Before the game he said it's just another another soccer game. It's no big deal. We get out there and do our thing it will be great. I would disagree. It was the for the state Championship. The last game of our senior year. The last official game we would ever play together as team mates, and best friends. I was going to miss all of this, I was going to miss him.
I was that guy that set up his shots. The one that got him the ball every chance I could. I did hold a record for steals and got doubled teamed a lot. He was right about things being on auto pilot. We were so focused on the field and in the middle of chaos I found the opening and set up the shot. He scored seven times against the second placed team in the state. A final score of 10 to 3 was considered a blowout.
The buzzer goes off we make eye contact. In front of the world eventually. You make the heart sign with both hands and blow a kiss my direction mouthing the words I love you. Pointing your finger my direction the camera follows to find me crying my ass off. I blow a kiss back. We became a gay gif within twenty four hours. Then we came out to both of our parents. Turns out nothing was over, we were just getting started.
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