Auld Lang Syne
Title: Auld Lang Syne
Author: MEEE!
Rating: PG
Summary: listen for the countdown.
Authors notes: written in about an hour (with massive gaps in between because im rubbish at concentrating) it probably sucks but what ever.
I wonder what its like being Dan. Hes good looking,blonde,blue eyed and slim. Hes every girls dream. He is every parents idea of perfect.
So is grades weren't the best and he wasn't the most well behaved child but he allways had friends surrounding him.
Me on the other hand. Dark hair, brown eyes and kinda chubby. I payed attention in school and didn't have much time to socialise. Basically I was the exact opposite of my baby brother.
I suppose I would have liked to have been a bit more like Dan he always was the favourite with everyone. Perfect, that was the word my parents use often when describing him.
It was always “well done Daniel” or “we are so proud of you Dan” but never a compliment for Teddy, oh no that would be far to hard.
My grades never pleased them As and Bs weren't good enough even though Dan barley scraped a C.
I've always been a little fucked up you could say. Not in the mentally ill way but more in the sense that I was different than everyone else around me.
Every other guy my age was going out partying and sleeping with girls but that didn't interest me at all. I'd seen a porn once and the image of that naked creature had put me off girls for life.
Although i'm pretty sure porn isn't what turns a man gay, is it?
It was another thing that my parents could hold against me though. I hadn't ever come out to them but I could tell they knew. It was in my mothers eyes every time one of my brothers spoke up girls they had met at school or at a party or something.
I hadn't exactly had a boyfriend either though. No self respecting gay man would want to date me, they could all do so much better. They all went for thinner better looking men who spent most of the day in the gym or styling their hair.
I don't mind I guess though. Looking from afar isn't so bad.
Eds perfect.
Not Dan perfect but REAL perfect. Pale skin, long soft wavy hair and a smile that lit up the room. His voice was like a song but when he actually did sing the angels that guarded heaven would all stop playing their harps just to listen to him.
He didn't treat me like I was the worthless person I am. He didn't chase after Dan like a little lost sheep like everyone else did. Instead he would smile, he would talk to me like I was human and not something that crawled out of a swamp.
Ed was intelligent and kind with a heart of gold. I felt like things weren't so bad when I was with him.
Ed would listen to me and didn't laugh when I was done talking. He could sense when I was sad and would ask what was wrong. I couldn't tell him. Ever. But he was always willing to give me a hug and tell me it would be ok. He promised.
New years party at Alex and Eds house. Something I couldn't avoid because 'it was a band thing' Ali had said.
Of course Dan was the centre of attention and I just sat in the corner all night.
Drinks got passed around but I didn't want any, it was much more fun to watch everyone else get drunk and make fools of themselves then to join I and feel like crap in the morning.
Ed had come and sat next to me. He wasn't drinking either which wasn't unusual but he normally would join in with everyone else for the dancing and silly games that they insisted on playing.
We chatted for a while about random unimportant things just making conversation.
It was hard talking to someone who meant so much to you without letting them know how you feel.
It was hard talking to someone so perfect who would never look twice at you in any other situation than being 'just friends'
It was hard talking to someone that you were so in love with that they ripped your heart out and crushed it with every word they spoke to you.
It was hard being a failure.
Everyone was waiting around the tv watching the countdown about to start. Jools Holland was nattering away about something in the minute before the clock struck 12.
The chorus of “ 10,9,8,7,6,5” was loud around the room.
“4” Ed tapped me on the shoulder and turned me round.
“3” he stood on his tip toes in front of me looking me in the eye.
“2” he cupped his hand round my face and leant in close
“1”, “Teddy, kiss me” he whispered against my lips.
The kiss was like heaven. We were completely apart from the rest of the world as it spun itself into a new year. Neither of us could hear the cheers and the loud voices singing Auld Lang Syne as they brought in the new year.
Because for me this wasn't just a new year..........It was a new life.
Author: MEEE!
Rating: PG
Summary: listen for the countdown.
Authors notes: written in about an hour (with massive gaps in between because im rubbish at concentrating) it probably sucks but what ever.
I wonder what its like being Dan. Hes good looking,blonde,blue eyed and slim. Hes every girls dream. He is every parents idea of perfect.
So is grades weren't the best and he wasn't the most well behaved child but he allways had friends surrounding him.
Me on the other hand. Dark hair, brown eyes and kinda chubby. I payed attention in school and didn't have much time to socialise. Basically I was the exact opposite of my baby brother.
I suppose I would have liked to have been a bit more like Dan he always was the favourite with everyone. Perfect, that was the word my parents use often when describing him.
It was always “well done Daniel” or “we are so proud of you Dan” but never a compliment for Teddy, oh no that would be far to hard.
My grades never pleased them As and Bs weren't good enough even though Dan barley scraped a C.
I've always been a little fucked up you could say. Not in the mentally ill way but more in the sense that I was different than everyone else around me.
Every other guy my age was going out partying and sleeping with girls but that didn't interest me at all. I'd seen a porn once and the image of that naked creature had put me off girls for life.
Although i'm pretty sure porn isn't what turns a man gay, is it?
It was another thing that my parents could hold against me though. I hadn't ever come out to them but I could tell they knew. It was in my mothers eyes every time one of my brothers spoke up girls they had met at school or at a party or something.
I hadn't exactly had a boyfriend either though. No self respecting gay man would want to date me, they could all do so much better. They all went for thinner better looking men who spent most of the day in the gym or styling their hair.
I don't mind I guess though. Looking from afar isn't so bad.
Eds perfect.
Not Dan perfect but REAL perfect. Pale skin, long soft wavy hair and a smile that lit up the room. His voice was like a song but when he actually did sing the angels that guarded heaven would all stop playing their harps just to listen to him.
He didn't treat me like I was the worthless person I am. He didn't chase after Dan like a little lost sheep like everyone else did. Instead he would smile, he would talk to me like I was human and not something that crawled out of a swamp.
Ed was intelligent and kind with a heart of gold. I felt like things weren't so bad when I was with him.
Ed would listen to me and didn't laugh when I was done talking. He could sense when I was sad and would ask what was wrong. I couldn't tell him. Ever. But he was always willing to give me a hug and tell me it would be ok. He promised.
New years party at Alex and Eds house. Something I couldn't avoid because 'it was a band thing' Ali had said.
Of course Dan was the centre of attention and I just sat in the corner all night.
Drinks got passed around but I didn't want any, it was much more fun to watch everyone else get drunk and make fools of themselves then to join I and feel like crap in the morning.
Ed had come and sat next to me. He wasn't drinking either which wasn't unusual but he normally would join in with everyone else for the dancing and silly games that they insisted on playing.
We chatted for a while about random unimportant things just making conversation.
It was hard talking to someone who meant so much to you without letting them know how you feel.
It was hard talking to someone so perfect who would never look twice at you in any other situation than being 'just friends'
It was hard talking to someone that you were so in love with that they ripped your heart out and crushed it with every word they spoke to you.
It was hard being a failure.
Everyone was waiting around the tv watching the countdown about to start. Jools Holland was nattering away about something in the minute before the clock struck 12.
The chorus of “ 10,9,8,7,6,5” was loud around the room.
“4” Ed tapped me on the shoulder and turned me round.
“3” he stood on his tip toes in front of me looking me in the eye.
“2” he cupped his hand round my face and leant in close
“1”, “Teddy, kiss me” he whispered against my lips.
The kiss was like heaven. We were completely apart from the rest of the world as it spun itself into a new year. Neither of us could hear the cheers and the loud voices singing Auld Lang Syne as they brought in the new year.
Because for me this wasn't just a new year..........It was a new life.