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Chasing (79)

Im gonna end things.

I think as I sit on the roof of his house while he slept inside.

I took another drag and look out at the stars.

"Hey bro. Am I still the little boy you left. Too innocent to take with you." I speak out loud knowing it was the weed.

But I knew Todd wouldn't just show up one day. Even if he tried so hard to make sure his badness didn't rub off on me.

The bad boy who was bi and smoked cigarettes.

Ha, I'm the gay with died hair and a weed addition. Not that mom and dad care enough to come home more then once a month.

But I don't need them. I have Troy. I have myself and I love myself. I was happy.

Or at least I'm damn good at pretending I am.

But I'll be a lot better once I end things with him.

Maybe I'll find a guy who doesn't mind showing the world. Maybe I'll find a guy not afraid to kiss me in a crowd. Not afraid to just talk to me.

I just need to end th-

"You're out here again, if you're trying to escape before day break you're doing a shitty job." He whispers and I only sigh.

"Is this your way of telling me to leave?" I ask and he only smiles before sitting next to me.

"Not exactly." He says taking my hand like he only does when we're alone.

I only pull away and take another drag.

I need to end things.

Only he grabs my face bringing his closer and kissing me deeply while I still have a mouth full of smoke.

I only end up choking but his smile makes me melt like butter.

Shit why am I the happiest hiding with him? I think as he wraps his arms around me.

I'll end things soon, but just not now.

I think pushing him down onto the roof and kissing him deeply as I put out the blunt onto the roof.

"Should we go inside?" He asks and I know he's just afraid of someone seeing us.

"Even though the idea of roof sex is getting me hard." I whisper in his ear and he smiles.

"Yeah but if someone sees." He says and I sigh.

Of course that was more important to him.

I'll end things soon.

*

Donny's POV

I could see the hurt in his eyes at the mention of not being seen. But honestly sex is meaningless if after I can't just sleep with him.

And we can't sleep on the roof.

You don't make love on the roof, that's a fuck and I don't want that.

As I climb ontop of him he doesn't look into it and it scares me that he's getting board of me.

I felt the urge to cling but I knew that would only make things worse. I couldn't tell him that he was my happiness.

That away from hiding in school and being ignored by my family. He was where I felt comfortable. I just wanted him to know it. That this wasn't just a party tradition. That parties became about him.

I felt stupid and clingy and scared. Why am I scared of loosing him. High school relationships don't even last.

But as I sit on his lap on the edge of the bed, I only hug him.