Charlie

Chapter 13 - One Direction Needs To Let It Go!

Chapter 13 - One Direction Needs To Let It Go!

"Wait so... You'd definitely want to star and watch Fifty Shades of Black and/or probably marry Christian Grey."

"Oh hell yeah, but I'm not calling him master or daddy."

"Okay, but its Christian Grey. You kiiinda have to do that or else he'll threaten to break your ass for a week."

Tom shrugs. "Shit happens." I grin slightly, shaking my head. "Wait!" He gasps, unexpectedly gripping my forearms and staring right into my eyes. "You're okay with this?"

I arch my eyebrows in confusion. "Tom, I don't care if you're gay. If you're happy, then you're happy, that's all I care about." Besides, who am I to be the one to determine whether someone should be happy being gay because of my views on it.

If you like it, you like it, doesn't matter what I think. I'm a nobody.

BUT...... MY BEST FRIEND'S GAY!

"Why the HELL-" I slap his arm, causing him to wince and rub the pain down. "didn't you tell me earlier!"

"I was afraid to tell you!"

"I am your best friend, we tell each other everything! Even if you dated Peyton for a couple months, I feel like I've known you since the 5th grade! When did you know you were gay?"

"I've known since I was 15, but I was too far into the closet and too scared to even accept myself completely, so I just dated girls as my cover up for my mental breakdown that was going on inside." We both chuckle lightly. "Then college came, I met Peyton and I realized that I can finally accept myself completely, and that's when I met the special someone thatwe'llgettoinaminuterelax." Heh, he saw my holy shit expression.

Tom's special someone is some random dude who could potentially ruin our future plan—I am going to need all his information because no man is safe either.

"Do your parents know?"

He shakes his head. "I don't think I'll even tell them to be honest. You're the only one who knows and hopefully more will."

I smile warml and golf clap, adding a small 'yay'. Yay, I'm important.

"Now, there's a guy in my Computer Science class, his name is Chase and we've been talking for about a month and I'm crushing." He balls his hand into a fist and brings it down on his palm. "Hard."

"Do you think he's gay? Bisexual?"

Tom winces, tilting his head to the side a bit. "It's hard to see, but he's a flirt." I roll my eyes and cross my arms. Ohhh boy, he's a flirting boy! He could play with Tom's heart and intentionally or unintentionally lead him on.

I will DEFINETLY be here to pick up the pieces AND kick his ass for Tom. ALL the way and back.

"So are we not getting married when you're 27 or-"

He cuts me off, telling me to shut up and wrapping his arms around me for a hug. I bring my smile back and wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him back. "Of course we'll be married, who gave you the idea that we won't?"

Heh.

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For thee hundredth time of trying to cook a fucking pancake, its coming out RIGHT! The pancake is getting bubbly, so THAT means that we're doing something right!

It's cooking! Seriously the stove or pan must've been broken because the other pancakes kept coming out burnt and messed up.

The parents aren't here to scold me for wasting so much pancakes because they went out skiing again, but took Peyton and Tom...leaving me with the fucking beast. But thats good y'know, I don't want them here when I stab a piece of glass in Nathan's neck.