Alle Kapitel von My Crush is Gay: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

The car drove past tall gates and quiet roads lined with trees so perfectly trimmed they didn’t look real. The further we went, the more unreal everything became. I could see Valley Hill Lodge clearly, it wasn’t just a place, it was an estate—a private world. Large houses stood far apart from each other, each one screaming wealth in its own way. Glass walls. Sculpted lawns. Long driveways leading to homes that looked like they belonged in magazines, not on a university campus. Then the car slowed. We stopped in front of his place. Odell’s lodge was massive. Bigger than the others. Cleaner. Sharper. A modern mansion with white walls, wide glass windows, and a swimming pool that shimmered under the afternoon sun. The gates opened silently, like they already knew us. I stared, my mouth slightly open. Is this really where a student lives? I wondered. The car pulled to a stop. My heart was racing so hard I thought it might tear through my chest. I stepped out slowly, my legs weak be

I call my mom that evening, pretending it’s casual. I tell her how the school is fine. Beautiful, even. I tell her my roommates are nice. I make sure my voice sounds steady, grateful. Like nothing in my life is unraveling. Then I add it. Just a little thing. “The hostel is okay,” I say lightly, like it doesn’t matter. “Just… a bit small. Nothing serious. I’ll manage.” I hear her pause on the other end. Later that day, when she calls me back, her tone is different, excited. Almost proud. “I’m with Odell’s mom,” she says. “She asked how you’re settling in.” That’s my cue. I thank her. I thank Odell’s mom too, warmly, sincerely. I tell her how grateful I am for everything she’s done for us, for the scholarship, for the support. I make sure I sound humble. Appreciative. Then I mentioned the hostel again. Softly. Carefully. Odell’s mom gasps like I’ve been suffering in silence. “Oh no,” she says immediately. “Why would you stay in the hostel when Odell has all that

Odell POVMyles doesn’t say another word.He just looks at me once, like he’s memorizing my face, then turns and walks out.The door shuts behind him.Silence crashes into the room.Isabella breaks it.“What was all that?” she asks, arms crossed. “And what exactly did he mean by sneaky link?”I force myself to breathe.“It’s not me,” I say quickly. “Myles was talking about his girlfriend.”She frowns. “Myles has a girlfriend?”“Yes,” I say, the lie forming as I speak. “He thinks she’s cheating on him.”Isabella tilts her head. “That’s strange. I’ve never seen him flirt with any girl. Ever. What girlfriend?”I hesitate just long enough for suspicion to almost bloom, but I catch it. “It’s… secret,” I say. “You know how some people are.”She scoffs. “Why would anyone hide a relationship?”“She’s a scholarship student.”That does it.Isabella’s face twists in disgust. “A scholarship student?” she snaps. “Is he insane? Why would he do that to himself?”She starts pacing.“I can’t believe y

“What the fuck are you doing? And why are you kissing my toothbrush?”My brain stopped working.“I—I wasn’t— I mean— I just—” My words tangled over themselves. My hands felt empty the second he snatched the toothbrush from me.He stared at it as if I had contaminated it, then placed it back by the sink.“I told you to stay in your space,” he snapped. “What is all this? It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours and you’re already making a mess of yourself.”“I wasn’t—” I tried again, but my throat felt tight.“I just stepped out to see my friend. If he hadn’t called to say he was already on his way here, I wouldn’t have caught you doing this. What kind of behavior is that, Nicole?”His eyes were cold.“You were sad when I mentioned scholarship students, but here you are proving the stereotype. This is weird. I’m honestly disgusted.”Disgusted.The word hit harder than anything else.“I’m not—” I whispered.Before I could explain, before I could say anything at all, a voice echoed from outs

Nichole POVWhen Jason asked for my number, I wasn’t stupid.I saw Odell’s face. His jaw tightened. His eyes darkened. He shifted in his seat like something was bothering him. And for a second…My heart skipped.Was he… jealous?Jason smiled at me. “Let me get your number properly.”I hesitated. Not because I didn’t want to give it but because I wanted to see what Odell would do. So I slowly reached for my phone. And just as my fingers touched it—“Jason.” Odell’s voice cut through the air.I froze.“I thought you said you came here for your headset.”Jason chuckled. “I will, relax. Chill, bro. It’s not like she’s your girlfriend or something.”The room went quiet.Odell stood up. “Yeah. She’s not my girlfriend,” he said flatly. “But she’s living under my roof, I have to look out for her, I can’t just let her associate with you like that.”My heart started beating faster.“I know the kind of person you are,” Odell continued. “You’re a fucking playboy. Don’t do this. You literally have