The Bassist

Broken Boy Meets Broken... Boy?!

The day is rainy. It's cold. Drops of rain hit my skin and they passed trough me. I like rain.
- Michael! - I heard the voice behind me. It was my friend. Thomas.
- Oh, hi, Tom. What are you doing here? - I asked him,
- Um, nothing. Honestly, I looked for you, Mike.
- Why?
- Your mom worry about you. You have to go home.
- But I don't want to. I'm sorry, Tom. It's not your fault. Tell mom I'm fine. Okay?
- Mike, you tell me this line every time I ask you to go home. I'm tired, Mike. But, okay, I'll tell your mom, that you're fine. But next time it will be your fault, okay?
- Okay, Tom. Thank you.
He ran away. I know, I am the biggest mom's problem. But I don't want to go home. There's my father. He don't even like me. Because I'm gay. I tired of it. I wanna be free, I wanna be loved, I wanna be more, than you thinking of. Yes, I like Panic! At The Disco. They are cool. The last time I listened to their music was five month ago. Also it was the last day, when I was home. I know, mom loves me, but she loves my father too. It's bad.
I walking this road and thinking about this situation. I remember the day, when I told my parents, that I'm gay... My father hit me. It still hurts me. Every fucking time.
Walking this lonely street again, I saw the boy, who played guitar near bridge. I walked closer. I could see clearly. That guy is the coolest bassist ever. The bassist from 5SOS. OMG. I set near him and start the conversation.
- Hi! I am Michael!
- I'm Calum! - Said the guy and shook my hand. - Do you know me?
- Yeah, of course! You are the bassist from 5 Seconds Of Summer.
- Well, um, would you like a cup of coffee?
- Yes, thank you.
Calum stood up and took his guitar. We go to the nearest cafe. We find it. We went in and ordered two cups of coffee and pizza. I love pizza. We talked all night about music, movies, comics, books, pizza, pets and people. He's so cute and polite. He told me about his problems, I told him about mine. I like him. You know, like, realy like him. He's so tall and handsome as hell. And, yeah, I like Taylor Swift...
It was perfect night. I didn't think, something could make this night better. But I was wrong. Calum invite me to his home. I'm so happy. I want to jump right here, to show, how much I'm happy. I think I made a new friend. I think this friend could become something more. I wish he was my boyfriend. But I think that's impossible. But he is my friend. It's already cool.
We talked about our lifes, sitting on armchairs and drinking tea. He is smart. I like to talk to him. I like to look at him. I like to look at his eyes. They're like chocolate. So brown and deep. I like to look at his lips. They're so beautiful and attractive. I like to feel his smell. It feels like chocolate and cigaretts. He is so beautiful right now. I want to kiss him. I feel so sad. I can't get him. Because I'm just a droken boy, who met the coolest boy. I want to cry, but can't. He looks at me.
- Michael, you are so beautiful. You know, I want to change one of the lines in our song. — Calum said
- What's the song? — I asked him.
- Safety Pin. You know, like, broken boy meets broken boy. It could be our line. — Calum said.
It's so nice. I think I love him. Oh My God! Our line...