I Can't Believe Its You (DaveJohn AU)

Next Morning Aftermath

(I apologize for no updates for about a month. We had some urgent difficulties that we had to take care of. ~Aysh)

Dave's POV

I rubbed my arms covered with my red sleeves. The irony couldn't get enough of me can it? With my backpack strapped around my shoulder I went out after bidding my brother goodbye, once outside I saw John waiting for me at the end of the driveway. My heart fluttered and I smiled softly. There he is.

"Good morning Dave~" he chimed as he walked up to meet me halfway.

"Got a cake again?" I asked.

"Cakes." he corrected as he pulled out a small container filled with miniature cakes.

Arching a brow I stared at the multiple cakes that filled the container; he gave a small pout as he opened the top and pulled out one. The cake was about as big as an Oreo cookie.

"Wow, such a nice dad." I said as I took it from his grasp.

John rolled his eyes as he put the top back onto the container and placed it in his bag. We then started to make our way to school, it surprisingly wasn't that far which was a relief, but walking with John was like a dream that I don't want to end.

"So..." he trailed, "How do I...Do we tell...."

I looked at him through my shades, eyes looking at his deep blues. The sun shone down making his glasses glare white, but I could still tell that he was getting nervous. I tilted my head as I took a bite into the cake I took from him.

"How??" I questioned.

"About last night," he said, "Like...Do we...."

Last night. So that was it. I licked my lips as I thought about it, what do we do? I can't even tell if what he said last night was legit or an ironic answer. ' Love you to. Ironically.' Was that just an answer to match me? But we -kissed,- he was the one to start it too. Was it pity?

"John." I said, "While we're alone now, can I ask you something?"

The other looked at me a little confused on my actions, but nodded. My lips pursed as I looked over him; he's the same person you fell in love with, there's no need to be afraid...Who am I kidding there are loads of reasons to be afraid. His anti-homosexual swing.

"You kissed me. You started the kiss..." I trailed, "So what does that make us? Still 'Bros?' Bros don't just kiss each other and act like it's nothing when both know that one has romantic feelings for the other. Bros can't just go through all of this shit when the feeling is unrequited. Bros ca-"

"Dave!"

John's voice raise got me to stop in my words; his face showing utter frustration. I stared at him, my emotions starting to swirl in my stomach; I over did it didn't I? I messed up. My hand rose and I lifted up my shades to cover my eyes. I sniffed as I let out sharp breaths,

"Dave...Oh god Dave I'm-"

"Don't...It's alright..." I trailed as my other hand came up to help cover my eyes, "It's alright...Dreams will be dreams, words will be words."

I don't know what is happening anymore; he could have left and I would just be standing here looking like the idiot I am...But soft fingertips brushed my wrists, grabbing onto them and slowly bringing my hands down. My eyes refocused to the darkness of my shades to see John in front of me.

"Jo-"
"Dave..." he trailed, ""Dave I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all of those stupid things that I've said about homosexuality. I didn't know...I didn't know you'd impact me this much...."

Though my ears heard everything he said my heart was still in denial. Words are just words. Words will be words, but they hurt so much. My eyes trailed down to look at the ground, our shoes in my line of sight. Silence rung around us, his hands still holding onto my wrists gently.

"Remember what I said that first day?" he asked me, " 'I'd totally hit that ' is what I said. Remember that?"

The memory of those words 2-3 weeks back rung in my head. I've forgotten about that conversation. How could I? Oh right, it's because I've been living a dream everytime I'm with this dork. Hesitantly I looked up at him, the sun's glare covering his pupils from my sight.

"Well...I'm not going to back out of my words." he said.

It felt like I died right there. My heart fell 600 feet below ground and sprang right back up at full speed. I threw myself at him, my arms wrapping around his figure. He stumbled back, but caught his footing and wrapped his own arms around me.

"John."

"Dave."

"...Let's get to school."

I heard a small chuckle as he replied, "Right."

(This what I could muster up- I apologize, we still have a lot of thinking and talking to see where we're going with this.)