What is Love (BoyxBoy)

I Guess The Cat's Out of The Bag

I got home and walked into the house. My mom and dad was sitting on the couch and looked back when they heard the door open.

"Okay, I was in the middle of writing. What's the surprise?" I asked, walking over to them.

"Well, Daniel, last night was the first time you have brought a person home, and that Jasmine girl seems really nice. She was there for you when you were in the hospital, and she just gives off positive energy. Where I'm going with this is-" he cut himself off as he was reaching into his pocket.

Me being the teenager that I am immediately thought that this was the sex talk. My eyes grew wide with fright. "Dad! I'm gay! I'm gay!" I yelled and then I saw what he was pulling out. It was tickets...

I can't stop making a complete idiot of myself today, can I?

"Honey, we know you're gay." my mom said, looking just as confused as my dad.

"We got you and your new friend concert tickets to see that boy band, uh Fall Out Guy?" My dad said, handing me the tickets.

"Just a band, and it's Fall Out Boy, dad." I said, a faint smile playing across my face. I was about to take the tickets but he snatched his arm back.

"Oh well excuse me." he said, throwing up his hands.

"Thank you dad. I'll enjoy the Fall Out Guy concert." I said, smiling all the way at him.

He looked up at me, a smile on his face. "That's much better." he said, handing me the tickets. I took them quickly.

"It's Fall Out Boy, and you guys might need to get a security guard." I said, still smiling.

"Why? Is somebody going to be there that's wants to hurt you?" My mom asked.

"Uh, no. I'm talking about getting one for Patrick. Once he steps out on stage and starts to sing I will jump on stage, tie him up, throw him in the back seat of my car, and keep him in my closet forever." I said.

My dad looked at my mom. "Honey, lets get him a security guard. I don't feel like having cops come in and trash my clean house looking for the lead singer of a boy band." my mom said.

"It's not a boy band, it's just a band." I said, groaning as I walk to my room. I pulled out my phone and called Jasmine as I sat on the bed.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" She asked when she picked up the phone.

"Well hello to you too." I said, chuckling.

"Hello-When were you going to tell me that happened?" She asked.

Now I'm confused, "Okay, what are you talking about?" I asked.

"You kissed Mr. Baldwin!" She yelled into the phone.

Okay, I might be death in my right ear now. How did she know about that? "We didn't kiss. Who told you that?"

"Diana. She saw you guys kissing in Starbucks." she said.

"We didn't kiss! We almost kissed." I said, correcting her.

"You almost kissed your English teacher? OMG, I love gossip, tell me everything." she said.

"It was nothing really. I was working on some poems, he came in and sat down with me, we talked a little, I made a complete idiot of myself, we almost kissed but that's when my mom called and wanted me home which reminds me, I have tickets to see Fall Out Boy, do you want to come?" I asked, hoping to change the subject.

"Fall Out Boy? Yeah, I would love to go. But you're gonna have to tell me what you two talked about, and how you made yourself look like an idiot, that sounds really interesting." she said.

"Jesus, don't you girls do anything but gossip?" I asked.

"Nope, it's in our nature. Now to the details." she said, laughing a little bit.

"And what if I just hung the phone up?"

"I'll text, call, leave voicemails until you answer the phone. Trust me, all I need is some ice cream and all five Twilight movies and I'll be good for the whole night, try me." she said with determination in her voice.

Okay, knowing her I wouldn't put it pass her to do something like that. I really had to take her word for it.

"Uh, okay crazy girl. I'll tell you the details, but I'll do it in person." I said to her, hoping to but some ease to her.

"Okay, but know this Daniel Smith: if you try to dodge me tomorrow at school I will hunt you down like how a lion hunts a lamb." She said, and I can tell by the way her voice sounded she was making they whole slitting throat gesture.

I laughed at her because I know she wouldn't do anything like that... would she?

"Anywho, back to the concert topic, it's in three weeks. Panic at the Disco and The Cab are opening for Fall Out Boy, so we already know that this is going to really fun." I said, hoping she's off the other topic.

"Panic at the Disco? I freaking love them! Ohmigod, forget really fun, this is going to be The Concert of All Concerts!" She yelled in my ear. Yup, I was deaf in my right ear.

"I swear you're a banshee." I muttered, hoping she didn't hear me.

"Or I'm robot with a loud, high-pitched frequency voice box." she said.

"Or both." I said to her.

We said our goodbyes and she made sure that I knew about her animal predator instincts. I smiled to myself as I hung up the phone.

Only I would pick the weirdest girl in school to be my best friend.