Gay, Hell No I'm Not! (BoyxBoy)

Chapter thirteen

So, it's a new chapter, yay! I thank you all for your patience once again, and I hope you enjoy this chapter that's only a built up for what is to come.

This chapter is also kind of shorter than previous ones, but the next chapter will surly be longer. Or well, I'll try to make it longer. No promises!

Anyways, enjoy. :)

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Aiden's P. O. V.

It was nearly the appointed time, and already I was a nervous wreck.

Standing outside Nathans house, my car on idle as I struggled to work up the courage to walk up to the front door and request for Nathan, it certainty seemed like I wasn't going anywhere now was I at this rate?

I let out a long, frustrated sigh and pulled at my collar, feeling constricted even with its loose material.

I briefly glanced down to once over myself and make sure I looked decent before I presented myself to Nathan or his parents.

I was dressed in a gray, short-sleeved cotton shirt that hung leisurely to my body, leaving room to breath, and dark blue jeans with rips across the knee area. Today I had styled my hair so that it was wavy and silky soft. One look at it would fill you with the urge to run your hands through my hair.

Once I had confirmed that I looked good enough, I began pumping myself up as a way to get rid of my onset of nervousness.

Come on, you can do this, I thought encouragingly. You've worked so hard to find the perfect place, there's no reason to become a coward now and let all that go to waste, especially since I was going to prove to Nathan just how true my feelings for him were.

So, pull yourself together and go to him, before he thinks you chickened out on this date!

I grumbled disgruntledly, my self-inflicted harsh words seemed to have knocked some sense into me and I began making my way over to the front door. I walked slowly, so as to give myself some more time to calm myself down, and by the time I had reached the door, I was as composed as I could be, considering my present situation.

I swallowed hard, beads of sweat running down my back due to my nerves, and knocked on the door three times, loud enough for whoever was inside to hear me.

It wasn't long after before the door swung open to reveal Mrs. Fernandez, and she wasn't alone. I spotted a man coming up behind her, and I assumed, from his looks, that he was Nathan's father, Mr. Fernandez.

I grew even more nervous as the man neared, and my heart rate increased two fold, as it was my first time meeting the man. Last time I came here, it was only Nathan's mother that had been around, Mr. Fernandez having been at work at the time.

I took this opportunity to get a closer look at the man, and from what I saw, Mr. Fernandez shared similar traits between him and Nathan.

Both had the same facial structure, with their sharp jaw lines. They even gave off the same aura; somewhat cold, untouchable; but, at the same time, his eyes held warmth. It was like staring at the older version of Nathan, and I couldn't help but approve of such future prospects, because if Nathan looked this good when he was much older, then I had a lot to look forward to.

I can see where Nathan got such good looks from, I thought appraisingly.

I mentally shook my head at myself, as this was not the time to be think of such things, and prepared myself for what Mr. Fernandez will do to me, knowing that I was a man, and taking his son out on a date.