It had been six months since that date. He knew I was demisexual now. I felt like he understood me and this was comforting. I poured out my heart and soul to him and him to me but, I still felt like he was hiding something from me. I had no idea what it could be what is there to hide is he a criminal? Is he married? What could he possibly have to hide?
We were laying in my bed watching Netflix one night. I was snuggled against his chest I took a deep breath inhaling his scent. The smell of his job at Starbucks and his aftershave with a hint of peppermint. Sitting up pulling out of the security of his arms.
" We need to talk." I said.
" Anything wrong?" He asked.
" You're hiding something I know it, please you can trust me. Please Will you know you can trust me what is it?"
He breathed in and I waited patiently.
" I," He started " I am hiding something but it's no big deal and I can't tell you."
" Why can't you tell me." I asked raising my voice.
" I'm sorry I just can't yet." He said sadly his voice meek and small. He rubbed a hand through his hair and scratched his stubble.
"Yet what's wrong with now!" I was furious. He groaned in remorse for what he was about to do. I got this guy feeling something was very wrong.Will snapped his fingers and the room, the World......... dissolved.
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