When Dreams and Reality Meet (BoyxBoy)

Goals : Ch. 7

Hey guys!

So, I wanted to upload this story again before I got back to school.

I go back to school Thur.! Yay! :-)

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-Chapter 7-

-Owen-

The weekend was over, and now it was time to return to my "work".

I was, once again, standing in the auditorium listening to Kevin ramble on about something incredibly boring.

"Look, Joshua-" I said, cutting him off.

"It's Kevin..."

"Whatever! I need the scripts for the drama club to be print off and prepared done first. This isn't my job, because I assigned it to you YESTERDAY through that very dreadful phone call I received from you. Get. It. Done. Only then will I even consider the home coming dance and what not." I snapped.

He nodded, and quickly scurried off like usual.

I groaned with frustration, when I heard that very familiar sweet voice.

"Aggravated, babe?" He asked innocently, coming up behind me to gently take my hand in his.

I turned and smiled kindly at him.

"Very." I confirmed, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

Jonah seemed to pause for a moment, giving some thought to something.

I gave him a puzzled look.

"May I ask what it is your thinking about?"

He gave me a knowing smile, which only confused me farther.

"I think that inside, you truly aren't that mean." He commented, which stunned me a little.

"You think you know me after two dates?" I challenged, trying to sound playful but I was quite curious.

"Not completely, no. But I know your kind, Owen."

"My kind?" I asked, starting to raise my guard.

"The kind who acts all tough, but is super kind and gentle on the inside. I think it's because of the pressure you've had your whole life."

I snickered, his comments vexing me. He truly was understanding me...

Which irritated me.

Jonah chuckled, smirking slightly.

"This irritates you, doesn't it?"

"I have no idea what your mumbling about." I stated innocently.

"You hate it that somebody cares for you so much, that they can practically read you like a open book."

I stared at him in disbelief.

Jonah smiled knowingly, taking my hand again.

"Meet me here again at the end of the day." I said, to which he nodded and we headed our separate ways to our classes.

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After a long day, all my classes ended and I finally got to spend time with Jonah.

I began walking towards the auditorium, soon enough reaching it and walking in.

Jonah was already waiting for me in the front row of chairs, so I slowly approached him.

He smiled at me gently as I took my seat besides him.

"So," I started, "I was thinking today we could discuss where to set up the art by using grade levels."

Jonah nodded.

"Sure. That'd work." He commented.

I began to write it down on my clipboard, when Jonah's hand gently rested on my arm.

"Are you mad at me, Owen?" He asked quietly.

"No, Jonah. I'm not mad." I stated nonchalantly.

Jonah gave me a questioning look, obviously not believing me.

I sighed, turning to face him.

"Babe, I'm not mad. I was just shocked that you.... Could read me so well."

Jonah nodded gently, looking down as if he was scolded.

"Hey," I said lifting his face to look at me,"I'm not good at talking about feelings. But, I want you to know that I really like you, okay?"

He nodded gently and pecked my lips.

"I like you too."

I smiled gently, and watched Jonah had he began to pull a piece of old ratty paper out of his backpack.

I felt my smile fade to be replaced by a puzzled look.

Jonah smiled at me and handed me the paper, which I started to read.

"It's a Life Goals list. I made mine this year because I had made one when I was five, but it was very unrealistic." He explained with a chuckle.

I smiled as I read them. Fall in love, go to college, become a professional artist, help raise my siblings, dance at my prom... I read them all, which there were many more, but I paused at the last one.

"Fill in later?" I read off, questioning it.

"I want to choose a dream with my spouse once I'm older, then fill it in." He explained with a flushed face.

-Jonah-

I was relatively embarrassed, but then Owen ripped out a piece of clean paper and began writing down his life goals.

He paused every time he wrote something down, but would quickly keep writing.

Once he finished he handed it to me to read. I gently took it and began reading...

Fall in love, be official with somebody, go to college, follow my dreams...

And the last one, like mine, was to fill it in.

I smiled and looked at him.

"What's your dream, Owen?" I asked.

Owen paused and looked away.

"It's alright, you don't have to tell me. But I want to let you know, I'm going to help you achieve all these things."

Owen looked at me and smiled.

I gently leaned over and kissed him, feeling his smile still through the kiss.

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