I turn around to see a tall, curly headed boy walking towards me.
"ayeeeeee lmao." He says to his friend Wheatley, who I recognize.
"Damn it Harry. Stop with that it doesn't make you hip." Wheatley says planting a light kiss on Harry's head.
"Ooooooooooooo is you gay?" I ask without even thinking.
"Yeahhhhhhhh lmao." The other boy says.
Wheatley then cuts in
"Is you mad or nahhh?"
"Actually I am because you see Wheatley, I was interested in your boyfriend here."
"You can only date him if he follows you on twitter."
"oooooo that's cold." The hot guy cuts in.
And that was when I took Wheatleys head, Slammed in against the table, took a bottle of unicorn tears, smashed it in his head. And walked out proud of what I just did.
