For five years all that had been on my mind was one boy. One boy who didn't care about me. One boy who didn't want me to have a happy ending or a love story.

I sit there on the beach,it's silent all but two people. A boy and a girl holding hands as they draw the word forever in the sand,engraved in a heart. Kissing softly. Parts of me felt utterly jealous but the same I was happy. They deserved a happy ending,unlike me I guess...

My name is Thomas Edison. I'm sixteen and someone you could categorise as lonely. Apparently I'm much too low for others to be friends with. My parents were known as the pillars of our state,that didn't make matters much easier for me from the looks I would get in school. They refused to believe I was gay so they labeled it as a phase. The single best thing about coming out of the closet is that nobody can insult you by telling you what you've just told them.

My hands gently touch Newt's body as I press hot kisses down his chest. He arches his back and moans my name loud.

"Fuck I love you.." I mumble into the crook of his neck as he massages my hair.
"I do too Thomas," he bites his lip as we kiss passionately. It's his turn now as he straddles me,pinning my arms above my head "Don't move them... Tell me you understand!"
"I won't.." I whisper as he kisses me hard. Starting to unbuckle my jeans as I burst awake..

"Dammit!" I groan and burrow my head in the pillow. Of course it was a bloody dream. Now I'd have to see him today,well I'd see him and he'd pay no attention to me at all.
I get myself dressed casually and scruff up my hair. Grabbing my bag as my mum drives me in. She's silent the whole ride there.

"Do you say this stuff to hurt me Thomas?" She mumbles "I want you to grow up with children."
"I don't want to live with you if you don't accept me for who I am. This is me. I can't change,"
"I accept you Thomas. I love you,"
"So why does it feel like you don't?"
"I'm not sure darling," she pulls up at school "Have a nice day,"
"I doubt that'll happen." I mutter as she kisses my cheek and I climb out. Waving to her as I walk past everyone. My heart stops as I see Newt,he stands with his friends laughing until his eyes lock on mine.

I pant and try to move away, that's eventually successful as I walk to Minho who sits there with Gally. At least they were my friends. They're smoking heavily,I never understood why..

"Want one?" Minho holds out the box to me.
"No.." I shake my head.
"What are you afraid of?" He asks.
"Cancer.." I whisper "Getting hurt even more than I have been all ready."

"I'll have one," The British voice says confidently. I jump and turn round to see Newt "Oh Minho," he smirks "You haven't been pressuring adorable Tommy into smoking. Have you?"

"No.." Minho sniggers.

"Well don't," he commands as he lights it then brings the cigarette to his delicate pink lips "The innocent ones can be fun,you know," he winks at me and bites his lip as he walks away. My eyes widen as I turn to Minho.
"I'm just as confused as you man," he chuckles. Throwing his cigarette to the floor as we walk inside,sitting down in our class. But it takes a different toll as Newt sits beside me. Smiling slightly.

"Good spot," he mumbles. Looking ahed.
"Yeah... I guess it is," I mumble back as I get out my books "Newt,what did you mean earlier? Like.. With me?"
He shrugs "I have my thoughts Tommy. But what I always knew was- you can anything if you want it enough. Don't you think?"
"I wouldn't know enough about it,"
He smirks "Then let me teach you.."
"I.. I.. Don't understand."
"Then I'll show you. Come on,"
"Where are we going?"
"Skipping class."

He says this as if it's nothing, I had never skipped a class before but he meant so much to me I wanted to. I had to.
We walk down to the car park and he helps me into his Porsche. I smile as he buckles himself in,then me as his hand gently swipes over my thigh as the belt makes a click. I bite my lip as he winks at me and starts to drive.

"You don't say much,do you?" He asks.
"Well,I wouldn't know what to say," I confirm and fake a smile.
He raises his brow when he sees this "There it is.. That's the smile you fake everyday to make people believe you're okay-"
"What?"
"Tommy,I'm not stupid at everything. I don't blame you. This is why you're here,"

I still didn't understand but I surrendered to his words. He keeps driving for about half an hour until he pulls up at the beach. The same one I always went to so I was able to escape with. We walk down and sit there as I see the boy and the girl,the boy with black hair and the girl with blue.

"Don't gawk Tommy," Newt laughs as I turn away to him.
"Sorry.." I mumble "Just.. Ask me some questions."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No.. No girlfriend,"
"Have you ever?"
"Yes. Teresa from our Latin class. I dated her for three years," she was who I dates before I knew,and if I'm being honest a distraction until I couldn't hide it anymore.
He nods slightly "Right.." It's him this time who looks at the boy and the girl "I kinda wish I could be like that too.."
"You will be," I encourage "You'll find a girlfriend some day-"
He scoffs "I don't want that!"
"But what do you-" my eyes widen "You're.. You like boys?"
"No," he mumbles. I know he's lying.
"Newt.."
"I said no Tommy! No one can find out. Okay? They'll all hate me,"
"There is nothing wrong with being gay Newt. It's natural and beautiful," I tell him. But not telling him that I am too. What's the use? Not that he'd care..

"You're right.." He sighs and looks down "Promise me you won't tell anyone?"
"I promise."