Justin
My brain stopped working. All theses thoughts and questions were floating around in my head. Did Jason like me? What made him kiss me? Did I even like him like that? I couldn't even bring myself to kiss back because of how shocked I was. I think Jason noticed this and he pulled away. I stared at him with wide eyes. "I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." He looked at me with sad eyes and looked down into his lap in shame. What was he ashamed about? Was it because he kissed me or was it the fact that it was another guy he kissed? I wanted to know if he was straight, or if he thought he was since he did make the first move with the kiss.Once I got my mind working again I spoke, "Are you g-gay?" "Um..no I'm bisexual." He said with his head still down. I knew I liked Jason and by him kissing me I assume he likes me too, but we can't date. Even though I want to, we can't. I'm poor and he's rich. It will never end well. People will be against it and they will try to separate us from each other, but you know what they say, opposites attract so maybe there was that slight chance it could happen. I watched Jason as he kept his eyes anywhere but me, probably nervous that I will yell and him or not speak to him anymore. I mean we really didn't have this conversation about our sexual orientation so he most likely thought I was straight. I thought he was until this just proved me wrong. I placed my hand on top of his and he finally met my eyes.
"There is nothing wrong with that. I know because I'm gay." I said and now it was his turn to look shocked. I chuckled at his reaction. "Really?" He asked and I just nodded my head. We sat in a comfortable silence on my bed and occasionally looking over to one another with a small smile. "So why didn't y-you kiss me back? Was it bad?" Jason said. I chuckled at his cuteness. "No I was just shocked." I replied. "So if I did it again, you would kiss back?" "Yeah I would." I answered. Jason got closer to my face. Our noses were touching and I felt his breath on my face. He grabbed my hand gently and interlocking our fingers together. With each second that past, our faces got closer. We closed our eyes and our lips locked. I kissed back immediately and I loved every second of it. It wasn't my first kiss, but it was so special, it felt like the first. Jason put his other hand on my face, bringing me closer. I tilted my head to deepen the kiss and so did Jason. I never wanted this to end. As cheesy as it sounds, I felt sparks when I kissed him and butterflies whenever I was around him. I've never felt that way about anyone but him. We pulled away, breathing heavy from the lack of air. I looked deeply into his ocean blue eyes. I always liked his eyes. Hell I liked everything about him. "That was amazing." He said and I nodded my head agreeing with him.
We held hands and talked about random things. Most of the conversation was about a movie, but I haven't seen it and Jason was telling me how funny it is. We mostly ended up laughing at the funny things that have happened to us. We even shared a couple kisses here and there. I couldn't have been happier. Usually I would be bored out of my mind because I don't have many things to entertain me, but Jason keeps me company and I enjoy every second of it.
We randomly asked questions about each other and our interests or dislikes. "Do you have any siblings?" I asked and he nodded. "Yeah I have an 8 year old sister. Her name is Abby and she is a talkative person. She never shuts up, but I love her. Do you have any siblings?" "No it's just me." "You must get lonely." "Yeah it gets a little quiet in this house with just my dad and I." "Where's your mom?" He asked. I looked away, not wanting him to see my tears that were forming in my eyes. "Oh my gosh your crying! I'm so so so sorry I've asked! Oh no it's all my fault!" He said. Talk about over exaggerating. He hugged me tight, saying that everything was going to be okay and I didn't need to talk about it if it makes me uncomfortable. I felt like I need to talk to someone about it, I had no one that would listen to me and now someone is actually listening to what I have to say. "No I want to" I said and he hesitated, but nodded anyway. "My mom and I were very close. She was someone I looked up too and I always wanted to be like her when I grew up. She was always there for me. Whenever I had a soccer game, she would show up or if I was sick, she would take care of me. My dad tried to do the things she did, but it was hard because we disagreed with many things. When I was 15 years old, my mom started getting sick. We thought it was just a flu or something, but it wouldn't go away. She kept getting worse and worse. I couldn't even look at her without breaking down because of how sick she looked. We couldn't pay for medicine to give her, so every night we would pray for her to get better. One day, I walked into her room to make sure she was okay and she wasn't breathing. She died that day and I never got to say goodbye to her." Now I was sobbing, but glad I got it off my chest. It felt good to let it all out. Jason continued to hug me while I cried. I finally had a shoulder to cry on."Your mother would have been proud of you Justin. You are such a strong person and even though she is physically gone doesn't mean she is mentally. She will alway be in your heart, where she belongs." He said and I looked at him. "Thank you." "No problem. Now, where is your smile? I want to see your pretty smile!" He said in a crazy voice that made me smile. He has a habit of doing that.
Jason stayed until it was getting dark out and needed to get home before his parents came home from work. I pouted for the hundredth time trying to get him to stay the night, but so far it's not working. Jason looked over at me and noticed me pouting at him. He laughed and shook his head at me. "Justin you know how my mom gets. She gets all protective and worries too much." He said, but I just did the puppy dog face. No one could resist the puppy dog face, especially when I did it. "Justin!! Don't do that! You know how hard it is to say no to that face?" "That's the point. I want you to stay." "I promise we will see each other tomorrow, okay?" "Pinky promise?" He chuckled and wrapped his pinky around mine. Before he went out the door, he gave me a quick peck on the lips then the cheek. "Bye Justin." "Bye Jason." Then he was gone.
Jason
When I was a good distance away from Justin's house, I smiled so big and screamed on the top of my lungs "HE KISSED ME!!" Hey can you blame me? He actually kissed me and there could be a chance we could date because he's gay. I never say that coming. I thought he was straight and when I kissed him I thought he was going to get disgusted by it and not talk to him anymore. To say my mood was happy was an understatement, I was thrilled. I know I liked Justin and I wasn't ashamed of myself for it.
Once I reached my house, I walked in the front door. "Hi Jason, where were you?" My mom asked. "Oh I was over my friend's house." I was smiling in the inside from the thought of Justin. "You always hangout with this 'friend' and I want to know more about him or her." I rolled my eyes by the way my mom was so protective of Abby and I. It gets annoying all the time. My family knows about me being bisexual and they took it well. My dad was really the only one that wasn't okay at first, but he got over it. "Okay I'll tell him about it." I tried walking away. "You tell him to come over tomorrow night for dinner so we can get to know him." I nodded my head and went upstairs to my room. Now I'm freaking out. If my parents find out that I'm seeing someone that is poor, Justin and I will both be in trouble.🌸 I couldn't leave you guys hanging like that. Thank you so much for voting and commenting. It means a lot that you look forward to me updating.
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Separated (BoyxBoy)
FanfictionIn the small town of Stratford In Ontario, Canada the town is split into two sections,the rich on one side and the poor on the other. Jason McCann is on the rich side and Justin Bieber is on the poor side of town. What will happen when opposites att...