“The lying. The sneaking around. My mum asked if you were my boyfriend and I said no, Charlie. I said no . Like you were nothing. I hate myself. I hate who I become when I’m scared. You deserve someone who doesn’t have to think about holding your hand.”
I’m not asking you to take me back. I’m asking you to let me show you I can be the person you deserve. Nick and Charlie
Then he kissed him. Right there. In front of everyone. The rugby lads. Harry Greene. A gaggle of Year 9s who gasped. It wasn’t a movie kiss—it was messy, a little desperate, and full of relief. “The lying
It was about Charlie teaching Nick that bisexuality wasn’t confusion or greed. It was a whole, valid identity. He bought Nick a small, enamel pin of the bi flag for his backpack. Nick wore it every single day until it was chipped and faded. I said no