12: Dance

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by kllcarlxD

by kllcarlxD

Caesars POV

Something inside me stirred as the day arrived. The dance.
I'd skipped almost every school dance ever. They didn't matter. Not when I had no one to go with and knew everyone would be shoving me with anyone and asking me, "Do you like ___ Caesar?"

It was an effort to smile. But it wouldn't be once I saw him. Elijah. I hadn't seen him all day when the time for the dance finally came. He looked amazing in his white suit. I thought my legs would turn to jello and I would collapse to the ground. I contained my excitement by fidgeting and trying not to open my big fat mouth.
The music started and all the girls went crazy, running around as fast as they could. Boys yelled and ran to the line for food. Some stood in groups and talked. There were even some dancing— badly. Suddenly my senses kicked in. The loudness of the music, screaming, talking, everything. I wanted to leave. I had to leave.

"Caesar? Are you alright?" his voice pulled me out. He understood. No one ever understood. He knew I couldn't do it. Couldn't walk into that gym. Couldn't dance. So he understood and he supported me. He'd felt that way before.
"Yeah. Sorry. Just tired." I mumbled, hoping he wouldn't push it further. His face fell and he took me by the hand.

"Let's just talk." Elijah smiled. We sat against the bathroom wall. It felt familiar. The place we've been sitting countless times since the beginning of our friendship. Our knees touching, my arm leaning over his. The feeling of his breath fanning over my face, the scent of cologne, the smell of soap... I loved it.
We stayed like that for a while. A blush heated my cheeks and Elijah motioned to me.
"I...I'm gay. I always have been...and I'm sorry for kissing you without asking or wondering how you felt. I didn't even know how I felt." I confessed, shocked I finished the sentence.
Elijah's eyes widened for a second and then he grinned. "I thought I was being obvious." he laughed quietly.

"Not really." I said and chuckled. "I think I hated the idea of me being gay so much that I pushed it away. It felt like all the k-kids at school were pressuring m-me" I began to stutter. I'd never talked this much. Still, Elijah still grinned and hugged me. "Aw Caesar. That's all I needed you to say." he whispered into my ear. I hugged him tighter and buried my face in his neck. This was nice, just like old times. I wished this could last forever...that we could stay like this forever. I could imagine myself waking up next to him every morning. I'd probably be happy. I now understood how obvious he was being. How close we were. How oblivious I was.

"Want to kiss for real this time? I won't run away." Elijah jokingly mocked me and I blushed, beat red. Our lips connected before I could think as I leaned in. My heart exploded.

It felt right this time.