It Has To Be You by Hinsel Meyer

Sebas
I just came out of the closet.
I blew the doors off that bitch.
Then I ran away crying.
Screaming those two words may have cost me my future, but I’m going to work my ass off to make my dreams come true.
Now that most people in my life know I’m gay, step one of my master plan is done.
No matter what though, I’m never hiding again.
Even if I don’t make it as an artist, I’ll never go back into the closet.
No one could convince me otherwise.
I’m sure of this…

And then, I meet him.

Adam
I’m never coming out of the closet.
Well, at least not for another twenty years.
I hope.
I don’t want to be the first out queer player in the NFL.
I don’t want to be the gay poster boy for them or anyone else.
And I definitely don’t want to be that and a rookie that has to prove everyone right.
Since freshman year of high school, people have been telling me I’m going to be the next big thing in the NFL.
It may have something to do with who my dad is and definitely has something to do with who my grandfather is.
A born and bred southern boy with two Superbowl rings and a golden Hall of Fame jacket even though he only played in the NFL for five years.
Forty years ago.
Yeah, Clive Darnell is a living legend, and thanks to his sports talk-show people are still obsessed with him.
And by association, me.
I have it all planned out though, I’ll have an amazing and long career in the NFL.
Then, when I retire with at least a couple of Superbowl rings, I’ll just start dating men.
No fuss, no explanations.
I’ve been working for this moment for most of my life, there’s no way I’m losing sight of the end goal now, and there’s no way I’ll do anything to jeopardize my chances of being the best football player I can be.
There’s no way…

And then, I meet him.