The next day, his favorite customer really didn't show up, which was unfortunate. Overall, not many people showed up, but the only thing that bothered him was not seeing those perfect eyes, hair, lips...
He wanted so badly to know his name. He knew he would be beautiful because he was beautiful all over.
The others had told the blond the same thing, that he was handsome, but he didn't believe it. He had freckles, plain brown hair and nothing special. He admired the boy who wouldn't tell him his name because he was handsome. He wanted to be that handsome too. It bothered him that she was nervous in his presence.
Ever since he found out his same sex orientation, he didn't like to talk to people of the same sex because he would like some boy , but he liked girls.
He didn't want to be gay, but when he met this tall guy with almost black hair, he didn't want anything else in the world...
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Teen Fiction[ COMPLETE ] "It'll kill you someday." "I know." "Then why are you doing it?" "Why do you care so much?"
