm going to end up there anyway.

I watched as Leah, Owen's girlfriend, kept kissing him, and hugging him. It might have just been my feelings for him, but I'm sure he looked uncomfortable with it.

Leah suddenly dropped her juice on him, and stared laughing.

Owen stood up, to see a wet patch on his jeans.

"For god's sake Leah!" He shouted.

"Sorry."

"Piss off! That's it, We're done!" He said.

"I said I'm sorry! It's such an overreaction."

"No its not I never wanted to go out with you in the first place!" He yelled.

"Excuse me?" She shouted, getting defensive.

"I said, I never wanted to go out with you in the first place!" He yelled.

"Why not?" She asked.

"I'M GAY!" He yelled, and then turning to walk out of the canteen, I swear he winked at me.

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Hey, sorry I've been away for a while, I'm going to try and upload some of my stories, I've just had really bad writers block..

I really hope you like it, and hopefully you vote, share, and maybe follow?

Love you all and hoe you can forgive me

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