Salvation BoyxBoy (Under Major Editing)

First Kiss

I heard the doorknob turn, and the door opened.

"Hey, Levi you al..."

I stared at him wide eyed with my shirt in my hands, paralysed with fear and he stared back in horror.

"Oh god....Levi, who did this to you?" he whispered. Quickly I tugged the shirt over my body and pulled the sleeves to cover my wrists and quickly moved past him.

"No one," I told him. I realised that I was stupid and should've just said I was mugged or something.

"You're lying! Someone did this to you!" he said, starting to raise his voice a bit. I turned around and looked him in the eye.

"No one did this to me, I just fell down a rocky hill and that's it!" I began shouting, well talking louder than I normally do. I wanted to get out of here, away from him, I wanted to get out before I cried in front of him, before he realised that I don't have a normal life, before he realised my true feelings, before he realised I have feelings for him. I picked up my bag and book and quickly made it towards the door.

"I have to go home, I've got something to do," I said quickly and I began opening his bedroom door. I felt him grab my wrist and a searing pain went through my arm and I winced and gritted my teeth. I felt his grip softened but he still held my wrist.

"Who did this to you?!" he shouted, obviously angry.

"I told you already," I retorted. I felt my voice rising.

"Rocky hills do not have the hands to chock you!" he yelled back.

"Why do you care?! It's none of your business and you barely know me anyway!!" I yelled. This was the first time I yelled in a while, and I realised tears were streaming down my cheeks, blurring my vision. He looked at me surprised, and released his grip and stared at me.

I quickly turned around and opened the door, and I felt him grab my arm all of a sudden I was jerked into his arms as he pressed his lips tenderly on mine. The world exploded in a amazing show of colour, everything was brighten, electricity coursed through my body sending every nerve ending in my body on fire, I felt my heart accelerate as I stopped breathing. My hands were placed against his chest as I felt all my muscles loosen and I felt his arms tighten around my thin body, and I no longer felt any more pain, just happiness. Our lips parted and he started straight into my eyes.

"Who did this to you?" he whispered I pulled away from his eyes, and stared into his chest.

"I got mugged when I was walking home from work the other day," I said softly.

"You're lying." He said immediately and I felt his hands cup my face and pull it up to where I was staring back in his beautiful warm brown eyes.

"Who did this to you?" he said more firmly, but still gently. I stared at him and began shaking. I never told anyone before and I was frightened. Frightened by my father. Frightened he would find out I told someone somehow and he would do something worse than beating me. I was afraid he would kill me. We stared into each other's eyes for a long time, and I felt my eyes brimming with tears again.

"My father..." I said softly. I heard him suck in some air and he placed his lips back on mine. His lips felt warm, soft, comforting, sending the electricity through my body again. He parted from my lips and used his thumb to wipe away a tear from my eye.

"And this..." he said and gently pulled my wrist to eye level and pulled back the sleeve to reveal my cuts. I winced and I closed my eyes and turned away and made an attempt to pull my wrist away. His grip tightened a notch and held it there, waiting for my reply.