8. Fire

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Henry guided me to the fire pit and we sat together on a homemade bench. My dad didn't look to happy. But Benny looked like a kid in a candy shop. I decided not to look at anyone except the fire.

"Hey. Want a s'more?" Henry asked.

"Yeah. Sure" I glanced at him. The light of the fire lit up his face and casted shadows.

Henry carefully made the s'more and handed it to me. It looks so good. Slowly, I took a bite and moaned and the deliciousness.

"You like it?" Henry smiled.

I nodded, not wanting to talk with my mouth full.

"Good. We use cinnamon gram crackers and almond Hersey's bars"

I smiled. 

Dad seemed to notice my smile and he crossed his arms, staring at the fire.

Henry pulled the blanket around us and kept his hand around me.

My eyes wondered to his and we stared.

"You're eyes. They're beautiful" Henry smiled.

"So are yours" I mumbled in response.

My eye color is a chocolaty brown and my hair is a soft blonde. There is no way he is calling my eyes beautiful. He must be seeing things.

As we stared deeper in each others eyes, we seemed to get closer. Until my dad cleared his throat and Henry looked down.

"Dad" I whined.

"No. You are not to kiss him. Or any boy" He glared.

I sighed and leaned on Henry's shoulder.

What's wrong with me? First I am mesmerized by Henry's looks, then terrified, then I ruined my dad and I's relationship, now I don't want to be away from Henry.

"Getting tired?" Henry asked.

I nodded slowly. Maybe Henry will sleep with me tonight.

"C'mon. Lets get you to bed" Henry stood and pulled me to my feet.

"Goodnight boys" Benny smiled.

"Night" We smiled back.

Henry kept his arm around me until we reached the spare room. "Do you want to sleep in here? Or in my room?"

"Yours. Please"

"Alright" He picked up my bag and we went to his room.

From walking in, I noticed the bed wasn't made and clothes scattered the floor. Henry set my bag down in front of his dresser and sat down.

"Do you want to change?"

I nodded.

"I'm going to change, too" Henry grabbed pajama pants and slid off his shirt.

I stared for a second and removed his jacket and my shirt. Keeping my head down, I removed my pants and slid on comfy ones along with a shirt.

Henry lightly grabbed my arm and pulled me to the bed.

"Hey, Henry" I started.

"Yeah?"

"Does your dad... know you're gay?"

Henry watched my eyes "Yes. I came out to him a few months ago"

"How'd he react?" I asked.

"Well" Henry sighed "He reacted like your dad. But after a while he apologized for being rude and said that it was a beautiful thing"

"Do you think my dad will do the same?"

"I hope so" He kissed my forehead and cuddled me.

He was asleep in minutes. But I couldn't stop thinking about my dad. I hope it turns out the same as his. I don't want my dad to hate me forever. People are unpredictable. It's a low chance that they'll be the same.

Please forgive me.

I looked at Henry. He looks so cute and harmless when he's asleep. I leaned up and pecked his forehead.

For the rest of the night, I looked at the ceiling. I couldn't stop thinking about my dad. How things are going to fall apart. How much I fucked up...



BOOM New chapter! Took me maybe 45 minutes. But that's ok. Please tell me if you see any mistakes.


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