Love Is Hard, Hating You is Worse; Jimmy Yuma × Deuce Ninelives

James' POV 10 PM I looked at the lady sleeping next to me. This wasn't right. She's not who I wanted to be with. I got up, being careful not to wake her. I grabbed my jeans, shirt, and jacket. I walked out of the room and walked downstairs to get dressed. I ran out the house once I was dressed. I put my keys in my car and drove off. I had no idea where my brain would take me... I grabbed my phone once I parked and called Aron's number. "Yeah, what's up James?" His voice sounded tired. "I don't want to do this anymore. I don't feel anything for her... It's pointless being with her." I mumbled to myself. "Are you high?" "No, I'm not." "Are you drunk?" "No" "Just tell the truth." "I'm not f*****g drunk, and I'm not doped up! I'm done!" I nearly screamed at him through the phone "James, calm down, tell me everything that's going on." His voice softened before it went back to normal "Aron, put yourself in my shoes... you like this guy, no, you Love this guy. And there's this strong chance he will reject you. What the f**k do you do? You hide away, try your best not to look him on the eyes without feeling bad because he's probably straight." I grabbed my head, beginning to cry. Damn it, control it James. "I know what you mean James. The guy I like, might not like me, but I know he likes guys." "Yeah, well I'm 60% sure that the guy I like is straight!" "Who is it?" He asked "Shut up!" I screamed at him, regretting it. "I'm just trying to help!" He defended himself "Shut up Aron. Please!" I choked trying to get my thoughts cleared. "Come to my house, I wanna talk, face to face." He said softly, and I sniffed a bit, trying to control the tears. "Ok, just give me some time to get better."