All Chapters of My Crush is Gay: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Odell’s POVThe moment Ethan walked into that classroom, time didn’t slow down.It shattered.Every sound faded into nothing. The hum of the projector. The scrape of chairs. Even my own breathing felt distant.He looked the same, calm and collected as if that night at the bar had never happened. As if he hadn’t looked at me like I was the only person in the room. As if he hadn’t leaned in. As if he hadn’t kissed me like he meant it.Our eyes met.Just for a second.But in that second, everything came rushing back, the charged conversation, the heat simmering between us, the way his fingers brushed mine before his mouth claimed mine.My chest tightened.He was the first to look away, cold and professional. Like I was nothing more than another name on his attendance list.“Good morning,” he said smoothly, placing a file on the desk. His voice was steady. Controlled. “I’ll be taking over this course for the rest of the semester.”The words barely registered.My professor.Ethan is my pro

Odell PovThe message from Ethan pulsed on my screen like a countdown timer.Hi, it’s me again. I’m in the same bubble. If you’re still interested in talking, you can come now. I’ll be leaving in the next 30 minutes…Thirty minutes.The words burned into me.Across the room, Isabella watched me with a slow, satisfied smile, as if she already knew she had won something. Candlelight flickered against the silk sheets, against her flawless skin, against the life I had so carefully constructed.If I go… I might not lose Ethan.But I’ll lose Isabella.And losing Isabella wasn’t just losing a girlfriend.It was losing the image. The cover. Finding another girl with Isabella’s status, her influence, her immaculate reputation? That wouldn’t be easy.If I lost Ethan?I would only lose a connection. A secret. Something painful but replaceable.I swallowed and locked my phone.“It’s nothing,” I said, forcing a smile as I leaned back toward her. “Let’s continue where we left off.”Her smirk deepen

Nicole’s POVThe moment we drove out of the gate, I felt victorious. I had done it.Isabella wasn’t going to spend the night with him. She wasn’t going to “prove” anything. She wasn’t going to push him into something he didn’t want.I smiled to myself in the passenger seat.At least tonight, I won.Then I asked the question I shouldn’t have asked. “So… where are we going?”He didn’t hesitate.“There’s someone I’m interested in,” he said casually. “He wanted to see me. So I’m going to him.”It felt like someone had poured ice water down my spine.Someone.Interested in.He.I kept my face straight, but inside? I was spiraling. I just saved you from Isabella. From her touching you. From her enjoying you. And now you’re telling me you’re going to meet someone else?Are you serious?I said nothing.But inside my head, I was screaming.I should have left you in that room. At least if she did something, I would’ve known you didn’t enjoy it. At least she wouldn’t have won.But this?You goi

Odell's PovThe engine had been off for almost five minutes but I was still sitting in the car.Staring.Thinking.Everything about Ethan replayed in my head like a broken recording.Who did this? Who snapped that picture? And why send it straight to the school? If someone wanted money… they could’ve blackmailed me. I would’ve paid. Quietly. End of story.But no.They went straight for Ethan’s job. That means it wasn’t about money. It was personal.Did someone hate Ethan? Or… did someone hate me?My jaw tightened.Whoever it was now had proof. A photo of me kissing another man. If that person ever leaks that picture…My father would see it. Isabella would see it. Everyone would see it.My reputation — destroyed.My family name — dragged.My father would not just be angry. He would be ruthless.And Ethan…God, Ethan.He said he’d call me after the hearing. I kept checking my phone every thirty seconds, hoping it would light up.Please don’t fire him.Please.Finally, I stepped out of

The music was already vibrating through the walls when we arrived.I glanced at Nicole before stepping out of the car. “Remember what I said.”“We’re not attached,” she replied.Good.Because tonight, I needed a distraction.The moment we walked in, I split off toward my friends. Jason spotted me immediately and waved me over to the drinks table.“Finally!” he shouted over the music. “Thought you were ghosting.”“I said I might come,” I replied.A drink was pushed into my hand. I took it without thinking.The bass pounded through the room. People were dancing, laughing, shouting. Normal. Loud. Carefree.The opposite of my life right now.Jason leaned closer. “You good? You’ve been off lately.”“I’m fine.”He gave me a look that said he didn’t believe me, but he didn’t push.Across the room, I caught a glimpse of Nicole near the entrance. She looked tense. Scanning the crowd like she was searching for something.Or someone.I frowned slightly.Why does she look nervous?Before I could