The boy who saved the light

Chapter 14

Wilbur had told me that he was going to be leaving forever. Not yet, but at the end of the school year.

And I was scared.

I didn't want him to leave before I got the chance to tell him my feelings. So I was going to spend the next few weeks working up the courage to tell him before he left for good, and then I would have to let these feelings die.

I didn't want them to die.

Whatever magic Wilbur was using on my mind, it was working. I no longer hated myself for having feelings for him and being gay. I wasn't going to tell him this, but whenever he used his magic on me, it actually felt really good. It made me look forward to him using it again.

Over the next few weeks, I planned out what I was going to say to him. I wanted to say that I didn't care if he didn't feel the same, and that I just wanted to get this off of my chest so I wouldn't feel bad about not telling him for the rest of my life.

Okay, maybe not the rest of my life, but for a while afterwards.

Weeks went by and I still haven't told him how I felt. I was trying to find the right moment, but I could never seem to.

Since we had won our last game, that meant that we were going to the state championship. We were going to be leaving after school at the end of the week, and we would be staying in some kind of fancy hotel for the weekend.

I had promised Wilbur that I would text him the entire time. I was also going to be giving my Aunt updates, since she insisted.

I left class a little early at the end of the day to head over to the bus. All of my stuff was in the locker room, so I needed to grab it. I didn't want to leave without anything.

I sent Wilbur a text saying that I was leaving. He probably wouldn't see it until his class was over, but I knew he would still see it.

About thirty minutes into the bus ride, I received a text from Wilbur.

"I hope you have fun! Also, please win for me."

"Will do." I responded.

After a few hours, we made it to the hotel. Everyone was pretty tired. Before we could rest, they needed to tell us what rooms we were staying in. "Ben and Tyler, you will be sharing room 203. Aiden and Scott will be in room 205, and Nicholas and Lucas, you'll be in 207."

Everyone took their things and went into their assigned rooms. I knew I was going to be sharing a room with someone, and I was glad it was Lucas.

Lucas was one of the less harsh people on the team. He didn't poke fun at me as much as other people did, and I respected him for that.

After getting settled into our rooms, I decided I was going to sleep. I knew that plenty of others would be sneaking around to their friend's rooms, but I wasn't. I wanted to be well rested tomorrow.

Before I could, Lucas asked me something. "Are you really dating that one boy? I'm not trying to be mean, I just want to understand."

"Oh, I'm not." I said. But I wished I was.

"Okay then." Like he said, he didn't ask any more questions.

I went to sleep, hoping that this championship was going to be great.

Over the next day, I was texting Wilbur in between games. I told him what our scores were, what teams we were playing against, and if we had won or not. I was sending him messages constantly. They were still making jokes, but I didn't care. I just couldn't wait for this to be over and for us to win.

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I was sitting in class one day when I heard people talking. We were supposed to be studying for our finals, and the teacher was letting us study in groups. I didn't have any friends in this class considering that my only friend is Wilbur, so I wasn't working with anyone.