My One Regret (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Desperate Attempts

Blake's Perspective

I left Theo alone for two weeks to let him enjoy Christmas and New Year's with his family and without me trying to prove myself to him so soon without giving him a break. I used these two weeks to think of how I could win him back and make him know that I really loved him.

I was one-hundred percent sure that I wasn't going to cover up our relationship in front of my friends because I wasn't scared of what they thought anymore. Hell, I would straight up tell them that I loved him if a situation urged me to.

I had an average Christmas, but what I truly wanted was Theo. My holiday spirit wasn't at its full peak without him with me. Santa better answer my wishlist and give me what I want by the time I get back to school.

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New year, new me. That's what I kept telling myself in the hallways of school and this new version of Blake Brooks was going to be so much better than he was before the Winter ball. I held a large bouquet around school and as I passed by students, I could hear the murmur of them asking who I might be gifting them to. "Bet he's trying to win over Keagan again.." a voice suggested amongst the crowd of students around me.

I was in a rush to get to World History and be one of the first students in class. I didn't give a fuck about the lesson, only Theo. He always showed up there with his nose in a book and he chose to sit in the back of the class where it would be harder to spot him. As scared as I was, I reminded myself who I was fighting for and how I was supposed to make a move. I tapped Theo's shoulder while he seemed busy with whatever he was reading.

He slowly turned his head, and when he caught a glimpse of my face, his expression suddenly dulled. His eyes went from my face, down to my hands, ".. Blake." Theo sighed, his tone full of annoyance. "How's my pretty angel doing today?" I quickly kicked the chair next to him so that I could sit on it. My elbow was placed on the table, while my other hand was still holding the bouquet that I brought for him.

My face was gleaming with joy at the sight of Theo again, and I couldn't help but shine a toothy grin at his cute face – I could tell he looked annoyed, but even so, he looked adorable. "Blake.. I told you to give it up." He turned his head back to his book, and moved his chair further away from mine. "No can do." I reached over, and closed his book shut. Theo sighed audibly and his lips pressed together in a thin line, ".. Can you stop.. Please? I'm trying to read." His voice sounded needy, and I thought that was the cutest thing ever, so I moved my chair even closer to him.

"Okay, go ahead." I raised my eyebrows, motioning towards his book, "No one's stopping you." It came out of my mouth in somewhat of a mocking tone, but yet Theo sighed once more, and continued to divert his attention towards his novel. My eyes were on him as he read, and although his face was evident with tinges of uncomfortableness, he never unnerved in his efforts to ignore me and to continue reading. His silence gave me the chance to analyze his face without the constant thoughts of denial like I'd had before.

No more, "Stop looking at him like that Blake, you're not a homo!" or, "You're doing this for your family, you're not supposed to fawn over how he looks." Because now that the secret was out, and now that I was out, I was relentless in my attempts to once again make Theo mine. His face was littered with tiny, almost unnoticeable freckles that scattered across his cheeks and nose, and his eyelashes were curved upward without any effort. Not to mention, his eyes were gleaming with the light coming from the window, making him not only look ethereal but unbelievably beautiful.

I could finally appreciate how beautiful this boy was now that I'd accepted my sexuality. Which was Theosexual. Because he was the only boy that I'd ever fall for. I couldn't help but curve my mouth upward and into a smile at the sight of him reading so peacefully, so innocently. From time to time, his eyes would shoot a quick glance to look at me, probably to check if I was still looking at him, but there wasn't a single second where I wouldn't be checking him out.