Say 'Kiss'! • bxb

18. How scandalous

Mateo's P.O.V.

"So then I was basically a mess. Crying and laughing at the same time. And out of nowhere, he kisses me. It was the sweetest thing I've ever seen...and his eyes...oh my god his eyes...and then he..."

Greg is talking about this mysterious boy he kisses last night, but all I can think about is the embarrassing things I've said and done. What the fuck will Tobias think of me now? It's all so wrong, it shouldn't have happened.

I drank to forget about my past mistakes but instead made new ones. Unbelievable.

"Are you listening?" he snaps me out of it and I nod immediately.

"He sounds like a nice guy. Give him a chance"

"But I don't know who he is" he whines and I look at him confused.

"Wasn't that your birthday party? Didn't you invite him?"

"No... A friend brought him along... But I don't know which friend... I can't remember" he almost starts crying and I pat his back.

"Last night I told Tobias I was lonely and slept in the same bed as him" it slips out and I immediately cover my hands with my mouth as if I said the biggest and most problematic thing in history.

Greg snaps out of his soap opera situationship and looks at me as if I'm plain crazy.

"You did what?"

I look at him shocked at my own words. Saying it out loud makes it seem even worse than it is. How can I even explain? Greg looks at me determined, and I know he wants to know everything, down to the last detail.

"We got along pretty well last night and walked to the dorms together. We were acting like best friends. Eating ice cream, singing, laughing. Then I don't know what the fuck happened but I told him I'm lonely and he cuddled me" I sigh and hide my face in embarrassment.

Greg looks at me suspiciously and scratches his chin.

"Oh my! How scandalous! Are you falling for him?" he pokes my side and I almost scream horrified.

Me? Falling for Tobias? As if that could ever happen. Last night was only a slip, and it happened because I tend to get clingy and pathetic when drunk. It's not like I actually enjoyed his company or something.

"Yeah yeah laugh all you want" I furrow my eyebrows at Greg and he just smirks.

"Oh come on! He is kind of cute isn't he? Plus you were the one that always used to say 'I have such a cute roommate' two years ago when you first met him"

I widen my eyes. Yes, maybe I did flatter Tobias a bit when I first saw that he was my roommate. But back then I didn't knew what hid underneath and that he would do something as low as kissing Sarah.

"I was just excited to have a new friend" I scoff.

"Yeah right 'Ohhh, Tobias is so cute. He's so nice and he smells like flowers. And he's got freckles' " Greg tries to do an impression of me and I just cringe.

"I don't sound like that"

"You do. And you always seemed to have a thing for his freckles" he nudges me and I clench my fists in frustration.

"Well they are kind of cute" I mumble.

"See? You're falling. Like a plane...Like a shooting star...Like that time when you were on that swing set a year ago trying to show off and fell backwards-"

"I get it! Stop! Just because I cuddled with him doesn't mean I like him" I cut him off and sigh.

"You're making a big deal out of it"

"Huh?" I look at him confused.

"You heard me. You always make a big deal out of everything and act all dramatic. So what if you had fun for the night?" he shrugs.

The problem isn't that I had fun. The problem is that I had fun with him. With Tobias. I can't let him see me like that, all happy and bubbly and excited. And friendly too on top of that.

"Let me process my emotions! Even if I might be a bit dramatic. Do you know what I said? Do you know what I told him?" I grab Greg by the shoulders and shake him.

"What?" he asks a bit worried.

"That I like dick" I hide my face in my hands.

I wasn't wrong but I was never this confident in it before. Since I didn't label myself I never felt the need to come out. But to say it so casually, and to him too.

Greg's face lights up and he has a smug and idiotic smile on his face as he snickers. Of course he's gonna make fun of me. I don't even blame him for it.

"So straightforward" he pats me on the back.

"I'm never drinking again"

"You always say that"

"I mean it this time" I look at him, dead serious.

"Let's see it then. And maybe I'll believe you" he continues snickering like an idiot.