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STILES HAD CONTINUED TO BOMBARD ADRIAN'S PHONE WITH TEXT MESSAGES, PHONE CALLS, VOICEMAILS AND EVEN EMAILS. Yet, Adrian didn't budge. As time grew on, he did think about forgiving Stiles; but Toby Valack was taking control of that situation.
"Stop reading his texts!" The blonde hissed, swiping the phone off the redhead's hands and placing it on his desk. Adrian sighed, laying his head down on Toby's soft pillows while the boy placed his hands on his hips. "I thought you said you were done with him."
"I did." Adrian nodded, pausing. "I just- maybe I should apologise. I was a bit harsh on him." He sounded sincere, causing confusion on Tobys part.
His friend blinked rapidly, as if trying to see through his skin like he was lying. "I'm sorry, did Adrian Martin just admit he wants to apologise first? What's going on with you?"
"I don't know!" Adrian bellowed, taking a pillow and shoving it on his face. His words were muffled, luckily, Toby had mastered the art of muffled pillow speaking. "I'm gay and confused."
Toby couldn't help but laugh, sitting on his bed. "Well, this is a new side of you I hate to say I enjoy." Adrian removed the pillow to glare at him, Toby throwing his hands up in defence. "Hey, I'm just saying it's fun to see you struggle."
"I'm never coming here during a crisis again."
"Oh come on," Toby tried, shaking the boy's shoulder. "There are plenty of fish in the sea. There are plenty of guys who would jump at the chance to be with you, Adrian Martin."
"That's the thing!" Adrian sighed frustratedly, getting up with a pillow hugged into his chest. "I've thought about guys! I've looked at guys! I've talked to guys! None of them have ever been like him." He shook his head.
"You mean like Stiles?" Toby softly clarified in understanding, nodding slightly.
"He may be a pain in the ass, but I want him to be my pain in the ass." Adrian couldn't help but chuckle, his mind wandering to all the bad jokes and comments Stiles had made; every single one bringing an even brighter smile to his face.
"So . . . what are you gonna do?" Toby bit his lip, looking expectantly over at the teen.
Adrian sadly shrugged. "I don't know." He whispered, feeling lost and void of any emotion.
