Life in the last year of high school can be tough on anyone – but especially if you’re a gay man in the closet. And even more so in the likely event that you have a crush on a fellow student. Who has a girlfriend. And she is in love with YOU. Wait, what?
That’s what happened to this guy on Reddit – while it all starts out like a normal boy-falls-for-presumably-straight-boy story, it then takes a crazy twist…
“I never had a crush on a straight guy before”, he writes, “but, sadly, in my final year of high school, I have been smitten by the most gorgeous man I have ever seen in my life.”
There’s a problem, however…
“Now, he has a girlfriend, but I am almost positive that she is a beard.
He constantly flirts with me and not in the playful teasing kind of way, he whispers “saucy” things into my ear in precal, and he just stares at me a lot, and it melts my heart.
I am in the closet since I live in a pretty rural and backward town, but I’ve been telling my best friend about this, and she told me to write a love letter and stuff it in his locker. (She even wrote it for me)
It was very detailed; I didn’t put my name, but I left subtle hints that it was me.
Yesterday, when the bell rang, I thought I slid it into his locker and walked away. The thing I didn’t know was that he and his girlfriend have lockers right next to each other, and I accidentally put it in HER locker.
So, today, I pull into the student parking area, and his girlfriend was waiting for me with a huge smile on her face. I thought this was strange, but I got out of my car and walked to up to school with her.
She handed me the note I wrote and started saying about how she has always had a crush on me and that she would happily break up with her boyfriend, my crush, for me. Eugh.
I was speechless. I couldn’t just say, “Oh, well, I have a mega-super-gay crush on your boyfriend and that note was meant for him.”
I have literally no idea of what to do with this situation. I am trying to avoid her at all costs, but now, she will randomly come up to me and start flirting and trying to hold my hand.”