The Pretty Boy In The Sheets| bxb | Slowly Editing

Eighteen

Wrote this in the middle of the night.
There's probably some spelling mistakes.

Eric's Third POV

"You've been busy," Jay said under his breath. He grabbed ahold of the juicy Burger King burger and bit into it like it would be his last bite. Eric nodded and gulp back in nervousness "I'm going back to school.. Monday." Eric said.

The two sat in Jay's room— Nobody home, and it made Eric more nervous. With therapy, Eric had been learning to express himself better and find better ways than overthinking and letting his nervousness take over but he still hadn't told anyone of his sexuality. He didn't know where to start, or who to tell first. It would make sense to tell his parents but at the same time it would hurt the most if he came out to them and they didn't accept it.

He couldn't tell Callum or Emily because he didn't know them well enough to fully trust them— He could tell Jay but it was obvious why he wouldn't want to.. Jay licked his lips and said, "So wazzup?" Throughout the room.

Both sat on the far sides of the bed.

Where would he begin— Would he start with apologizing or accepting his sexuality? Would he start with the first time he fell in love with a boy or the repeated phrase he told himself? Would Eric tell Jay about the long, bumpy road he's experienced or would he just tell A more simple, laid back story of his coming out? Eric could only picture the same ending, how Jay would react and what would go down.

And I wasn't good.

"Wazzup?" Eric coughed.

"What's the matter with you? You've been acting funny since Jackson's party, and it's just gotten worse over the past month."

"Nothing."

"Dude," Jay sighed— "I know we've had some problems and we haven't been that close lately but we're friends. You can tell me anything."

Sometimes Eric just wanted to hit Jay— No he really wanted to, sometimes he would picture himself winning a fight against Jay even though he knew that it wasn't possible. Sometimes he just wanted to scream a him, and other times he just wanted to stop being friends with him not just for his own mental health but for Jay's as well. He never knew what or how to feel around Jay besides the play pretend emotions inside him.

"I wanted to talk to you.. I guess." Eric admitted— Even though Eric knew Jay, and how homophobic he was and how he was the last person he should ever tell he likes men to.. Eric felt like Jay should know. Maybe it was because they have been friends for such a long time, Maybe because Jay was basically a stranger to Eric but at the same time they was oddly close.

He wondered if Jay would run his mouth— If he would hit him and scream at him, call him slurs or worse. The thought created bubbly butterflies to build up in Eric's stomach, "About?" Jay said with a mouth full of the half eaten burger. "There is this thing.." Eric started.

"This thing I've been like like holding in.. since I was little. Something I couldn't tell my parents or anyone because I was scared how they would react.."

"Mmm..?"

"Like... I don't know It's hard to explain."

"Just stop doing that thing then."

"I've tried all my life... hid it from everyone. Everyone I know and love but someone found out.. this year."

Jay looked up at Eric finally— wiping the burger sauce from the corners of his mouth, and his brows furrowing some trying to understand what Eric was saying. "Did they threaten you or something, man?"

"No but I thought I got caught doing something I loved, that thing I tried to hide but I talked to that person and found out we wasn't even- I mean that they didn't see me doing that thing that I liked, but I called myself out instead.. Someone else also said they saw me doing it and I said some pretty hateful things to them."

"I mean what is it? It can't be that bad?" Jay chuckled as he lightly playfully kicked Eric's leg, "What you suck dick or something?" He laughed out loud. Eric did not laugh back.

Jay paused for a second, "right?"

Eric could feel his eyes turning glassy as salty thin line of tears aggravated his eyes wanting him to softly shut his veiny eyelids to realize the built up pressure— Eric's brows furrowed as Jay repeated his question once again more unsure than before, "Eric, Right? Man.. stop fucking with me and start eating." Jay sighed.

"Jay I'm gay."

The room was quiet.

"I-I..."

"Stop playing with me this isn't funny," Jay muttered under his voice— about to grab his burger again. "I've known before we started being friends, I knew in middle school and tried to hide it, Jay. I-I didn't want to be gay, I would of done anything but then at Jackson's party I-I was laying in bed with another guy and-"

"Enough!" Jay threw his burger and the burgers wrapped in Eric's face as he stood up— He glared down at him, his fist clenched. Eric looked up at me, not breaking his eyes off his. "Why the hell are you telling me this.."

"Because, you're my best friend."

"We're not friends- I'm not friends with people like you." Jay huffed as he signed to Eric, Pointing at him and shaking his head.

Eric could feel some of his tears running down his face but he didn't bother to wipe them away— "Why? Why can't we?"

"Why can't we do what?"

"Why can't we be friends.. I know we didn't have the best of terms but.."

"Eric.."

"But, you're my only friend Jay. Even if our relationship was bullshit and fake and disgusting, you're my only friend... if you go.."

The two stayed quiet for a few seconds— Yes, Even if Eric didn't want to stay it in his thoughts or to others he knew.. though him and Jay was unusual friends.. That Jay was his only friend. His closest friend. The reason he told Jay first out of all of them was because he couldn't bare to lie to him anymore, Though they fought and pissed each other off Jay still told his darkest secrets to Eric. He trusted him them.

Suddenly Jay pushed Eric against the bed and punched him in his mouth— Eric then punched Jay in his face, Hissing at the sudden pain together they sent more fist flying at each other wherever their fist would hit. Eric tried kicking him off him but Jay pushed him on the bed, finally pinning down his arms against the bed they looked into each other's eyes and panted. "I fucking hate you.. Eric." Eric gulped.

"You're so selfish, y-you do whatever you want whenever you want. Do you know how I feel? Do you even care?!"

"You act like this is the end, we can still be-"

"Why would I still be friends with you knowing.. knowing you're gay. You hid it for so long, does it make you happy? Horny? Knowing I thought you someone else.."

"You act like I wanted to be gay in the first place.." Eric scoffed.

Jays hand clenched and pressed down his Eric's arms deeper into the bed. ".. you always do this to me.. you leave me in the dust and expect me to follow you.. you think I'll defend you and keep on running to your side?" Jay muttered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Y-you.." Jay stuttered over over his words trying to look around for something that would help him better say what he meant. "I.." Jay stuttered again.

Jays lips pushed together as his face started heat to up, Eric looked up at him confused— A small unsureness started to form but in seconds like Eric's stomach became empty inside and his unsureness evaporated Jay quickly pressed his lips up against Eric's without a sound or hesitation stopping the act, in Jay's quiet bedroom.