Who He Is(A Trans!Alex AU)

Chapter Quatorze

I have a crush on Thomas? That's- no. That can't be possible.

I don't think I feel any differently about John if that football game was any indication...

Then why the hell am I feeling like this now?

I take a shaky breath as James opens the door. "You good, Lex?"

"Yeah yeah yeah I'm fine," I replied quickly, clutching the fabric of my shirt over my chest. My heartbeat was calming down a little, but not by much.

"Okay..." he nodded. "Anything you want to talk-"

"Nope!" I cut him off, cringing at the squeak my voice took on. "Nothing at all!"

"Cool," James shrugged. "Night, dude." He shut the door carefully.

I took another deep breath, settling back down against my blanket. I haven't even lived here a year and I'm already catching feelings for someone- not even one person. A guy and his boyfriend.

For a minute, I debate calling or texting one of them. What would be the harm in it? Just hearing their voices?

Okay, no, stop it. We're not going to be one of those crazy boys who stalks his crush- crushes, in my situation I guess. Sigh.

Well, I guess just one won't hurt...

{Freckles}

[Hey John- I was wondering if I could get Thomas's number off of you? I know it's kind of weird asking but I just realized I don't have it and I forgot to ask him😬]

[Hi! Yeah sure- let me find it...]

[Here you are: 404-xxx-xxxx]

[Thanks so much dude- what would I do without you?]

[☺️]

I take a deep breath. This is it. I'm finally texting Thomas for the first time. I'm probably way more nervous than I should be. Then again, nobody gets this excited over texting their friend. Or maybe they do. I don't know.

I put his number into my phone and send a message.

{Thomas}

[Hey! It's Alex- I got your number off of John cause I kept forgetting to ask you for yours]

I'm way too nervous about this. Why am I so nervous? He probably won't even reply right away and-

Ding! Ding!

I looked back at my phone screen.

[Heyyyyyy]

[How's it goin?]

My heart swelled with happiness as I replied. Wow, I really need to calm down.

I spent the rest of the night talking to Thomas about everything and nothing. Football, writing, reading, our favorite books, our favorite hobbies, the best movies, the worst movies, the Washingtons, that test he bombed in George's class, his siblings, my sibling, and anything else that came to mind.

I don't remember when I fell asleep, but I guess I did because when I opened my eyes, my alarm clock was blaring.

I groaned and stretched, sitting up in bed and realizing I was still wearing my clothes from the night before. I slid my hand under my shirt and sighed in slight relief. At least I had taken off my binder.