Love... Not Romance [BoyxBoy]

23 - Lies about Love

 We were both exhausted after our swim that night. We raced, wrestled and played on the pool until we were both too tired to even think of anything.

Nico was laughing and smiling the whole time. It was the first time I've ever seen him that happy. It was a very new sight to me, and I took some time to get used to the carefree side of him.

I like Nico better that way. With a smile on his face.

Who knew that the Cold Prince everyone was afraid to approach could smile and laugh that way. I felt so lucky to see him like that, because I knew for a fact that not everyone could see Nico in that manner.

The thing I was happiest about, though, was the fact that Nico was feeling better. I hope that he never feels that sad over Emily again, I don't want to see sorrow in his eyes anymore, I don't want to hear sadness in his voice... I just don't want to see him cry again.

Is it so weird that I want to make Nico happy so badly?

Is it weird that I was thinking that I would anything to make him happy?

Am I being weird?

Things got weirder for me, after our swim. We were both in the locker room and I just finished taking a shower. I finished drying myself and just got my pants on, when Nico walked out of the cubicle with only a towel around his waist.

Sure, I had seen him shirtless already, but seeing him with only a towel around his waist, was just... different. While we were swimming, I would occasionally steal a glance on his abs; I can't help myself from admiring his body, but that scene was just different.

I had never questioned my sexuality before, but seeing Nico like that... well... it got me... excited. And that's all I'm going to say.

I looked away instantly, and calmed myself down. My whole body was feeling so hot, even though I just took a cold shower.

"Get a hold of yourself, Kyle Andrew," I told myself. "Why are you getting excited with seeing your friend half naked? He's a guy..." I sighed. "Maybe I should take another cold shower... Wait, this is dangerous, I'm talking to myself..."

Nico's phone rang and he sounded really exhausted when he answered it. "Yeah, Mom?" He answered. He doesn't seem so happy about his Mom calling. "I can't, I'm with someone. No, it's not her, and just so you know, we're over, so you don't have to worry about her anymore." They're talking about Emily.

I got curious and turned my head, fortunately for me, Nico had his pants on, but I could still clearly see his naked upper body, and to my frustration, it still had some effects on me.

"Who I am with?" Nico continued his talk over the phone. "Why do you want to know? If you're worried that I'm drinking right now, I just finished swimming alright. Fine, I'm with Kyle. He's my friend, Mom." Hearing him say that made me really happy for some reason. "No, actually you kind of know him..." What is he talking about, how can his Mom know me? Don't tell me...

"Nico!" I called him and looked at him sharply.

Nico smiled at me. "That's him, we're leaving. And Mom, tell them that I'm not interested, so stop wasting everyone's time," he said and then hanged the phone.

"You! You were about to tell your Mom that I'm the man you were photographed kissing, aren't you?" I asked him.

"Ahhh... you found out..." He said quite comically and then chuckled.

I sighed heavily. "Aren't you on good terms with your parents?" I asked him.

"Usually, we're on good terms, depending on what they're trying to make me do," he replied quite casually as he took up his shirt.