"I don't want you to be around, Billy, Nate," Tom said.

I thought that we were over this, I really did. It's been a few days since Tom became my boyfriend, and it's weird when I think about how we were at the beginning. Every time Billy would even try to say a simple hello to me, Tom would give him the biggest death glare.

"Tom, you're being delusional. Billy is not—"

"You thought the same thing about me, didn't you? I've seen how he looks at you. Look, I know that Billy might have some sort of weird obsession with you. I mean, I saw firsthand how much he changed because of you, and I just... I just can't let him take you away from me, you know? Not when you're finally mine."

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"Dude, you're the one who seems obsessed. Because of you, Billy doesn't even want to look at me anymore. I love you, damn it."

There, I finally said it.

"Y-you..."

"Yes, Tom. I, Nathaniel Thompson, love you, Thomas Curry, from the bottom of my heart."

I could see tears forming in his eyes. I can only assume they're happy tears, as he kept the same smile on his face, he's bound to get wrinkles.

"I-I..." He just went in and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. He bit my lip, and out of pure surprise, I opened my mouth, which he (ab)used to slide his tongue in. Not that I'm complaining, but give me a warning next time, bro.

Damn, I fucking love this guy. I really do. I love him from the bottom of my heart. If he wants me to stay away from Billy, then I will. I will not let Billy nor anybody else get between me and Tom. Tom is literally perfect, and that's not somebody you can just find like that.

Billy, I'm sorry...