late night locker room

You are. You are gay.

Kaden's POV

"Ok, so I'll admit it. Me and Taylen have been friends for a while, and I think of him as a close friend of mine. Maybe a best friend, even. But I'm not gay, ok? No matter how many times I hear the word faggot, and slightly react to it, I'm not. I am not gay."

"You do realize that only gay people can say faggot, right?" Sky told me. My eyes widened.

"wait that means I disrespected you, I'm sorry oh my god," I said pretty sincerely. They started laughing, and told me it was fine since I was gay.

"I AM NOT GAY!" I yelled at them, and they started laughing even more. 

This all started when I began to fail history. My parents set super high expectations for me, so they made me get a tutor if I wasn't going to pay attention in class. My teacher ended up assigning me to Skyler, who I used to go to middle school with. We didn't really get along 7th grade, and 8th grade we didn't talk to each other at all. The tutoring was rough at first, considering the fact that we didn't get along. However, that mostly changed when I found out Skyler was pan. I started asking them a lot of questions, and they would explain stuff to me. I learned a lot about the LGBTQ+ community, and how they actually struggle a lot. I felt bad, cause lots of people in the school joke about being gay, and make fun of other people for it. I was one of them. I stopped acting like that after a short amount of time, and now Sky thinks I'm gay. Oh well, I just have to suck it up.

We kept working on the history homework, which was actually really easy. Truth is, I didn't really need a tutor anymore. I've been paying attention a lot in class, and I know what we're doing, and what's going on. Yet, I still continue the tutoring sessions cause it gives me an excuse to hang out with Sky. They've become one of my closest friends, and I can talk to them about anything. It's nice to have a friend to rely on a lot. Not even Taylen can comfort me that well.

Speaking of Taylen, ugh, I just can't get him off my mind. He's been stuck in my head all day, and I'm thinking about stuff I probably shouldn't be thinking about with him. He makes my face go all red, and when we stay up late just talking about funny stuff, oh my god it's like I'm in a dream. When he takes his shirt off, and he's just in sweats. And he's actually jacked too. His abs make me drool to be honest, and I just want to touch them. 

Wait. No. I'm not gay. Especially not for Taylen. No way. 

Am I?