"Mike, I-" I start to tell him but he interjects. "Will! Did you see how cool that car was in the film!" He says like a kid on Christmas morning. He was so excited by this movie. I laugh. "Yeah, yeah I saw." I smile at him. "Ughh I wish we watched this movie sooner! It was crazy good!" He goes on.
"Mike, the movie came out this year." I laugh at him. His eyes start to widen. "WHAT? No way, it's so good." He's so shocked by my answer, it makes me double over in laughter.
"HEY, DONT LAUGH! ITS NOT THAT FUNNY!" He yells at me as I fall back onto my back, laughing loudly. He tries to cover my mouth to stop my laughter but I grab his hands to stop him and continue laughing. I pull his hands above my head so he can't cover my mouth... then he falls right on top of me.
We both gasp as he lands on me, chest to chest. My laughter fades out as I realize how tense we have both gotten. He's staring into my eyes as I stare back. I let go of his hands but he doesn't attempt to get up. Instead he slowly traces his hand down the side of my face, grazing my skin, leaving his hand on my cheek. I look up at him as he takes quick, shallow breaths. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest. I don't know what's happening.
"Mike I-" I try to talk to him but he stops me in the middle of my words. With a kiss. A sweet and slow kiss. He moves softly... barely grazing my lips with his own. He seems scared, scared of whatever is happening between us. I gently kiss him back and I feel him take a deep breath and he pushes down deeper into the kiss.
His hand moves down to my neck as he pulls my face closer to his. His movements start to speed up, his lips going quicker against mine. I put my hands in his soft hair quickly, tangling my fingers in it. I hear him gently gasp against my lips. "Will" He whispers into my mouth.
I quickly sit up and slowly push him off of me. We both are getting our breath back and don't make eye contact. He's the first to speak.
"Will, I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that." He profusely apologizes. I don't know why he's apologizing... I really, really enjoyed that. I turn to make eye contact with him. "Mike, It's okay." I say softly to him.
"No Will, you can't just say everything is okay if it's n-" I cut him off with a quick kiss. He needs to know how I feel and I don't know how to put my feelings for him into words. I pull away but stay close to his face. He looks at me with a puzzled look.
"Mike, I liked it." I finally say. "Please, don't be sorry." He needs to know that I am okay with this. That I am okay with him.
He smiles his amazing, crooked smile. "Really?" He asks. I chuckle at him. "Yes Mike, I really, really liked it." I say, smiling back at him. I take his hand into mine and graze the back of hand with my thumb. "I've always really liked you, Mike." I whisper, scared of his response.
He just stares at me for a second before responding. "I know, Will. So have I." He puts his other hand on top of the one my hand is interlocked with. I put my head on his shoulder, sighing with relief. I feel him rest his head on mine and in that moment, I feel safe. I feel happy.
