One Of Those Secrets - BoyxBoy Short Story

Jeez what crawled in your ass?

Benjamin

Never in a million years would I have thought I was in love with my best friend. This isn't your cliché love story about a girl and a boy falling in love with each other. It's much worse than that. I've been in love with my best friend, Mason, for a while now. But it wasn't till he started holding my hand at basketball games. Not couple hand holding, just small things like when we're in a line at the end of the game, while the crowd waits for us to bow.

That spark. I can't even look him in the eyes anymore, it's like getting lost in a endless blue ocean. I don't know if it's the hair, or the smile, or his eyes, but whatever it is makes my knees weak and my brain melt. He always finds a way to make me speechless. Obviously he doesn't know I'm gay. I don't even think I'm gay. I may be bi, I have no idea. What I do know is I have a little crush on one of my best friends. Massive crush, actually.

"Ben? Earth to Ben!" Mason snapped his fingers, rapidly in front of my face.

"Oh, what?" I asked, bouncing the ball on the floor.

"Who should I take to the dance?" He asked, continuing writing his paper. We're currently in English class.

"Why don't you just go by yourself again. We'll chill," I suggested, still spinning the ball.

"Mr. Cortet! Put away that thing before I have to take it away," Mr. Henderson yelled across the room from his desk.

"Yes, sir," I mumbled, sheepishly.

"So? Any suggestions?" He asked, as I tucked my ball underneath my chair.

"Nope, sorry," I spoke.

"Okay, dude. I just don't want to go to the spring dance alone again. It's getting boring watching couples slow dancing and being all lovey dovey. I don't want to go to the dance with you again. No offence," he mumbled, going back to his paper.

"None taken," I put up my hands in defence.

Actually a lot taken.

"What are you writing anyways?" I looked past his shoulder.

"Oh, it's about how the government-"

"Eh, I checked out the second you said, 'government'," I relaxed back in my chair.

He playfully punched my arm, "shut up," he chuckled.

I went back to my deep thoughts. Would he be okay if he knew I was gay? I hope so, not that I plan on coming out of the closet anytime soon. I don't think I can make it through one year of people calling me gay or fag. Just the thought if it makes me shudder. I hadn't realized Mason was poking my shoulder, until I saw the empty class room.

"Dude, what is it with you lately? Your always dozing off," he chuckled.

That is true, I have been dozing off a lot lately. And it doesn't help that Mason's always sitting right beside me when I do. He's making it almost impossible not to over think about how perfect he was. He's making everyday hard to make it through.

"Nothing. I guess I have a lot of things on my mind."

"I know the feeling."

You have no idea.

*******

It was now lunch time, as I made my way to the cafeteria. My mind couldn't help but wander back to my other best friend. Should I take her to the dance? No, she'll say no. Maybe I can ask her to go to the dance with Mason. As much as I hate the idea of Mason dating a girl, if he's gunna date a girl, it should be at least someone pretty and that I approve of.