"It doesn't!" I catch myself barking at him "look I don't care what you guys do, all right? I didn't mean to be a dick it just happened"
"Whatever" he walks out. I don't think Nash and I have ever fought about anything, this is all my fault for being so fucking weird, why do I have a problem with Ricky? He's never done anything to me
Spending my night thinking about everything that happened I feel myself piecing it together. Just thinking about what they do together turns my stomach for some reason, why do I freaking care!
Every time something weird happens between us Nash and I just ignore each other for a few days. I need time away from him because I feel myself getting too close for comfort, maybe the flirting was getting to my head so I need to cut it out with him.
"What do you mean you think you're homophobic?" My mom asks as I walk home and talk to her "It makes me feel weird when Nash has guys over, I think about that way too much ma. I don't want