Chapter One

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"Dude, you're so gay!!" Dalton yells at me from across the table.

"Oh yeah totally" I say, laughing as I glance over to my girlfriend. She smiles and giggles at me. Gosh, she's so cute. The lunch bell rings and I grab her hand and leave Dalton sitting there. I don't know why he always insists that I'm gay, he knows how my parents are. Plus I have a girlfriend so..like Dude what the hell. I over think too much, he's probably just joking.
"Baby?" Hope's voice breaks me out of my hectic mind.
"Oh uh yeah love?" I respond, tripping lightly over my words.
"Why are you so tall?" she exclaims,
I laugh wholeheartedly, she's so random sometimes I swear.
"I'm not even that tall? I'm only 6'2, maybe you're just really short." I say, laughing and messing her hair up. She looks at me with puppy eyes and I can't help but kiss her forehead. We reach her next class and I hug her goodbye before running off to mine.

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I ended up going home after that class, I just was too tired to function. I walk into my house and just fall on the couch. My brain talks too much.
Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe that's what's going on. Hope asked me why I wouldn't ever tell her I loved her. I mean I do, I think, but I don't. I love like a best friend, not like my forever. I know it sounds bad,since we have been together so long, but there's just something off. Dalton's words keep getting to me too. Gay. Me? Gay? No way, that could never happen. My parents are so religious, and I've never really seen boys as anything more than just buddies. But oh God, the way they run their fingers through their hair, and the little smile they have when they see something funny. Boys..? No way. There's not way I'm gay. I can't be. I'm 17 and captain of the football team. I've only ever dated girls, my parents can't wait for me to get married to my wife. I can't like boys. But oh goodness, the way they giggle, and the way their hoodies are always just a little baggy. They're too cute to exist.My phone pulls me out of my thoughts suddenly.

Hope- baby..? is everything okay..? -Thursday 1:45 pm

Me- of course lovely - Thursday 1:47 pm

I throw my phone off to the side and smile at how lucky I am. I have a perfect girlfriend. There's no way I could be gay. There's no reason for me to get so caught up in Dalton's words.

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