Believe Me? (Jalex, boyxboy)

17 - Coming Out

Sunday mornings had never felt so terrifying. The house was completely silent other than the sound of brewing coffee from downstairs. I had to face my parents and some point, so I made it sooner rather than later and hesitantly walked down the stairs, feeling my blood run cold as I saw my mom at the kitchen counter clutching her head.

Hungover was pretty much an understatement, they were so wasted last night I didn't even know how they'd made it home without falling off the docks or sleeping in the road. But they were home and well.
My mother faced me with a smile "Hey Alex" she whispered. "My head is killing me, I'm sorry if we caused any trouble for you last night, I honesty barely remember a single thing"
"Don't worry about it mom, you didn't"

Nothing more was said between us that morning. I didn't know whether I was relieved or not. I think that I would have regretted coming out to my parents if Jack was completely against the idea of telling anyone, but so far I had heard nothing from him, so I assumed that he was still thinking. But even so, I knew that my parents were not homophobic, the only thing that I had to worry about was my mum fretting over a lack of grandchildren.

But all of this didn't even matter because a second later I received a text from Jack.
"If coming out would make you happy then I'm okay with it x"
My boyfriend wasn't much of a texter but it meant a lot that he had even agreed to it in the first place, I was filled with joy and smiled at my phone as I typed "Wait, are you sure?x"
And received a quick "Yes x" as a reply.

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Monday rolled around and I was met with a smiling Jack on the bus. I didn't even hesitate to kiss him deeply in front of the few other students on the vehicle. I wanted people to know that we were together. Even when Zack and Taylor got on, I held my boyfriend's hand without shame and even received a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh my god, are you two together?!" Tay practically squealed.
"Yes" I said with confidence.
"That is the cutest shit, please kiss. Please"

I think in any other circumstances I would have said no to the request. I would have thought that I didn't have to prove my relationship to anyone and I would kiss my partner whenever the hell I wanted to, but today was special, so I cupped Jack's cheek and pecked him on the lips.

Tay looked like she was about to die. I didn't understand why though, it wasn't completely abnormal to see a gay couple but if it made her happy then I would gladly keep kissing Jack, in fact, it was all that I wanted to do.

At school it was pretty much the same, we would hold hands, kiss occasionally and be bombarded with questions, some people thought it was weird at first but with Jack being on the soccer team and being kind of popular now, people kept their negative opinions to themselves for the most part. The only comments we got were people calling us cute, and that made me feel on top of the world because people were being so accepting of us. Jack even told me that he was happy that we decided to come out.

Despite all of this sunshine, a dark cloud eventually showed up and Jack had to run off to soccer practice. I could tell that it made him happy, but all I wanted to do was hold him and keep him to myself, as selfish as it sounded. But I let him go, wishing him luck and kissing him softly. He seemed so joyful as he left, however he was quite the opposite when he returned. Next period he slouched in his chair next to me, radiating anger and upset. This confused me, he usually came back from soccer filled with excitement. Obviously not this time.

I asked him what was wrong multiple times, but he kept shrugging me off. I tried to kiss him and he turned his head. I touched his hand and he tore it away from mine. He was acting so out of character and it was starting to really hurt.
When I finally got an answer out of him, he blamed it on practice and how he felt inferior to his team mates. I tried to understand and console him, but nothing really worked. So for that entire lesson we sat in silence.

Give it an hour and you would find us making out in the bathroom, ignoring the sound of the bell ringing to signify the start of a new period and continuing to kiss. I ran my hands down his back and grabbed his ass, making him gasp and push me against the wall hard. I had no clue where this had come from, but I did know that his bad mood was now gone and I was just happy that it hadn't turned into our first fight.

We continued kissing for what felt like another ten minutes before breaking apart, hearts beating rapidly. "We are so fucking late" I laughed, seeing him not in agreement before we grabbed our bags and ran down the halls, avoiding the passing teachers as we made our way to our class.
We entered the room with some bullshit excuse about how one of us had felt nauseous and needed help getting here. The teacher surprisingly believed us, either that or they didn't care. But as she re-started her lecture, I caught Jack's eye from across the room. He gave me a playful wink and my heart melted. Everything was okay.