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Title: Coming Clean
Pairing: Poynter/Judd
Part: Standalone/Mixture songfic.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the songs, or Harry. Or his past. Ooor Dougie.
Summary: It's lyrics from two songs that I think could be about coming out, or are about coming out. Song one is Coming Clean by Green Day (In green), and the second is Come Clean by Hilary Duff (In purple). I'm sure there are many others, but these are probably my favourites.
Seventeen and strung out on confusion.
Trapped inside a world of disillusion.
I first noticed something was up when I was seventeen and got jealous of my best mate's girlfriends because I wanted to be in their place. I was confused as to why I didn't like girls like everyone else.
Let's go back
Back to the beginning
If I take my memory right back to the beginning, I notice that I havn't been the straightest all my life anyway. Finding myself fitting in more with girls than boys is one thing.
I found out what it takes to be a man.
Though Mom and Dad will never understand...
I found that I had to not be ashamed of what I was, but I knew that my parents wouldn't understand me and my feelings for guys.
Back to when the earth,
The sun, the stars all aligned
If I stop daydreaming about you, and come back to Earth I realise I want to be more than just friends. I remember we used to go out with the others on walks at night, and look at the stars. But I'd be staring at you.
Secrets collecting dust but never forget...
Skeletons come to life in my closet
I forgot for a time about my secret, until we found that slash site on the net and I read about how they had kind of guessed about my sexuality. Then the skeletons came back to my closet, you could say. To haunt me about my fucking crush on another guy.
'Cause perfect didn't feel so perfect
Trying to fit a square into a circle
was my life
I defy
I always knew I didn't fit in. I never felt perfect because of my secret. I was in denial about myself, most of the time. Refusing to admit that I was gay.
I found out what it takes to be a man.
Yeah Mom and Dad will never understand...
What's happening to me!?
Mum and Dad didn't understand when I told them, just like I knew they wouldn't. They were the ones that actually told me, to be honest. I kept asking myself "What's happening to me?" and when I asked them why I fancied guys, they went mad.
Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
I wish I could wash off being what I am, but I just can't. I used to think I was insane, espescially when I fell for you. I mean, my first impression was of a filthy teenager with a fringe that almost completely covered your pretty face.
Seventeen and coming clean for the first time.
I finally figured out myself for the first time.
I came to realise that I was gay, and nothing could change that. It happened right after I was kissed by another guy, and loved every moment of it. Funny thing was that the guy was you.
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
I wanted to feel you, and I wanted you to scream for me. I was admitting it to myself for the first time, ever. I liked guys. I loved guys. I was coming clean.
Poynter/Judd