The Betrothed (BoyxBoy)

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Dedicated to rhiyseypie because I felt bad for dedicating a shitty chapter of one of my shitty books to her. I promise this one will be way better! Thank you for TSM, TLM, and all of your other stories! I'll make sure to treasure them forever! :)

* This chapter may or may not contain grammatical errors and typos. *

Tyler on the side :) --> 

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Tyler's POV

I looked out of the bus window as I rode on my way to school. I've lived in London all my life and I can't say I don't like it. My life has been perfect so far. I have the best parents and friends I could ask for. I'd say I'm a very smart guy, but I don't like to boast. People have praised me for my confidence though. There's only one thing I'm not lucky with: my love life.

I'm usually a very outgoing person. I love to spend time with my friends and I love making them laugh. One thing I can't stand is disappointing anyone. Once I disappoint someone, I disappoint myself. I usually dwell on that feeling for a while before I get over it and during that time period, I can never focus on anything else.

Oh yeah, did I mention I was gay? I didn't come out intentionally. In fact, I was forced into coming out of the closet. It's not a very pleasant experience even though nobody at school is homophobic. I guess I was just afraid of coming out for no reason but the fact that I was ashamed of who I was. One lesson learned: never be ashamed of who you are.

My name is Tyler Lewis and I'm 17 years old. I had turned 17 about 11 months ago and I have bad luck with love - even though I've only ever been in one relationship.

As the bus continued to drive through the streets, I watched the people walking by and going about their lives. There were some that were happy with their group of friends, some running because they were late for work, and others who were holding hands, declaring their love for each other. They're the ones I envy the most.

Why couldn't I have the same luck with my love life? Sure, one bad experience shouldn't ruin it all for me, but it has and I can't do anything about it. Nothing good ever came out of my first relationship so who am I to think that something good will come out of my next one?

The bus finally arrived at school and everyone filed out into the sidewalk. I looked up at the school building and basked in its architectural glory. It was an old, looking building with two-stories, but it was one of the most prestigious school in all of London.

"Tyler!" someone shouted from behind me. It was Cassandra. She's been my best friend ever since I was a little kid. Now she hangs out around with me to keep me company when nobody else is there.

We've been through some tough times together. We always helped each other cope with our problems and because of that, I'm glad I have her. She's even helped me through the horrors of my previous relationship, which is something I don't really feel like talking about right now.

"Ready to go?" she asked.

"Of course! I always am!" I exclaimed. Just as I said that, I saw a really attractive guy walk by. I immersed myself in his sexiness and was paralyzed at the sight. I tried to pry my eyes off of him, but it was impossible.

"Stop staring at him! You look like a creep!" she whisper-shouted in my ear.

"Well can you blame me? After D-"

"Don't you dare say that asshole's name!" she cut me off. "You're right. Go look! You need to forget about him and find someone who'll make you happy. You deserve happiness, Tyler. You're a nice kid."