Why am I so scared?

Prologue

Hi! This is my very first story.

I wanted to say that english isn't my first language so don't expect this to be good, if you find any mistakes or wrong grammar. Feel free to tell me.
If the story is moving too fast or too slow mention it please, it helps me a lot.

Enjoy <3

TW: language, bad smut, h*mophobia

I always thought I'd be top.
I always was top and dom.
It's how it was.
With girls of course. But Dylan isn't girl. And that's the problem. I never had to care about those stuff. I just wanted someone under me. But Dylan wants the same.

That's why I'm standing at the balcony right now, smoking cigarette. I don't think we argued. It's just- . . . I'm not sure if I'm ready.
Everything is so new for me.

I kissed a boy once in like 6th grade. When I was 12! I promised never to do it again cause everyone in my class thought I was gay. I guess the boy I kissed told it to his friends or something like that.
It doesn't matter I guess. It just felt awful cause my real crush -Amy-never talk to me again.

When I saw Dylan and his full pink lips I wasn't sure about my little promise.

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We finished filming The Maze Runner and now we are just waiting for them to put all the scenes together.

Me and Dylan weren't in touch for few weeks since the end of shooting. We just stopped talking. I think I was just scared he'd be annoyed by me.
Now when he called, I thought he just wanted to hang out.

We never were boyfriends in fact. We were just buddies that sometimes make out, when they get drunk or just really horny.
Clothes on. Just two of us. Nothing more.

Or at least it's what I thought.

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