Boom!

Chapter 2: Here Goes Nothing

Seamus's POV:

So there was this boy in my year called Dean and he was really great. We were best friends and we did everything together. But I sometimes felt like we were more than that. Sometimes I felt like he liked me in a more-than-friends kind of way. But we were only 11 and we were too young for that kind of stuff. But I couldn't stop thinking about him. He was just so cute! And (I have never admitted this to anyone) I actually liked it that one time when he walked in on me showering. I couldn't stop looking at him. During class, in the common room, at meals, I looked at him all the time. I blushed when he looked at me and didn't really make an effort when it came to privacy. I almost wanted him to see me showering again! But that was just a dream.

"He's straight" I would tell myself. "He doesn't like guys." "But you don't know that." Another voice would say. "He could be gay just like you! He could have a crush on you but because you didn't tell him you liked him he thought that you didn't like him and he would be sad and upset because you broke his heart!" "That's it. I'm going to tell him." I would think. But just as I was about to say it, another voice would pop up in my head. "What if he doesn't like you back. He would break your heart! You don't want to go through that pain!" And so I would listen to that voice and just say "never mind" to cover it up. 

Months went by and I kept on doing that. Almost saying it, and then deciding not to. It was a constant battle in my mind. "Yes" "No" "Yes" "No" "Yes" "No" I was torn. Until about 3 quarters of the way through the year. I was sitting beside Seamus, resting my head on his knee. I told him I saw tired but it was just an excuse to touch him. I had been doing that a lot, making up excuses to be close to him. We were best friends though and he didn't mind. I sat up and looked him straight in the eye. "Hey, Dean?" I asked. "Yeah?" "Do you know what sexuality you are?" "I don't know. I've never really thought about it before. Why do you ask?" "Because I was wondering, If a boy asked you out, would you say yes?" "It depends on who that boy is. If it was the right boy, I would say yes." "Ok then. What would you say if I asked you out?" "Why?" "Just because. So, would you?" "I mean, maybe. I don't know!" "Ok. here goes. Dean Thomas, would you like to go out on a date with me?" He gasped. "I-I yes! I would! How are we going to go on a date though? The only thing I can think of is Hogsmeade but only 3rd years and up can go. And the next Hogsmeade weekend is ages away." "Don't worry. I'll figure something out." I told him.