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The next morning, Brendon woke up in that confused, am-I-still-dreaming/only-half-conscious state. His dreams always seemed so real to him. He sat up and looked around. The clock read 10:12 am. His phone showed no new messages. Sunlight poured through the windows as he regained full consciousness.
Everything stopped -- except for his heart, which was beating faster than ever. Dallon...
The thought hit him quickly and he didn't know how to react. He realized that he definitely liked him. But what was he supposed to do about it? "Hey Dallon, I know that you're straight and I seem straight and we both have girlfriends, but I have to tell you, I have the biggest crush on you. How hilarious is that? Anyway, see you in biology, buddy."

How long has he felt this way? Clearly the feelings didn't just pop up over night. They were in his heart and his head for a long time, and they were just now peaking. Brendon didn't know what to do. So of course, he called his best friend for advice.
His best friend being Dallon. Of fucking course.

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