I fished out
my mobile and scrolled through the contacts until I found the one person who
would be able to sort my head out… My nearest and dearest cousin, Madison.
“Well, hello
gorgeous.” Came his almost immediate response to his phone ringing.
“I need you.
I need coffee and I need chocolate.” I blurted out desperately.
“Mm-hmm.” I
could see him in my mind’s eye nodding and stroking his chin thoughtfully, “Do
you also need a big fluffy pillow, a foot massage and a box set of Ugly Betty?”
“Yes.” I
wailed down the phone.
He chuckled,
“Come on over, I’ll put the kettle on.”
I knocked on
his door and he immediately answered, gathering me in and fussing over me, “Oh,
babe.” He said, “You look so stressed out – what’s the matter?”
I allowed
him to usher me through to the kitchen and I pulled out one of the chairs at
the large kitchen table which dominated the room, “Oh, God.” I put my head in
my hands and groaned.
Madison came
hurrying back across the room, armed with two hot chocolates – with extra
marshmallows on mine to give me a boost – and sat down opposite me, “You’re
freaking me out now, babe,” he said, “What is it?”
I shook my
head and looked up at him, “I may have a crush – on someone I have no business
having a crush on.”
His eyes
almost popped out of his head, “A girl?” he
asked incredulously.
I nearly
spat my chocolate across the table, “No!” I spluttered, “Don’t be ridiculous!”
He grinned,
“Well, who then?”
“Lachlan
O’Shea.” I breathed, “He’s gorgeous.”
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I blamed my mother.
What sort of a name is Angel for
a guy anyway?
She’d set my future in stone with
that decision.
And no. I wasn’t gay... I just liked
guys, that’s all. I liked the way they looked. I liked their bodies... It didn’t make me gay.
“You coming, Angel?”
I looked up. Harry, Justin and
Brad were stood looking at me with perfectly matching frowns on their faces. I
shook myself and nodded. Shit. I really had to stop zoning out every time we
came to watch the ice hockey. “Sure, sure.” I said as I gathered my belonging
and followed them out to the foyer.
Harry grinned at me, “Lusting
after the captain again, huh?” he asked quietly.
I snorted rudely, “Get lost,” I hissed
at him, “I told you I found him attractive in confidence.”
He nodded, “I know you did – I
haven’t told either of them – chill out.”
I sighed, “I’m not gay.” I said.
I was beginning to sound like a broken record...
“Sure, sure.” He nodded, “I never
said you were, mate – but you might want to consider being bi-sexual if it’s
less abhorrent to you, but you know ,we are
in 2016. It’s no great surprise to people anymore when guys come out – sooner
or later no one will have to come out. It’ll just be normal – because it is normal, Angel. Anyone who says
otherwise is just ignorant.”
I nodded. I did know that – and I
was sure I wasn’t homophobic... “Yeah, maybe.” I acknowledged. “But I really do
love Kayleigh...”
I did really love Kayleigh. We’d
been best friends since we met in school when we were twelve. We’d decided to
give being a couple a go at the end of school when we went to prom together and
ended up kissing. It was great kissing her and feeling her up. She was all soft
and lovely...
“Have you guys, you know... done
it, yet?”
What sort of a question was that?
I raised an eyebrow, “And that’s your business because?” I asked.
Harry blushed, “God, sorry – yeah
– you’re right, it’s none of my business...”
“No.” I said quietly, “We want to
wait until if feels right.”
Harry nodded, his face grave,
“Let me give you a tip.” He said, “If you were really into her like that – it
would feel right. Your problem is that you’ve chosen the wrong team, mate – you’re
into guys whether you like it or not.”
Shit. Why did Harry always have
to voice my worst fears...?
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