Young Love

Conflict of interests

Simon:

Wille and I spent some time in his room. We took a nap, then we were cuddling for a while, listened to some music, and talked about random things. I missed that. I missed that a lot. It was so peaceful. I guess, finally revealing all of this information that I've been hiding from him, made us both feel like everything's gonna be all right between us.

-It's getting late. I should go home. I told the boy, while I was packing my essentials.

-Or you can stay here if you want. He took my palm, still sitting on the bed, doing small circles on my skin, close to my veins. His voice was full of seductiveness. 

-Stop teasing. I'm going. I laughed.

-Ok, ok. He acted like he was giving up, lifting his palms.

-Do you think we... Are we going too fast? I asked him.

-Yeah, a little bit. He admitted quietly.

 But, I just can't help it. I'm still mad at you for keeping all of this for me for that long, although I know you had no interest in hurting anyone, and you told me the truth. You were there for me. I really do like you, Simon. He was staring at me, while he said that.

From now, on we're taking it slow. No more lies, or secrets like that, all right? Wille stood up and stroked my cheek.

-I agree, yes.

We kissed each other lightly. It was intimate, slow, and sweet. Almost like a promise, that this time, we're both gonna do the right thing.

-OK, just go. No more kisses, till I changed my mind and dragged you into bed, again. The taller boy pulled away and chuckled happily.

I sighted, but yeah, he's right. 

-Bye, Wille!

-Bye, Simon! 

Text me, when you get there. He added.

I smiled lightly and left the room. It was time to go home.

...

-Hey, mum! I greeted her in the hall.

-Hi, you were at Hillerska this whole time? She asked me.

-Yeah.

-How was your day? Mum questioned.

-Good, good, yours? 

-Quite all right.

I gave her the look, which meant that I wanted to tell her something urgent. She understood, so we sat on the small bench in the corridor.

-I was with Wille... We talked about a tape. I spoke, with my head pressed to the wall.

-Oh? Okay, how was it? You're okay, now? She asked me, with some delicate stress.

-Yeah, yes we are. If you can call it like that. I smirked.

-We should discuss, August's part in it, too. She told me.

-I know, we should. I answered.

I'm not sure we can do much, though. 

-What do you mean? My mum raised her eyebrow, looking at me.

-He's still part of the royal family. And you know how it works, their word against ours...

-Maybe, but we have to try. That's what we can do. She assured me.

Plus, I think you've got Wille on your side, our side.