So this is about the whole band knows the reader (who was a male then turned female) is Tran's, but her bf Patrick doesn't. Petes hitting on you and shit, have fun.
"Your silicone boobs look nice today." Pete teased.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "How many growth pills did you take for you to have that much confidence?" He looked down. "Three..." I chuckled and sighed. He kept flirting, his bisexual ass kicking in.
I just rolled my eyes and looked at my phone. "Aye, tranny!" Joe yelled as he entered the room. Thank god Patrick wasn't here, I'm too nervous to tell. I need to do it when we're alone and hes not stressed for once.
"Shut up Joe." I patted his back and sighed with a chuckle. We all sat on the couch and had a good time. They made many joke on the surgeries, like "fake pussy, jelly tits" the lost goes on. Its fairly funny to be honest. "So, whats sex like?" Pete asked with a smirk, Joe and Amdy chuckled.
I shook my head and sighed. "Somethings wrong with you boys." I traced circles on my clothed thigh and ended the sentence with a snort. But to my pleasure, Patrick waltzed in. "Why are you asking that, you guys think I'm small?" He asked.
We all laughed. Its strange that Pat doesn't know but my voice makes it obvious. "Oh baby, you're average." I smirked. The other three boys laughed as Patrick sat down. "Says the one with jelly ti-" I smacked Pete before he could finish.
Fear sunk into my body.
"Huh?" Patrick questioned. I stared at the floor. Oh shit. "What were you about to day Pete?" He asked setting his phone down. Pete and I exchanged some serious glances. Little bisexual asshole.
"Patrick...can we talk in the hall for a moment...?" I asked gently. He nods, I take his hand and lead him into the hall. I high and look down. I started to panic, what if he leaves me, what if hes disgusted?
"Patricks... I'm so so so sorry for not telling you this at first but... I-I'm.....i'm Tran's..." My vision was blurry from the tears. He seemed shocked. "Oh." That's all he said. Take away me saying he looked shocked, he seemed like he didn't care. He actually looked kinda mad.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me this?!" He growled. "I-I was so afraid that you were gonna reject me a-and-"
"Does it look like a I care?!? I'M DATING A LIAR WHO WAS A GUY! I'M A STRAIGHT MALE, I FEEL FUCKING BISEXUAL!!" He yells. I flinch, he never yelled. He promise not to. "I'm so...sorry." I sobbed and ran off outside.
I bolted to my car as fast as I could and drove to a corner shop. I entered and wipped tears. I grabbed a bag a chips, a pack of tissues and gold fish just because.
"You seem sad...something wrong..?" A friendly female cashier asked. I sighed. "I came out to my boyfriend as Tran's and he didn't take it so well..." I sniffled. She frowned. "Don't let him get to you, I'm sure hes shocked." She handed me my change and bag of items. I smiled at her.
"Thank you."
Then I ran home. I cried on the couch eating chips and gold fish. He doesn't live me. I looked ugly, my eyeliner and mascara slipped down my cheeks. My 'masculine' features showed. No matter what I always wore makeup around Pat, so he wouldn't notice that I looked like a boy.
I cried more. I hated being a boy! I just wanna be put in the correct body. I ran to the bathroom and whipped my makeup off, toke the hair extensions out and took off the feminine clothes. Even though I had the surgery, I still can see my old body. The braud shoulders, the hairy legs I waxed weekly, and how I'll never succeed at being a girl.
I just wanna be a girl. Suddenly a knock on my door reputed through my house. I slipped on a white T-shirt and plaid trousers and opened the door. It was him.
"Are you Y/n's brother..?" He asked. Ha, I don't even have on. "So I look that different with the makeup and extensions." I said with a chuckle. I rubbed my eyes and sighed. "Y-Y/n...?" He stutters. I sigh and look down.
"I tried so hard for a feminine body. I still look like a boy, even with tits and a vagina." I sigh. My face had sharp feminine features, but I still looked like a dude. My hair was the length of Gerard ways "I'm not okay (I promise) hair. (sorry if its shorter lol). I was short for a guy, I wad skinny. I had an average male body, add tits, slight curves and a vagina.
Patricks teared up and collapsed in my arms. I sighed. "I'm s-so-" "Its fine, you're fine." I whispered. "Keeps the makeup off, and the extensions. You look so much more beautiful this way." He nuzzled into my neck and rubbed my hip. I was taller than him, only an inch or two (if you're shorter, today's your lucky day you grew)
I sighed. "Wanna watch a movie with me..?" I ask. He nods. "No wonder you have such a cute voice." He teases. I roll my eyes and sit on his lap. I snuggled into his chest and close my eyes. Now lets cross our fingers and hope Pete doesn't burst out of no where.
So I got some news.
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I made a gee way imagine book!! Requests are always open, two chapters published, one in the making.
