What They Don't Know

Chapter Six

"Pansies, time to partner up!" Coach yells, blowing the hell out of his whistle. Even in gym class he was ruthless with that stupid whistle. I grab Mark, picking up a football and leading him away from everyone. Throwing the ball to him, he gives me a skeptical look.

"What happened to the epic bromance of Luca and you?" He jokes, making heat rise to my cheeks.

"Shut the hell up." I snap, catching the spiral he threw to me. I throw the ball back and it goes right past Mark as his face curves into a huge grin.

"You kissed him?!" He whisper yells at me, walking closed and putting his hand on my shoulder. I hang my head in fear someone might see the complete embarrassment on my face.

"He kissed me, actually." I correct him quietly. My cousin makes a weird alien like noise and then let's out a victorious cheer.

"Shut up, Jones!" Coach warns Mark, making him cower in fear. I pull Mark out of the gym towards the vending machines and look him straight in the eye.

"You can't tell anyone, Mark." I plead, feeling so nervous. It had been three days since Luca and I had kissed. He wouldn't even look at me, let alone text or talk to me. It's awful to know he wasn't on the same page as I was.

"I won't, but your mom will figure it out soon enough. She found out dad was gay in the third grade." Mark warns, shaking my head. He was right, my mom may be seen as an airhead because she was a model but she was arguably smarter than Danny.

"So, are you..."

"I'm bi, at least I think I am. I've been with girls and stuff but it was... never satisfying."

"I think you're rainbow pride all the way dude." Mark chuckles, patting my back. I put my head in my hands and groan. What is happening to me?

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"Marco, if you keep calling I'm gonna kill you." I hear mom angrily say when I get home. "I don't care, the only reason to call is to talk to your son, not me."

"Is that dad?" I ask her, entering the living room. She nods and hands me the phone.

"What's up, pops?" I say into the phone, earning a groan from my dad. He had put my mom through a lot and wasn't there for me the first few years of my life, but he's made up for it. Since I was five, he's been there, every game, award ceremony, doctor appointment and more.

"I was wondering if you and Luca wanted to go to a Siena game with me?" Dad asks me.

"No, sorry." I immediately reply. I didn't want to go anywhere with Luc. We weren't even talking.

"But, I wanted to hang out with my boy." Dad starts to whine. I hadn't seen him in a month because of his work schedule. He was a famous photographer and traveled a lot. He even did some shoots with mom.

"I'm just busy with lacrosse and school. I don't have time to stay out and miss school to go to a game." I tell him. I was about to say goodbye when he started to sniffle and cry on the phone. Shit, I hated when he did this. "Mom wants to talk to you." I tell him, putting the phone to my mother's ear as she was immersed watching Ru Paul's Drag Race.

"What the-" She starts saying when I hear mumbles coming from the phone. "Stop calling me your angel, I'd rather swim in lava than be anything to you."

I run upstairs to my room, thankful to get out of that situation with my dad. It wasn't only the Luca thing but I had found out from uncle Mitch that mom had lost a kid because of dad. When she was pregnant with me, I had a twin. After she told dad what gender we both were, he beat her and she lost my sister. That's why mom always visits the grave next to Grams and Gramps marked Kayla. I don't think I can ever look at him the same.

"Ash..."

"I'm busy." I say, turning to my doorway, surprised to see Luca standing there. I feel my face get warm and my eyes go wide at the sight of him. He walks in and closes the door, locking it.

"I need to talk to you." He tells me, walking to my bed and sitting next to me. I can't manage to look him in the eye, or at all to be honest. All I can do is think about that kiss.

"I know you hate me-" I start.

"I like you a lot-" He simultaneously says.

"Wait, what?!" I ask, processing the words he just said. "You like me?"

"Yeah, a lot. Like, I like-like you." He blushes, running a hand through his hair. "And all I keep thinking about is your lips and how much I want to kiss you again."

"I-"

"Don't say anything, I need to get this out." He shushes me, holding a hand up to interrupt me. "When we were kids, I used to feel different around you than anyone else. And I always got jealous when you had a girlfriend or were talking to girls. And nothing is different now. I-i-i want-t y-you."

"I want you, too." I reply, leaning in for a kiss. He meets me halfway and our lips brush up against each other. His hands cup my cheeks and my hands grab his arms. I never realized how toned his muscles were.

The kiss slowly turns from soft passion to sexual hunger. Our lips move roughly against each other as our tongues fight for dominance. He leans against me, my back falling to the bed and him hovering on top of me. His hands went under my shirt, touching my stomach. His touch was like fire on my skin, every bit of contact burned in a good way. Slowly, he works my shirt off of me and takes his off too. My hands were in his soft hair and his were exploring my chest and abs. He dipped his body lower onto mine and started to run up against me as his lips traveled to my neck.

"Wait-" I stop him, blushing as I felt it. He picks his head up and looks at me curiously. Looking at my embarrassed expression, he looks down and laughs. "I ruined everything." I grumble, feeling so ashamed.

"You didn't ruin anything." He tells me, getting off of me and sitting next to me again. "I have one too, see?" He tries to comfort me, looking away when I pick my head up and see he also has an erection. Well, we are two hormone pumped, horny teens. I begin to laugh with him, feeling a bit better. He grabs my hand and entwined our fingers. I wish we could stay here like this forever, just absolutely happy with no worries for the moment.

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Here you go you sceevy sons of bitches, just kidding. It took me a while to get inspiration for this. But time well waited. Thank you to the million people who messaged me to update and the comments saying to update. Glad to know you guys like this book. TBGN is taking longer than expected to update due to writers block and my laptop charger dying on me. I have to order a new one and wait for it so I'm currently updating on my phone, which we all know I hate. Fuck this stupid app. I hate it. Give me my laptop with my full website back!

Anyways, see you sooner or later babies, enjoy your spring and your new chapter.

-an aspiring pronstar, Lexi 😂