#ft miley

“Miley, I have something to tell you.” Alex called out to his best friend who was at the other end of the hall with another friend of hers. She dismissed herself from her and walked towards him, a small shy smile on her face.

“Hey Alex. Have you… um thought about what happened between us before I left for my holiday?” She asked with hope in her eyes as she pushed behind a strand of hair behind her ear.

“I did, that... is part of what I need to talk to you about. But, um could we do this somewhere, more private?” He questioned biting his lip a bit.

Miley nodded her head “Yeah, of course. The lower field is empty at this time of day.”

And with that said, the pair headed to the lower field, away from anyone who would want to eavesdrop on their conversation. As they walked the made small chat about their holiday’s and new friends they made. When they reached a nice place they sat down and Alex’s began to pick at the grass. Miley reached her hand out to cover his, stopping him from picking at the grass.

“So, Alex, what did you want to talk about?” Miley asked her friend “You said the kiss had something to do with it.”

“It does.” He spoke with a small nod of his head. “You… after you kissed me, you said you loved me, like you wanted to date me. That kind of love.”

“That I did, because Alex that is how I feel. I’ve come to realise I love you more than just friendship. That I am in love with you. I know, fourteen, fifteen is a bit young, but it is how I feel.”

“I know. But…. What if I don’t?”

Miley’s hand retracted from his and she began to play with the hem of her skirt. “So you don’t love me like that, yet. But maybe you could. You know if we started doing couple-y stuff and dating. Maybe you might need to do that stuff before you know, you can feel like I do.”

“No Miley. You are my best friend, and I’m afraid that is all you will ever be to me.”

“So what, you don’t even want to try and date?” She mused raising an eyebrow. “But if we do and it doesn’t work we can still be friends. We will still be best friends. “

“We will? No matter what, we will still and always will be best friends. No matter what happens. You promise?”

“Yeah, of course Al. Of course we will still be friends. I promise you that no matter what we will still be friends. So… does that mean we can try and date?” She asked hopeful.

Alex bit his lip as he looked down at the ground, he began to pick at the grass again. Miley noticed and tilted her head slightly. “We haven’t hit the real reason why you wanted to talk to me, why you wanted to be out here. Have we?”

He shook his head “No, we haven’t. Not exactly. Miley the reason I don’t want to date you is….I….I don’t like you like that way that you do me. I don’t think I can feel like that towards a girl.” He said, looking up at her, biting his lip again “I…I like guys like that. Miley, I like guys. I’m gay, Miles.”

The brunette stood up and brushed herself off, a hard mask of no emotion plastered on her face made Alex frown and he got up too, but he didn’t bother to brush himself off.

“Miley? I just told you something very important to me and you are going to walk away? You’re my best friend. You promised. You said no matter what we will still be friends, so why are you going to walk away? I haven’t told my mum about this yet.”

“What about Zac, huh?” Miley retorted in a harsh, hurt tone. “From what you just told me as we walked over, you guys are great friends. Does he…. Oh no, oh my…. You’re dating him aren’t you?”

“I…. Yeah. I am. He helped me figure it out by telling me about him realising that he doesn’t just like girls and we just started to date a month ago. .”

The look of hurt that was spread upon Miley’s face broke Alex’s heart and he reached out to her, only for her to pull away from him. “D-Don’t touch me. It should be us dating, not you and some fucking guy. It should be us.”

“Miley, you’re my best friend, nothing is going to change that. “ Alex said as he took a careful step forward, his lips quivered when she stepped back.

“No, stay away from me. You stay the fuck away from me, you bloody freak. Don’t fucking talk to me, I hate you. You can stay the fuck out of my life.”

Tears started to brim his eyes and he took a few steps back. “Fine, I will do just that. “ He spoke in a quiet voice before he smoked off the school grounds and into his room. He let out a scream and threw laser bolts at anything that Miley had given him, so half his room was trashed. Bits and pieces scattered everywhere. He then smoked into Miley’s room and gathered anything and everything he brought her or was his. If she didn’t want him in her life, she wouldn’t want anything he gave her. When he got back into his room it was clean, like someone had used a cleaning spell on it. He dropped everything he had in his arms, which he doesn’t think is everything, but what he could find and gather.

He let out another scream and began firing off laser bolts again and setting to blow up every picture in his room. His door swung open and his mother and Ben were in the door way.

“ALEXANDER WHAT THE HELL  DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!” His mother demanded crossing her arms against her chest.

He plopped down on his bed but didn’t reply to his mother.

“Alex, I thought you might be in danger. Miley called me-“

Alex shot a low voltage laser bolt at the mention of Miley.

“Oi, Alex we do NOT throw laser bolts in this house. What is going on? You are clearly upset, please tell me. Sweetie, I wanna help you.” Gloria spoke softly walking towards her son, kneeling down in front of him and cupping his face. “Ben can leave if you just want to tell me about it. Right hun.”

“Yeah, I can leave. If you just want to talk with your mum.” Ben said before he left the room.

“I just….I don’t…. Mum am I a freak?” Alex asked as a few stray tears fell down his cheeks.

“Sweetie, why would you even have that thought in your head? You are not a freak, you have not been, and never will be. What got you to ask that?” She questioned, worry evident in her voice and a bit of hurt on her face that someone would plant that idea in her son’s head, so much to make him cry.

“Miley… S-She called me one. I told her something very important, I thought she would be happy or something. I don’t know, but she just called me a freak. She hates me. My best friend hates me.”

Gloria frowned and wiped away the tears from his face. “Why would she do that? You’ve been friends since kindy and she knew about the witch part of you. What could you have told her that would make her say such awful things?”

“I….I told her like I like guys, because I do. And she likes me, she likes, likes me. She thinks I’m a bloody freak, I am a freak.”

She pulled him into a hug. “Sweetie, you are not a freak. You like who you like and if she is going to call you a freak for that, she doesn’t deserve you in her life. I will ask you this, you will need to return all of Miley’s things back to her. Because I know half of this stuff is hers, remember I helped you buy it for it. But I will allow you to have your things. But you need to return her things. Not right now, right now me and you can have a movie day to cheer you up. I can send Ben to go get us some things.”

Alex nodded his head a bit “I will. Okay. I’m sorry mum.”

“Alex, you’re safe and that’s all I care about. Also I think Zac is here. I asked if he had seen you and when I came home he was walking towards the house. You want him to join us. I can call the school for the both of you.”