Converse x Vans

Confessions

Isaac's POV

We walk into Chases brothers house and he starts to head upstairs then stops and says.

"Wanna chill in the lounge room?"

"Can I see your room?" I ask.

"It's really messy, you'd get lost" he laughs unenthusiastically.

"It's alright, if you don't want me to see your room for some reason it's okay" I say.

I don't know why he's not letting me go into his room, but if he doesn't want me to then I won't.

"It's okay, come on I'll show you it" he says, seeming actually scared.

We walk up the stairs and it's obvious Chase is worried about something, before we enter the door I ask him.

"Are you okay? Is something bothering you?"

"No I'm alright" he says.

We enter the room and clothes are spread across the floor and their is makeup on his desk.

"You have fashion" I say looking at the clothes.

"Their my friends" he says.

"Their on your floor and I don't care what you wear clothes don't have a gender" I say.

"Oh ok" he says some what cheering up.

"You do makeup that's so cool are you any good?" I ask.

"Not really I only just started using makeup" he says.

"Oh, wait" I say realising something. "When you said you were getting clothes for a friends birthday you were actually getting them for yourself?"

"Yeah" Chase says disappointed.

I place my hand on his shoulder. "It's okay don't worry, not everyone likes men expressing themselves, even I thought that but to be honest what people wear doesn't affect me"

"Really?" He says shocked. "I'm sorry I just thought you were homophobic because you hang out with that group of boys"

"Homophobic?" I say, why would I be.. "your gay?"

I feel a smile creep across my face.

"Well, umm" Chase chokes.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's fine I'm not a homophobe and if you are gay, that's cool"

Chase is silent, a ear piercing silence is filling the room slowly, encasing us in tension.

"Well I am gay" he says wearily.

"Cool" I say, I know he is actually gay but I'm not going to tell anyone.

"You actually don't care?" He asks.

"I don't at all" I say truthfully.

"Well these are actually my clothes" he says pointing towards the clothes scattered messily across the floor. "And this is my makeup"

"Cool makeup is so cool it's like painting on your face and your fashion is really cool" I say looking at all the different products and pieces of clothes. "Could I see you in some of them?"

"Yeah sure" he says. "Turn around I'll get changed"

I quickly turn around and face the wall, for some reason I'm actually nervous, butterfly's spin around in my stomach.

"Done"

I turn around to see Chase in a crop top and jeans. He looks amazing.

"You look, good" I say awkwardly.