My Gay Fear (boyxboy)

Feelings

Miles P.O.V

So... Kyler is now my boyfriend. That's a thing that happened. I never thought that in a million years a guy would actually have feelings for me, like genuine feelings. Kyler seems like he actually cares about my well being. But does he actually love me, maybe he hates me? Is this all just a lie so I don't feel bad? N-No, he would never do that to me.

I trust him and I'm gonna keep that trust until he does something, which hopefully never happens. But, it could happen and most defiantly will. Ill try and keep him happy until he feels like I'm a burden and wants to leave me.

Oh god I need to stop I'm gonna make myself cry, again. I left his house shortly after we ate breakfast. I walked home which surprised my mom since I never like physical activities. I miss him already, he's so nice to me. Usually nobody is nice to me except my parents. Both my parents know I'm gay and they're cool with it.

So my parents and Kyler are the only people who are ok with me being gay. I still can't believe that Kyler is my boyfriend.

It's Saturday so now I two more days before school, and I have nothing to do. I think I'm gonna call Kyler later. No, I'll wait for him to call me, I don't wanna seem needy.

Kyler P.O.V

Wow. Miles is my boyfriend, I've never had a boyfriend before. He seems really nice and...cute. I think he's been hurt before, badly. I don't wanna hurt him I wanna protect him from everything.

He left right after we ate, probably didn't wanna see my mom. She's nice when you get to know her. She just misses my.. my dad. It's been 17 years, she should be over him by now. She goes out every Friday to see if she can find herself a man, and a nice father.

So, she's back, and sleeping. Right after she got home she went upstairs to sleep with a massive hangover.

I hope Miles will call me today, I miss him and it's only been, what, an hour at least. I hope he trusts me, I don't want him to be afraid. I want him to be himself and not try and impress me. Enough talking about my feelings, I need to get stuff done.

I was still in the kitchen just sitting at the table so I decided to do the dishes. Not too many since it's just me and my mom. I quickly washed them and set them out to dry.

Then I walked upstairs and what do you know. My mom is laying in her bed passed out still in her high heels and all. Whatever, she looks comfortable, for a hungover women.

I made my bed and looked at it. " I hope Miles will sleep here again." I also hope my mom didn't hear that. I started smiling as I thought about everything that happened.

Him freaking out, me crying, him holding me, us laying together. I want another night like this to happen in the future, at our own place. Our own home living together. Would he like that? I hope he wants that. Even if he didn't, I would still love him.