nathan
“Are you okay?”
Hayden and I sit in his car, darkness enclosing us into an eerie silence. The events at dinner have left us immensely upset, with a massive amount of issues to think on.
“No.” I tell him, “I’m not okay at all.”
“I’m sorry about my dad,” he says immediately, “It wasn’t fair that we had to sit there and take his reaction. That was my fault, I shouldn’t have blurted out that information.”
“Hayden,” I say honestly to him, “I don’t care. He’s truly a jerk and I can’t spend time thinking about jerks and their jackass lives. He can f**k Tiffany, hate me and our friends, hell he can try and revert me back to heterosexuality. He’s not gonna get under my skin, no matter how hard he tries.”
He presses his lips to my forehead, whispering a quick ‘I love you’. I return the
