Hate To Love You

10

~🍂 Azariah 🍂~

It'd been a week since resumption and this session was already looking as bland and colourless as the rest of my high school earlier years and most of my time even before that if I'm being honest.

Thankfully, this was my last year and I could finally do what I really wanted to do. I could finally focus on what made me whom I wanted to be, what made me happy and not what made the Azariah Zayne people chose to see.

The thought put a smile on my face, that is until I remembered I still had to tell my mom what it was before I could actually do it.

That, made my smile recede, a heavy sigh serving as replacement. There was no possible reason I couldn't tell her. She never presented me with one. At least not since she'd made herself emotionally available to me, yet, I couldn't bring myself to tell her.

I was currently laying back flat on my bed and I let my hand run through my hair in frustration. I knew she wouldn't mind so I wondered why! I couldn't bring myself to tell her.
It also made me wonder what kind of a son I was, not trusting my own mother when she gave practically no reason not to place my trust in her.

I let my eyes travel my room and they landed on the framed photograph of myself and my mom which sat on my reading table.

The photo itself wasn't anything too special. It was simple but if held a memory dear to me. It was the first time my mom had taken the initiative with me.

My mom and I had gone to a fair at my request and we'd used the photo booth. Both of us had goofy looks on our faces. It sat well on my then 14 year old self but it was awkward on my mom who'd finally decided on spending more time with me after years of pretending like I didn't exist. I was something she'd avoided at all cost back then but now, the goofy smile was a look she wore well if she needed to.

The loud ringing of my phone in the previously silent room, drew my attention away from the photo frame and it's lovely memory to the caller ID displayed on the phone's screen.

"Sup Kay?" I spoke bringing the phone up to my ear.

"Come over" was all he said before I heard the beeping that signalled the call had been disconnected.

I searched my memory trying to remember how or why I made the weirdo my friend and face palmed when my mind drew a blank sheet.

Nevertheless, I changed out of my shorts, pulling on black loggers and an aqua marine hoodie over my white tee. My black sneakers went well with the set and after a quick hair ruffle, I grabbed my phone heading down the stairs.

"Where are you off to with that goofy smile on your face?" My mom's voice startled me just as much as her presence on the living room sofa did.

"Hi momma. Good afternoon." I chuckled earning an 'mmm' and a smile in response.

"When did you get back?" I asked leaning on the sofa and planting a peck on her temple.

"Not quite long ago. You heading somewhere?" She asked again.

"Yes I am. Heading over to Kayden's." I responded.

"Hmm. I guess I'll speak to you later then." Her words made me raise an eyebrow but I just nodded. Maybe I can finally tell her later tonight.

I again leaned down and placed another peck on her temple. "Bye momma. See you later" I said as she ran a hand through my hair.

Once I arrived at Kayden's place, instead of knocking, I input the code on the keypad which granted me access once it'd been verified.

I let my eyes quickly glance around the living room which led to the open kitchen layout of the house. It looked a lot like the main family house, courtesy of his mom but that wasn't my main focus. My weirdo of a friend wasn't anywhere in sight so I headed straight to his room.