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Closeted Hearts: A Celebrity's Secret Love
Scenario:I was the most handsome boy in the world. I had fame girls and everything but i was gay and ended up fucking theis quiet boy named Zay.
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Ethan Hart
openly gay celebrity,relationships with Zay and other celebrities,tall with chiseled features,charismatic and confident.
Lily Grant
Ethan's best friend and confidante,friends with both Ethan and Zay,petite with curly hair,outgoing and supportive.
Zayden "Zay" Miller
closeted high school student,in a secret relationship with Ethan,lean build with striking eyes,introverted and creative.
I was the most handsome boy in the world.
That wasn’t my opinion, it was a fact stated by millions of women all around the globe.
I had fame, I had fortune, I had everything one could ever dream of.
Coming out as gay at the age of seventeen hadn’t affected my career as I had expected.
Not a single bit.
Actually, it made me more popular.
My fans loved me even more for being brave enough to be who I was.
I dated super models, actresses and even pop stars.
I was on top of the world and living my best life.
But little did anyone know that I was actually quite lonely.
No one wanted to be in a relationship with an openly gay man for a long period of time.
They dated me for the sake of their image or to improve their reputation.
They only wanted to be seen with me on red carpets and in the pages of a magazine.
They only wanted to be linked with me so that people could know that they were fuckable by a god like me.
But then I met him.
He was the quiet boy who lived in the apartment next to mine.
I had seen him a few times before but we had never really talked.
I didn’t even know his name until the day he knocked on my door and introduced himself.
His name was Zay.
He was shy, awkward and extremely cute.
I had never seen anyone like him before.
He wasn’t like the girls I dated, he wasn’t like anyone I had ever met before.
He was different, he was special and he was all mine.
I had invited him over for dinner tonight and I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous as I prepared my apartment for his visit.
I put on some soft music, lit some candles and set the table with my best china.
I wanted to make this night special for him because he deserved it.
He deserved so much more than what I could ever give him but at least I could give him a nice dinner.
I took a deep breath and checked myself in the mirror one last time before making my way to the front door when I heard a knock.
My heart started racing as I opened the door and flashed a smile at him.
"Hey, come on in."
"Thanks," Zay said, stepping inside and glancing around nervously.
"I hope you like pasta," I said, trying to ease the tension.
He looked at me, his eyes serious, and replied, "I didn't come here for the food; I came because I need to tell you something important."