Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 48 - Sick and tired

Tears streamed down my flushed cheeks, my breath hitching in my throat as sobs escaped my lips. I felt so pathetic, I felt like die, I just wanted to disappear.

Just when I thought everything was going alright, when I thought everything might work out, here I was sobbing and broken.

I felt Westons hand cup my chin before he lifted my face up to his. There, I saw the clear concern written all over his face. "What happened? Who knows what?" He asked, the hint of concern obvious in his voice as he held me close, not even caring if we were out in the open.

I sniffled, turning away from him as tears just kept flowing. "T-the picture, of us kissing. Everyone's seen it, Weston... Hic... They know I'm a fucking fag" I sobbed.

I watched Weston's eyes widen a bit as he heard my words. He stayed silent for a bit, only letting my sobs fill the silence.

Did he feel disgusted? Maybe he only liked it when we were a secret, but now it's out he doesn't want anything to do with me? Even the thought about that just made me weak in the knees.

But as my breath continued to hitch in my throat, I suddenly felt him pull me closer to his chest before wrapping his arm around my waist. "You're not a fag, so don't say that" He whispered as his other hand reached up to wipe my tears. "Let's just get you out of her first" He says before he then grabbed my hand and began pulling me away.

I could only sniffle and keep my head low. The only thought that filled my head was just to disappear to a place where nobody knows me.

He led me outside of the school to a quiet corner of the building before he stopped and began to wipe my tears away. I wonder how he still looked so composed even though I just told him out entire school knows we're gay. I'm literally breaking down, but he seems okay.

"A-aren't you scared?" I stuttered, my voice shaky.

He stopped from wiping my reaming tears and only kept his hands on my cheeks. "Scared of what? What people will think?" He asked, his voice soft.

I sniffled and nodded a bit.

"No. Why would I be? I'm only scared of losing you, Lewis. You're all that matters to me" He whispered as his thumb rubbed my cheek. "Do you know how I felt when the first thing I see this morning is you crying? It crushed me and made me think, who made my Lewis like this?" He admits as I could see the sincerity in his eyes. His words replayed in my mind as his gaze held mine.

I shut my eyes and let out a shaky breath. This was really too much for me. Even with Weston's words, the thought of what everyone might think still bothered me.

"Haa, come here" He sighed before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close. "Wanna skip school today? We can just stay over my house and maybe watch a movie. I'll even buy you ice cream" He whispered as he soothingly rubbed my back. I remember the last time I was at his house and he suggested we watch a movie. It was a movie date gone wrong. But I didn't hate the idea.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and relaxed into his warmth. "O-okay—"

"Lews!" I paused before Weston and I both turned our heads and we were met with Brent staring at us. Huh, this feels like a strong sense of Deja Vu. I watch Weston fold his lips and Brent gaze soon landed on Weston before there was an awkward silence.

Right, I never did tell the other everything was okay with the other.

"B-brent..." I called out as I slowly unwrapped my arms from Weston's neck and turned to him. "I—"

"It's fine. I already said I'm cool with it" He cuts me off before stepping closer and placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I gave a soft smile before nodding at him.