TJ's pov

They say love at first sight isn't real, and I believed it for most of my life. Until I met him.

Cyrus Goodman. It wasn't necessarily love at FIRST sight, but it was most definitely love at some sight, considering now that every time I look at him, sparks fly. And we never even kissed!

Me and Cyrus have been best friends, for a few months now, almost a year. They were going fast. They took a slow turn.

Then eventually, stopped. At first, I was heartbroken, by the fact, that I couldn't even bring my self to apologize to him.

I mostly didn't because, I didn't think I had to. It was just costume day. But then realization hit me right in the face. It's Cyrus. Cyrus Goodman. Of course I had to apologize to him!

I couldn't just expect him to forgive me straight away. I now know that I will apologize. But how will I do it?

Cyrus' pov

I was laying in bed, not planning to get up. I had several messages from both, Tj, and my real friends. I had no intention to reply, or read them.

Although it was tempting, I just couldn't. I didn't wanna get up anyways.

My mom called me from downstairs, and told me dinner was ready. I groaned obnoxiously, and got up from under my covers, walking to the bathroom.

When I saw myself in the mirror, my eyes went wide. I looked tired. I had bags under my eyes, tear stains on my cheeks. My hair was a mess, and was swept to the side in the weirdest way possible.

I turned on the faucet, and put my hands under the water. I took the water that was in my hands, and splashed it on my face.

I grabbed a towel and dried my face, so I wouldn't look like the worlds biggest slob.

When I finished in the bathroom, I immediately went downstairs, paying no attention to my buzzing phone.

When I got downstairs, my mother looked up at me, worried. I gave her a look, that told her something was up, and she gave me a sad smile.

"Come sit down" she exclaimed.

I walked over to my seat, and sat down slowly. I didn't want to be there. I wanted to be in my bed, upstairs, under the covers, where my problems were shielded, and nobody could reach them.

My mom set down a plate in front of me, and sat down herself.

"What's wrong?" She immediately asked.

Once she said that, I burst into tears. I feel so stupid. So, stupid for crying over a costume. A stupid, stupid, costume. I feel stupid for not talking to my friends, and not even letting my mom come into my own room. But I mostly, feel stupid, for believing Tj would do the costume with me.

With me. A boring kid, who got scared because of thunder. A kid who couldn't even bring himself, to grab his own muffin. A fool. I'm a fool. I'm a fool for crying. I'm a fool for even doing a costume, on costume day. I'm a fool, for believing Tj was my friend.

As I was crying, my mom sat in the seat next to me, and put her hand on my shoulder, softly. She gave me a hug, and it only made me cry even harder.

"What happened?" My mom asked. Her voice in a saddened tone.

Surprising both of us, I got up, pushed the chair back, and yelled something, I know I would regret.

"You wouldn't understand! You don't know what it's like to be the only person in the school that's gay! You wouldn't understand! Not you, or my 3 other parents!" I shouted.

I ran to the door, my mom screaming after me. I didn't look back at her, I just walked out.

When I got outside I slammed the door behind me. When the fresh breeze hit my face, I felt much better.

I didn't want my mom, to see me like this, or question me in any way. So I ran. I ran to the only place, I knew. I ran to TJ's house.

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