Yeah, I'm Gay || Hiatus

James was 15 when he first felt feelings towards another boy. The problem was that Alex, the boy he liked, wasn't gay. James didn't tell anyone about his secret, he was terrified that he would be cast out from society. Eventually, he told his best friend Mitchell. He supported him so much, and James wondered why he hadn't told him sooner. Unfortunately, not everybody was so happy about his sexuality. ________________ Author's note. I felt like I needed to write this, as there are not enough non-fanfiction stories out there with an LGBTQ main character. I realise that this is a touchy subject for some people, so I'll try my best not to accidentally and indirectly insult them (e.g. Make James say something like 'Oh my gosh Mitch you're so out of sync with all the gay boys. Like, look at this fabulous little munchkin puffball, his name's Troye Sivan, ain't his booty cute?').

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'I'm home!' James' dad called out.

James froze, his dad was homophobic. He participated in anti-gay parades, turned off the TV whenever something about homosexuality came on. He even attempted to sue Macklemore after he heard Same Love.

'Wha'sa matter mate? You look kinda scared,' Mr. Hodges chuckled.

'Dad, honestly, what would you do if I was gay?' James asked.

'Well, I'd kick you out, but no son of mine is gonna be gay now, are they?'

James looked up at his father as if to say "I'm sorry".

'Out! Get out of my house you filthy homosexual! I SAID GET OUT!'

James' mother flinched at the sudden noise, and tried to calm him down.

'Please Henry, just calm down. He's our son! You've lived with him for seventeen god damn years! Can you imagine how hard this is for him right now?' Mrs. Hodges shouted. 'You're his father for god's sake! Any other father would comfort him and support him. Respect him at the very least!'

'I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT ANY OTHER FUCKING FATHER WOULD DO! HE IS NOT LIVING IN THIS HOUSE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME JILLIAN? DO YOU?!' His father grew angrier. 'OR DO YOU JUST EXPECT ME TO WALK AROUND WITH THIS SCUMBAG OF A SON?!'

James wiped at the tears streaming down his face, trying- and failing- to hide them from his so-called dad.

'Oh look, he's crying!' His dad said, coming closer, and wrapped his arms around his son in a hug. 'I'm sorry.' He slapped James straight in the face. 'Sorry that you're fucking gay! Now pack a suitcase or some shit and get out!'

James ran to his room, packing clothes into his bag. He heard a knock on the door, before it opened, revealing his mother.

'I'll pack some clothes in a suitcase honey. You just pack the essentials.'

He muttered a 'thanks', half expecting his mum to tell him that he could stay, and his father was just having a mid-life crisis. Mitchell was helping him pack, but stopped to let James cry on his shoulder.

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