BEHIND THESE DOORS

19

Screech POV:

Eyes was practically yanking me down the hallways— his grip on my hand hard. "Ow— damn, what has you so mad??"

He grumbled. "Fuckin' Giggle kissing your sister..."

I shrugged. "Eh, never really liked her anyway..."

He snapped back to look at me, letting go of my hand. "What?  Why would you lie?"

"Uh... heat of the moment...?"

Eyes thought for a moment, thinking over my answer... "ok... yeah." He began to walk beside me again, a bit more slow. I reached down to hold his hand, but he didn't hold mine back. It felt like a thousand knives in my heart, it physically hurt. Why the fuck did I care!?

Why the fuck did I feel this way if I wasn't gay!?

"Eyes...?"

"Hm?"

I reached up and scratched the back of my neck. "I... was lying. I don't have it figured out... I said I liked Giggle because I just..." All of a sudden, I couldn't get my words out... they all caught in my throat, swirling around like a storm. "I-I... I was anxious..."

Eyes stopped. "Anxious? Over what?"

I sighed, continuing to walk. "What you'd think... I was... embarrassed."

"Embarrassed?" He laughed. "Why'd you be embarrassed?"

"I... don't know." I admitted, a small chuckle in my voice. "I... wanna impress you."

"Oh!" I looked over to see his cheeks turn slightly pink. I laughed a little, the lump in my throat clearing... "impress... me? I'm a fuckin' idiot, why'd you wanna impress me??"

I raised a brow. "Idiot?? Have you seen yourself?? You're the smartest person I know, right beside Figure."

"Yeah..." he opened the door to the hotel. "I... don't know about that." He let out an awkward chuckle.

Then it hit me.

I was gay. Fuck.

I was gay for my best friend. Double fuck.

What was I gonna do about this!? Was I even gonna do about this!? Just keep my feelings right in my chest until I die?!... actually, not a bad idea. Maybe I could be slick... on top of the roof is the perfect opportunity to get slick.

I spent the rest of the walk up there scheming about what I was gonna do. I didn't want to come across as creepy, but at the same time, there was no way I'd be able to tell him, "hey, dude, I like you." I looked over to him... just make a move... can't be that hard, right? Right??  Man, I'm literally cooked... I'm burnt, roasted, toasted, and medium rare. I'm so cooked you could serve me at a five-star diner...

I didn't even notice we had made it to the gate until I slammed my head into the black, metal gate that led into the garden... "damn, you good, bro—" Eyes said, taking my hand.

"Yeah," I let out an awkward chuckle. "I'm good..." my words trailed off as I began to open the gate. "After you, m'lady."

"How chivalrous..." he laughed. Totally nailed that.

I walked alongside him to the statue, our footsteps asynchronous. The tension was thick, our silence awkward— at least on my end. I was sweating, thinking about what to do, what to say— FUCK, I'm a pathetic mess!

Why the hell am I getting flustered?!

Deep breaths, Screech... deep breaths. Nameste.

Man, what was I gonna do when we got up there?!— I didn't have a plan, not one that would work! I suck at this! God, what to do—!!

Ok, what's the end goal? Rizz him up, kiss him?? I don't even know. How to we get there?? By following the yellow brick road, of course! FUCK! Ok, I'll just like... grab this thigh or some shit, I dunno. This is gonna end terribly, isn't it?

"Screech, are you getting up here or what??" Eyes' voice rang from above. I snapped my head to look up, to see him at the top already.

"Uh— yeah, sorry." I began pulling myself up.

By the time I got up, Eyes was already on the roof, making his way to the flat part we sat on together. God... my worst fear. Leap of faith. I made the mistake of looking down at the ground... deep breaths. I was so high up...

"You good over there?" I couldn't even respond to his words... I backed up, but slipped, causing me to trip. "HOLY SHI—" thank GOD, Eyes was there to help me in time, pulling me over to the roof.

I sat up, practically hyperventilating. "Holy shit... holy fuck..."

"Dude, are you ok!?" He bent over in front of me, his voice laced with urgency and concern.

"I feel like I just got stabbed with an epi-pen at a Jonas brother's concert... fuck..."

He tried his best not to laugh at that... but he did. He laughed a lot. It made me laugh... fuck, he sounded so silly...

I was keeled over on the ground, laughing hard as shit, almost having split open my head. Eyes laughed with me, until his laughter died down, and he stopped... I continued laughing, not noticing it.

Once I finally calmed down, I looked up to watch him staring at me, tentatively. I could faintly see his piercing amber eyes as the wind blew through his bangs. "You—" I let out a wheeze. "— you good, bro?"

"Yeah..!" He let out an awkward cough. "I'm all good, man...!- uh, let's go." He extended a hand, which I gladly took, finding my footing beneath me.

He plopped down next to me on the roof, propping himself up by the hands. I scooted closer to him... first step done. I put my hand on his... second step done. Took a deep breath, trying to keep my cool... I could feel adrenaline rushing through my veins— it was a feeling I got around him a lot, one I'd grown used to... but this time, it felt exhilarating.

"So... I just have something to say..." I muttered, my mouth moving before I could censor it. Eyes looked over at me, tilting his head. "... I kinda liked it when we kissed..."

I looked up at him, his cheeks painted a slight rosy color. "... I did too."

"Can I...?"

"... sure."

I slowly leaned in, reached my hands up and put them on his neck, causing his breath to hitch. I pressed my lips to his... they felt cold, but I found myself wanting more and more of them. The adrenaline rushed through my veins as I softly moved my lips against his... fuck, I was actually doing this... I'm so fucking confident.

I made a move, now I'm owning it. Girl power. I knew to pull away when I felt his tongue run across my bottom lip, knowing that would be too far... although I did kinda want it... we both sat there for a second, our faces still close together.

I started internally screaming.

I had just done that. I had just borderline made out with my best friend, wearing his saliva on my lips like a fucking badge of honor.

I let out a shaky middle schooler type laugh, a little giggle. He laughed along with me... "... I'm gonna be honest, I'm kinda scared..." Eyes spoke out, "what does this make us..?"

"... Friends."

"Yeah, friends..." his hands found their way to my hips, lightly gripping.

I smiled at him. "Friends... just with a few benefits."

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(Hoes gon go CRAZY w dis 1. Be prepared, the next chapter is gonna be APE SHIT— well, I expect it to be. If it isn't, whoops. Either way, shit's about to go down.)