"Ouch you damn vampire." Summer giggled and pushed my face away from her neck.

"I'm not sorry about that." I leaned back.

"Yeah?" She raised a brow. "Why not?"

"Because I told you that I was hungry but what did you say?" I cleared my throat. "No bébé stay in bed with me a little longer." I said in a high voice.

"Okay first, my voice isn't that high and second, that doesn't give you the right to take a chunk out of my neck." She rolled her eyes.

"Oh stop being over dramatic." I slid down her body and rested my head on her stomach.

"I'm pretty sure I'm bleeding." She said rubbing my neck.

"It's just a sign of how much I love you." I said looking up at her.

She quickly looked away. "So I heard you made like, ten new songs."

I bit my lip and continued to stare at her. I've been subtly slipping in the fact that I love her for a month now. Every time the topic of love even comes up she tries to steer the conversation away. Sighing I slid back up, now hovering over her, and grabbed her chin turning her face towards mine. "Summer..." I whispered. "I love y-"

"Vanessa!" She yelled and pushed me off of her quickly jumping up.

"What who's hurt?!" Vanessa yelled bursting into the room.

"Nobody um, can you keep Y/n company while I do..."she trailed off.

Vanessa frowned at her as they seemed to have a silent conversation with their eyes. Vanessa gasped and looked at me then back at Summer. "Um yeah, go do that thing really quick."

Summer rushed out of the room and Vanessa closed the door behind her. "What's up?" She asked walking towards me.

"You tell me Vanessa," I sat up. "Both you and Summer have been acting weird for the last two months."

She sighed and sat next to me. "Your birthday is in two weeks, maybe we have a surprise for you." I just stared at her until she broke. "Fine, we just have some personal stuff going on."

I scoffed. "I wouldn't have a problem with the two of you keeping personal stuff from if it didn't affect our relationship."

"Care to elaborate?" She turned towards me.

"You two are acting distant as hell and I feel like this personal stuff somehow involves me." I said.

"It's nothing to worry about." She shrugged.

"Bullshit, tell me what's going on," I looked into her eyes. "Please, I'm starting to feel like I did something wrong."

She bit her lip. "It's Summers business to tell."

I clenched my jaw. "I tried to tell her that I love her and she fucking ran out of the room," shaking my head I looked away from her. "Is it too soon, or is she starting to realize that she doesn't have feelings for me?"

"I can't..." Vanessa sighed. "That's girls crazy about you Y/n, don't doubt her feelings for you."

"Then I'm supposed to just, filter myself around her?" I asked looking back at her.

"No just, don't take her actions personally." She said.

"It's kind of hard not to with the way she's been acting." I mumbled.

"Hey guys, I have snacks." Summer walked back into the room smiling. I rolled my eyes and stood up grabbing my things. "Where are you going?" She rushed out.

"Home." I said picking my keys up and walking towards the door.

"Y/n," she grabbed my arm. "I-I thought we were going to hang out all day today."

Don't be petty, don't be petty.

I shook my head. "Nah, I'd rather be at home with Quincy, it's fun hanging out with him because he doesn't keep secrets."

Dammit.

She looked down and let go of my arm. "Oh, okay."

I sighed instantly feeling bad and kissed her forehead. "I'll text you later." Walking out of the door I heard Summer curse under her breath. Maybe I'll just give her some space until she figures out her "personal problems."

-

Walking into Quincy and I's house I hear muffled yelling coming from upstairs. And not the "oh Quincy where'd you learn that." type of yelling but more of the "keep lying to me and I'll cut your dick off type yelling."

Shaking my head I started upstairs. Am I really in the mood to deal with another one of their arguments? I thought Summer and I were having problems, Quincy and Jasmine have been fighting nonstop.

"Fuck you." I heard as Quincy's room door opened and Jasmine walked out with tears running down her face.

I quickly grabbed her waist. "What the hell did he do?"

She shook her head and tried pushing me away. "Move Y/n go ask your fucking best friend what he did."

"Jazzy, your not about to try and drive home while bawling your eyes out," I wiped her wet cheeks. "Please just go in my room and wait for me while I talk to him."

She stared at me for a moment and then nodded. "Okay," she wiped her nose and walked towards my room.

I'm going to fucking kill him. "Why the hell is my Jasmine crying?" I asked opening the door and then pausing. "I fucking knew it." I said.

There he was. Quincy, half naked, being held by some random naked, let me say it again, NAKED, male. "Shit." Quincy backed away and scratched his head.

"I have so many emotions going on inside my head that I don't know how to react," I looked at the boy and felt my blood boil. "Right, your part of the reason Jasmine is crying," I walked towards him. "Your not my best friend so I don't have a problem with kicking your ass, leave now." The boy gulped and quickly picked up his clothes before glancing at Quincy. "He's not gonna tell you to stay and he's definitely not gonna hold me back from breaking your jaw so get out." I clenched my fist trying not to catch a case.

He scurried out of the room and I turned to Quincy. "First, I fucking knew it," Quincy shook his head and sat down on his bed. "I'm so happy to find out that your gay, now we can be like the gay Harry and Lloyd," I gasped. "Or maybe Shaun and Ed."

He rubbed his forehead. "Y/n are you really joking right now?"

"Oh trust me," I sat next to him. "You want me joking for as long as I can because if I'm not joking around with you I'm going to be hurting you."

He looked up at me. "I hope that's a joke."

"It's not," I shook my head. "What the hell Quincy?"

"I'm sorry." He said.

"Your not supposed to be apologizing to me right now," I exclaimed. "Are you happy to come out as gay this way?" He bit his lip. "She fucking loves you dude, you just broke her heart and I wanna fucking kill you right now."

"Please do, I feel like shit." He sniffed.

"Good," I said. "Why did you hide this from me?"

He shrugged and looked down at his hands. "I don't know, I was scared."

"I'm literally a female with a dick, what's there to be scared of?" I asked.

"My parents, my family in general, I don't want them to hate me." He whispered.

I nodded. "Your family adores you, they might not be happy that your gay but they won't shut you out, and your not gonna be happy if you keep it in."

"I've been pretty damn happy keeping it a secret." He said.

"For now, hiding your gay is like, pretending to be in love with someone," I shrugged. "Eventually you won't be able to take it anymore and you definitely won't be happy with them, it'll start to eat you up until you become all depressed and shit."

He nodded. "Yeah, your right."

Looking down I bit my lip. "Maybe you should wear little bits of make up around you family until they finally notice and realize your gay."

He chuckled. "Great idea Y/n."

"Now, back to a more serious topic," I pointed at the door. "What the hell?"

"Before I realized I was gay I had a huge crush on her, well not a crush because I'm gay but, I was attracted to her," he sighed. "I met Toby last year and fell in love with him."

My eyes widened. "A year?"

He nodded. "Yeah, when I realized that I was in love with him I decided that I needed to stop seeing him before I got in too deep."

"Your in love with him, your already in too deep." I said.

"I realize that now Y/n," he looked at me. "I had to distract myself from my feelings so I thought, why not connect with a girl that I was previously attracted to."

"You used her as a cover up." I stated.

"I did," his eyes started to water. "I didn't mean for it to get this far I just, I don't want people to know that I'm gay."

I pulled him into me as a tear rolled down his face. "That's messed up Quincy." He nodded. "You have to make it right with her before you do anything," I leaned back. "You won't feel better and neither will she."

He wiped his cheeks and stood. "Yeah, I'll do that."

I quickly followed his actions and put my hand on his chest. "Woah, your about to try and walk into a room with a Latina that's pissed at you, that's like poking a bear with a stick, don't get yourself killed."

He looked down. "Shit, your right."

"Give her time, I'm going to go comfort her while you come up with the best idea to get her to forgive you." I said.

He nodded. "I'll figure something out."

"Good," I turned to walk out of the room and then paused turning back to him. "Quincy."

He looked up at me. "Yeah-" he was cut off by my fist connecting with his nose. He fell back and cried out while covering his now bleeding nose.

"You ever, and I mean ever, do anything to hurt her again and I'll do worse than that," I bent down coming face to face with him. "Got it?"

He nodded tilting his head back. "I think you broke my nose."

"Hopefully," I turned walking away. "Keep that in mind before you try some shit like that again." Slamming his door behind me I walked into my room and saw Jasmine cuddled up to one of my pillows crying. "Fuck Jazzy."

She jumped up and wiped her face. "I'm fine."

I nodded and walked towards her. "I know, your pretty damn strong."

She nodded. "Right, I don't need to be comforted because I have myself."

I walked closer to her. "And that's all you need right?"

"Right." She whispered and stared at me before throwing herself into my arms and gripping my shirt. "This fucking sucks Y/n," She cried out.

"I know," I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head. We stood there for a while as she just cried and held onto me like her life depended on it. I stayed silent and continued to hold her, it's rare that I get to take care of Jasmine, she's either worried about me or someone else but never herself. So, even though she's in pain it feels good to be here for her.

She placed her hands on my chest and pulled away then sat on the bed. "You'll never see me cry again Y/n." She said in a shaky voice.

I sat next to her. "Good, your an ugly crier."

She chuckled and shoved me. "Leave it up to you to make me laugh," she looked up at me.

"That's my job." I smiled softly and wiped a tear off her cheek.

She sniffed and laid her head on my shoulder. "You know it's one thing to be cheated on but, to have your boyfriend cheat on you with another male is ten times worse, it's like damn, was I so bad that I turned you gay."

I scoffed. "Come on now, you could turn Shawn Mendes straight."

She frowned up at me. "He's not..." she trailed off. "Wow, hes lowkey gay."

I chuckled and threw my arm over her shoulder. "Jasmine your amazing, your fucking gorgeous, and your personality amplifies that, your funny, your fun, and Quincy's gay," I scooted closer to her. "He was gay before he started to date you, he was confused and I'm pretty sure you confused him even more because your great."

"If I'm so great why'd he cheat?" She asked.

"He didn't get the chance to fall in love with you because he was already in love with someone else." I shrugged.

"He's in love with that guy?" She looked up at me.

I bit my lip. "I'm not doing a good job at making you feel better am I?"

She shook her head. "Not really."

"I'm sorry, emotions scare me," I looked down. "Okay im going to speak from the heart but I won't make eye contact because then I'll be uncomfortable."

She chuckled. "Go ahead."

"Quincy cheated on you and that's going to definitely make you feel insecure but you don't deserve to feel that way," I frowned. "I damn near love you more than Quincy and that says a lot, I don't just love you as much as I do because your always there for me but because, your you. You have this vibe about you that just makes me feel safe and comfortable, you always know exactly what to say, you supported me when nobody else did, you were there when nobody else was, I mean you literally saved my life because you were the only one brave enough to follow me home that day." My voice cracked as I shook my head trying not to bring those thoughts back.

"You make me feel worth it and wanted, I mean, you make me fucking happy Jazzy and I know that goes for everyone lucky enough to have you in their life," I cleared my throat. "Same for Quincy, I know you make him happy but, you can't choose who you fall in love with and you can't choose what gender to be attracted to, don't let his gay ass ruin your chance at happiness. Dont let his mistakes fuck your head up because your awesome," I looked up at her to see tears rolling down her cheeks and I panicked. "And your crying which means I didn't make anything better, I'm sorry Jazzy please stop crying."

She laughed and shook her head wrapping her arms around my neck. "What you said was perfect Dino, I really needed to hear that," she leaned back. "Thank you."

I smiled and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God, I would've cried if I made it worse."

She smiled. "I love you too by the way."

"Of course you do," I pulled her back into me. "Now we can either have a sleepover here or have one at your place."

"Was that even a choice?" She scoffed. "My place duh."

We stood and I grabbed her hand. "I broke Quincy's nose by the way."

She laughed. "Way to go Dino."