School sucks! But when we look back on our lives we realise those were the best years of our lives. So why not live with the crap.
I had been up all night, the night before I went back to school. Nothing I did could settle my nerves and fear of what would happen. Noah had been back to school already. He knew what people thought of me then everything had been revealed. I had expected it, I knew deep down that things would not get that better, but Noah had been stunned.
So that night in bed I was a mess. Every possible situation played in my head. Some good, others bad, and the rest were just plain ugly. I wanted to fit in so badly, I was not able to think about what would happen if some of the kids held a grudge against me.
I was not that scared of the kids. All the teachers knew and I was fairly sure they could protect me. But I also knew words can hurt just as much if not more than physical abuse. I had been on the receiving end of both and neither was pleasant.
I was left feeling frustrated, upset and worried. Not a great way to feel with a bad heart, but what can a boy do? I was not sure how I felt when all was said and done. No matter what, my past was my past and nothing would change that.
Tossing and turning in bed, I thought. Noah, was sound asleep. His head on my stomach, the way we had slept together that first night. Now though I was more aware of why he did it. He needed to make sure I was breathing, it comforted him. I just wished it had the same effect on me.
He's so beautiful. I will never love another person as much as I love Noah. He's everything to me and I can't believe how far we've come together.
When morning finally came, I had been awake for several hours. I was tired, scared and sick. But I did my best to get on with things. I would talk to Noah, but there were some things I had to figure out for myself before I talked to him.
"Morning baby." His husky whisper went straight to my cock. No one had the same affect as he did. It was amazing and scary at the same time.
Threading my fingers through my hair and yawning. "Morning love. Did you sleep well?" I smiled when he glared up at me.
"I did. But apparently I was the only one. You should have woken me if you couldn't sleep."
Damn, I've been busted.
I blushed deep red. He looked at me with a scowl which made me blush even more. He flipped over and leaned over me. With our faces only inches apart my breathing became laboured. Noah grinned and lowered his mouth to mine.
His lips were dry first thing in the morning. But I still got drunk on his his taste, his smell and his feel. His tongue devoured my mouth and he nibbled on my bottom lip. His fingers pulled on my hair and my hands roamed his back. Both of us smiling into the kiss.
"Feeling better now?" Noah smirked as he straddled my waist.
"Much." I rasped which awarded me another kiss.
He entwined our fingers and kissed the backs of my hands gently. He didn't say it, but I could tell he was nervous. I had known him long enough to know when he was upset, happy and nervous. I felt a pang of guilt. It didn't seem fair that he was left to worry about me.
"Are you okay love?" I whispered.
He looked at me and smiled. The love in his eyes brought me back to his words while I was in the coma. I knew then, he loved me, it had shocked me that a boy like him could love me like that. But his eyes showed it, they showed more love in them than I ever thought was possible. It was breathtakingly beautiful.
BINABASA MO ANG
Forever & Always (Forever & Always #1) (boyxboy)
Romantizm"Hey, I'm Noah. Who are you?" he said, and that was how it started, how we started as small children in the playground. "You look like an angel. Your eyes. They are so pretty. I love your eyes. I wish my eyes were like that. You're beautiful..." And...