The Sound that Saved Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 18: Confessions

                 

Joe's PoV:

"Shhh, you don't get to talk." The South African cut me off, locking our eyes intimately as he still hovered above me.

I was in shock that I couldn't move, so I laid there waiting for him to finish, " They were all over you, hugging and kissing you. Heck! A girl even suggested that you looked good together with her friend. So don't expect me to keep a cool head, I can never do that when it comes to you."

I gulped dryly as I continued looking up at the blonde, not expecting him to be so honest. Caspar then moved from his position, sitting next to my head while I stayed there in my place, half of my body was on the bed.

Did Caspar really like me that much?

Is he not embarrassed? God.

"I- I was annoyed, I'm not going to lie. I just, didn't like them touching you, at all. I know they are your fans, but still..." he trailed off, closing his eyes as if he was gathering his thoughts.

I sat up slowly, crossing my legs as he turned to me" I want to be the only one who does that. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine. Mine alone..." he reached out his hand and cupped my cheek, looking me straight in the eye.

He looked so sad.

My room was partly dark, exposing part of his face. Rain still dripped outside, adding a background sound to the silence that suddenly fell between us.

"I- didn't like it too," I managed to choke out after a while, ending the quite.

"Didn't like what?" he said softly, furrowing his eyebrows as he stroked my cheek gently.

"The way Larry was...you know," I turned my head away, " he was flirting with you. Even before."

I can't believe I just said that.

Caspar's pupils widened. The blonde then threw his arms around my neck unexpectedly, placing his forehead on my shoulder while groaning, " Oh god, you're torturing me."

"What?"  I muffled through his hair.

"I'm trying so hard not to touch you and kiss you all over," he paused, shifting his head." I- god Joe, I love you." he husked near my ear, making me shiver all over.

He loves me?

What?

And as if he heard my thoughts, Caspar trailed his lips from my ear to my neck; his hot breath tickling my skin before placing small pecks there, " I do. A lot."

Oh god, Caspar...

I found myself pushed back gently on the pillow, as his kisses escalated to deep ones and created love bites as the younger boy ravished my neck all over with no patience.

"Casp-ar", I groaned, cherishing the feeling of his lips that kissed my neck so lovingly. I threw my head back, allowing his lips better access while I merged my hands in his soft hair.

Jesus.

He detached his lips from my neck, and looked at me with those blue eyes that glowed with lust, " does this mean that you feel the same way? Cause Joe, I want you. I need you so bad."

He needs me.

A whimper escaped me when I heard those words.  There was no turning back now; I had to spill it out before I burst (no pun intended I swear). Besides, I needed something to remember him by before he leaves to peruse his career. I needed to confirm my feelings to him before everything shatters.