𝐒𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬(𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 1

Parkers POV:
I sat down scrolling through emails trying to find the most interesting ones but yet couldn't find one. Of course I couldn't, when could I ever?!

"Parker take a break from that it's been 3 hours!" I heard a familiar voice say in the distance.

"But I need to find one for a good video! We need to post!" I said continuing to scroll through emails disregarding the command.

I then felt someone's presence then within a few seconds my computer was shut.

"What was that for?!" I asked looking up and Chester clearly pissed off.

"You work and work until you nearly pass out! You've fallen asleep at the kitchen table at least 3 times, probably more." Chester stated mad that I don't 'get enough sleep' which I think is honestly bullshit.

"Go sleep! I don't care if it's for only 1 to 2 hours, you need it!" Chester commanded looking down at me.

I rolled my eyes as I placed my computer on the table and walked upstairs. I, of course, thought I wouldn't be able to sleep but as soon as I laid down I was passed out.

According to Chester I had been asleep for 4 hours and it was now 8pm. I started getting overwhelmed that I hadn't caught up on emails and I wouldn't have produced the video when I needed to.

Chester tried calming me down but nothing seemed to work. I then started crying mad at myself that this was happening. Chester then pulled me into a hug that I immediately accepted as I cried into his shoulder.

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A couple hours have went by and me and Chester are in the living room watching a movie. We had just moved in so there was things everywhere including the couch making it minimal to seating.

Me and Chester were pretty close to each other which I didn't seem to mind but I wasn't sure about him. I didn't say anything even though from time to time his hand would travel to mine.

One thing that I'm going to carry to the grave, or until I can't take it anymore and he NEEDS to know, is that I have crush on him. I'm bisexual and have known since I was 4. When I was 9 I had my first boyfriend who of course didn't last. Then when I was 11 I had my first girlfriend who was absolutely psycho. Then in 9th grade when I was 14 I had my second boy crush, Chester.

"Parker!" a voice said as if it had been going on for a while.

"Oh-uhm, yea?" I asked looking at the blonde boy.

"Y-Your hand..." he said looking at me with a blush on his face.

I looked down and saw my hand on his leg. I quickly moved it and apologized profusely saying that I was completely out of it. He said he didn't mind and I didn't have to apologize since it was a accident.

We continued watching the movie refusing to look at each other scared of what would happen. I caught Chester moving his hand closer to me though which I simply didn't mind hoping it would happen.

I loved him...but he would never know...unless I was doped up drunk but for now...

That's forever a 𝑆𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑆𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡.