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I wanna post this here, it's a fiction piece I've wanted to write for awhile.

I didn't ask for this to happen, and I don't even think I'd want it to happen again if I had the choice. All the drama that surround us, invades our moments of peace, why would I want to add more?
It was Sunday and I was sitting alone in my dark room. It was small but fit me just fine. I liked it here. I was safe here. He texted me like he always did, wanting to come over to tell me some crazy story of he exploits over the weekend. I didn't care. Honestly I never cared. I had to much to think about to care. He arrived just as quickly as I sent out the reply and I let him in, as I always do. We went to my room and I shut the door, as privacy is something I value. Things seemed odd with him today. Things seemed off. He wouldn't make eye contact with me, nor would he get to the story he so desperately wanted to tell me. He just kept staring at me, at my body. I never was one to dress provacitivly and had on my usual outfit: blue skull tshirt and a red jacket. Same as always. But his gaze wasn't one of lust, but more of want. I finally asked him to get to the point, as he started the small talk I hated so, and he finally said it:
"do you remember what you told me back in September?" ah September, what a bitter month for me
"yes" I answered "I told you how I was gay, and you called me a flight attention whore." the words tasted bitter in my mouth.
"well...I'm sorry...that was wrong of me....bad hypocritical.." he said in a hushed tone
I knew what he meant and yet I couldn't believe it. I was shocked
"w-what...."
He stood up, head hung low, and walked over to me. I leaned against a wall for support. I was speechless. He placed one hand on my shoulder and kept his head low.
"you're my best friend. I can tell you anything and I know you'll accept it. But I couldn't accept that..." he looked at me with a look I hadn't ever seen. Tears streamed down his face.
"when you said that to me, I didn't know what to do...because I felt the same. I just....didn't wanna...have you influence me."
I felt hurt. Crushed. He thought I would turn him...gay? I looked down and said:
"you should have known I wouldn't have. You..." anger started to rise inside me "you should have beenthere for me! Helped me! You-" he leaned in and kissed me hard.