(Phil's POV)

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket as Chris stared at me.

"You're gay?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah..." I say, looking down to avoid eye contact when I feel his arms around me, "Chris?"

"I'm just glad you're okay, people can be horrible," he said well he let go of me.

"So, you're okay with this?" I ask.

"Of course, I mean if I wasn't okay with you then I wouldn't be okay with myself." He answered.

I stared up at him as I put the puzzle pieces
together.

"Chris, you- what?"

"Yes Phil, l like boys," he said with a chuckle.

We both smiled and we moved over to sit on a bench and took my phone out to see that Dan had texted me.

DanShouldbeonFire: So how's your date?

PhiltheAmazing: Uh, not good? It's over now.

"When did you realize?"Chris asked as the memories started to flood my mind.

"Um, I'd rather not talk about it," I say as I felt my face heat up.

"Oh, come on Phil, it can't be as bad as mine," he said as he nudges me with his elbow.

I look down at my phone as it buzzed, "Oh mines pretty bad."

DanShouldbeonFire: Oh sorry. Are you going on another when her/him?

PhiltheAmazing: In your dreams, she left without a word.

"That bad?"

"This could ruin our friendship," I mumble as an answer to him.

DanShouldbeonFire: Oh my gosh, that's harsh.

PhiltheAmazing: Yeah, but I'm glad that it's a break and I don't have to see her anytime soon

"You used to like me?" Chris asked and my face got even redder while I get my face towards my phone.

"Maybe," I answered.

DanShouldbeonFire: Haha, yeah.

"Don't be embarrassed, are used to like you too."

My head instantly snapped up to face him, his face wasn't red like mine.

*Buzz* DanShouldbeonFire: Hey, I'm going to go to sleep, I have to get up at five tomorrow

"What?"

"Yeah, that's why I like guys," and that's when he cleared all of my thoughts.

I looked back at my phone.

DnaShouldbeonFire: Hey, I'm going to sleep, have to get up at five tomorrow

PhiltheAmazing: But we don't have school...

I was hoping to have him to talk to tonight.

DanShouldbeonFire: Yeah, but I have a job,

PhiltheAmazing: Oh, okay, goodnight

The whole time I texted Dan, Chris and I were quiet.

"I mean," Chris said to break the quiet, "I'm over it and I don't really care. It doesn't bother me."

"Yeah," I smiled looked up to him, "it doesn't bother me anymore either."

He smiled, "Good because I don't know what I would do without you." He stood up holding his hand out, "We should get going."

I took his hand and stood up, "Yeah."

We walked as far as we could before we had to take our separate ways. I noticed that Dan had said "Night" when my head started to fill with thoughts.

"If that Dan is this Dan then-"

I shook the thoughts away, I didn't need to stay up all night.

I walked on the street, and as the wind blew it grew colder. All the houses on my street were pushed back a little ways from the street so their lights didn't help. I could depend on the streetlights, and they were doing a decent job.

Nothing was going on in my head to the point of passing my house. I started to run back to my place when Dan popped in my mind, yet again.

"Why did he run away?" I slowed to a walk as I started up the driveway. "Why did he have to leave? And who is Mary?"

When I walked in the door it hit me, he saw me and left.

That thought hung in my head as I unlock the house door.

"Hello Phillip, how was your date?" My dad asked when I close the door and walked down the hallway that connected to the living room.

"Fine," I answer as I put my keys down. "I don't think she's my type."

My dad frowned, "You say that about every girl!"

"I know," I say looking down, "I'm sorry."

"You're almost 18, you're fixing to be out of this house. You don't want to grow up old and alone, do you?"

"Of course not, but why do I have to find someone now?" My dad had never thought of it in that way.

Before he could answer I walked down the hall, to my bedroom. He didn't call back for me.

When I got to my room I fell face-first onto my bed, falling to sleep shortly after.

If something is messed up, let me know, I'm not rereading this. I don't ever read anything I do, unless it's for school. Even then I skim it so...