HOMOPHOBIA [BXB]

CHAPTER 13

THREE DAYS LATER

LEO'S POV

I stared at the professor in the front who was teaching the lesson while I was drowned in my own thoughts. I clenched my jaw gulping the lump in my throat to prevent the tears from rolling down my cheeks.

I miss him so much but I know I can't fall weak. Not this time. It's been three days and I'm successful in ignoring him till now. It was hard not going to lie because he comes to my university waiting for me near the exit everyday but I somehow managed to escape without him noticing me.

I even stopped visiting the cafe knowing he would wait for me there as well.

I don't want to talk to him knowing very well I'll give in which will only lead to nothing but both of us suffering.

I can't let us suffer.

I don't want anyone to suffer because of me and at the same time I can't let myself go through whatever I already experienced in the past.

Part of me wants to forget everything and run into his arms confessing that I like him too but the other part of me is still not over everything that happened with me years ago.

I blamed myself that day for letting my guards fall and starting to like him but I realised it isn't my fault.

I can't control my feelings.

I sighed closing my book and shoved it into my bag swinging it around my shoulder.

I walked out of the class and continued walking towards the exit with my heart racing inside of my chest. I looked around clutching the straps of my backpack.

I ran out of the campus and rested my palms on my knees trying to catch my breath. I stood straight and was about to walk towards the bus stop but halted my steps when I saw him standing at a distance looking at me.

I walked back taking in a deep breath getting myself ready to run. I fisted my palms into a ball and turned around running in the opposite direction.

"Leo!!"

I heard him shout indicating me that he's following me but didn't turn around instead increased my pace going to somewhere I myself don't know.

I just want to get away from him.

I never shared anything about my past with him except about my friends betrayal. We just hanged out flirting with each other and that's it, we don't know anything much about each other's personal lives.

But I did find comfort in him when needed. The way he comforted me that day in his car, hugging me close to him providing warmth which was what I've been craving for so long.

That day he called himself my friend but I didn't except him to like me. I thought he's a natural flirt and behaved that way with everyone he is close to.

I don't even know when I started liking him to be honest but I don't regret it instead I'm just scared of the outcomes if we ever start dating for real.

I ran into an alley but immediately felt myself being pulled back and two  muscular arms wrapped around my body practically back hugging me.

"Don't run away."

I felt him whisper in my ear which caused a shiver to run down my spine as his breath fanned over my neck. I sighed pushing him away and faced him with a blank expression on my face.

I scanned his face and bit my lip feeling guilty looking at his state. He eyes were red and swollen with his hair all over the place. I'm not good myself, I have bags under my eyes and I look like a zombie.