I fixed my bowtie in the mirror by the door, loving how the tux my father had given me fit perfectly. And that I'd actually managed to control my hair.
I looked hot.
I heard Abby's car pull up, and I shouted goodbye to my parents as I dashed out.
Jack's parents were really nice, and they actually seemed to like me. I met Reece, Jack's cousin and her best friend. She laughed a lot and was really cool to be around. Both girls were beautiful...
But Jack? He was...an angel.
He wore a white tux with a light blue shirt that made his eyes seem like sapphires. His smile was like diamonds. Hell, if I was a girl, I'd think he was better than any Tiffany's diamond
We were in the limo heading to the country club where the dance was, and everyone was laughing and smiling and happy. I was happy. Jack had chosen to sit in between Reece and I, leaving Abby with Jessica, Jack's friend, and Nick, who happened to have a huge crush on Abby.
I was looking out the window at the passing houses when I felt Jack's fingers reach for mine. I intertwined them and without thinking, laid my head on his shoulder.
I heard Jessica's giggle, expecting her to say some silly joke, but what she said instead shocked me.
"Aww, Jack, you and Nate are such a cute couple!" I sat up, blushing, but before I could say that we weren't dating, Jack leaned over and kissed me gently on the cheek.
"Not as cute as you, Nate," Jack said with a wink. He leaned in and whispered, "Just go with it. I wanna see how long it takes Jessica to realize we aren't a couple. And I wasn't lying, Nate. You do look stunning."
I really blushed then, and now everyone else was laughing. "Jack! Don't you know you have to save the dirty talk for after the dance!" Abby said as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at us.
The limo reached the club, and I was just about to get out when Jack patted my shoulder, telling me to wait a sec. I didn't have to wait long, though.
He opened my door, and held out his hand. The soft light from the white Christmas lights shone behind Jack, and I felt my heart clench as I realized just how beautiful he was.
"Shall we, Mr. Manson?" I laughed softly, and said in a husky voice, "I believe we shall, Mr. Bates." I took his hand, and intertwined our fingers together after I was fully out. We waited a moment for the others to go so we could have a moment.
"Nate, I'm sorry if any of that made you uncomfortable." Jack said, dropping my hand and stuffing his hands into his pockets. I sighed, knowing that know was the right time.
"Jack...I'm gay." Jack looked up at me in surprise. "Wait, what?"
I really hoped he was mad at me, or even worse, disgusted. "Um, yeah. I, uh, I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier." I rubbed my neck, embarrassed, until Jack grabbed my hand and once again, I found our fingers side by side.
"I'm okay with it. Actually, it means you'll know how to date another guy, because I really need a pretend boyfriend."
I looked quizzically at him, the warm evening air setting a romantic light as the sun finally dipped down behind the mountains. "I, uh, I know I just met you, but can I ask you a favor? Jessica's been obsessed with me since the freshman year, and I don't think she doesn't realize that I'm not interested in her. And she's not the only girl like that. So I just thought that maybe if I had a boyfriend, they'd get the point."
He stopped, looking at me with those beautiful eyes. I knew that this was just going to be a fake relationship, and I didn't know that I could take that chance.
"I don't know Jack. Can't you just tell them you're not interested?"
"I have, Nate. Believe me, I've tried. They just never listen."
I thought for a moment before sighing heavily.
"I don't know...." Jack looked at me with those sweet, beautiful eyes, and I sighed.
"Fine, but only because you're the only friend I have besides Abby."
Jack smiled. "Alright. But like I said, you'll have to lead. I...I'd be okay if you needed to kiss me or whatever. I will try my best."
I heard Abby call for us, almost out turn to go in and get our picture taken as well. Taking his hand, I led him to the red carpet, and as the photographer took our picture, I looked up at Jack, a smile on my face.
He turned his head , looking down at me with with a soft smile. I leaned up and laid a soft kiss on his nose, and his cheeks turned rosy, but just laughed softly.
Inside, everyone was dancing and laughing. I expected him to disappear to dance with friends, but he stayed with me and even introduced me to some of his friends.
It was as if time seemed to fly by the time the crowning of homecoming king and queen came. I stood outside on a balcony overlooking a lake, gazing up at the stars and listening as the two most popular seniors were crowned. I yawned and sat down on a bench, feeling tired down to my bones.
"Hey, there you are," Jack said as he walked out and joined me on the bench. We were silent, the night growing colder. I shivered, and Jack moved closer to me, his body heat barely keeping me warm.
"Hey Nate, can I ask you something?"
I smiled, his voice so beautiful. "How would you feel if I asked you to kiss me on stage after I get crowned at homecoming king?"
My eyebrows shot up. "You want me to get up on that stage, in front of everybody, and kiss you?" Jack nodded, and I could tell he wasn't lying because he had a genuine smile on his face.
"Okay. I'll do it. But, uh, I should warn you, I've never kissed anyone."
Jack looked surprised, but simply said, "Okay. Let's practice." He stood up and held out his hand, helping me stand. He slowly backed me up against the balcony railing, our eyes staying locked the whole time.
"Jack...I-I-" Jack placed a finger on my lips, silencing me. "You always have to be so shy, don't you?" His mouth was mere inches away from mine, his breath gently brushing against my lips.
I looked into those beautiful blue eyes, so full of light, and I felt myself relax into his touch. His finger left my lips, but returned, cupping my cheek.
Jack leaned in and kissed me on the nose, then my cheeks before just barely pulling away. "Nate...thank you, for everything," he said, and then his mouth met mine, so soft and gentle and warm against mine. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him closer into me. I had kissed him before, but it wasn't a true kiss, and Jack hadn't even been awake. No, this was a true kiss, and I couldn't keep ahold of my emotions any more.
His tongue flicked against my bottom lip, and I let him in, moaning as his hot breath mixed with mine. His hands left my hair and ghosted down to my waist, holding my hips steady before just barely grinding against me. I gasped as he mixed this with kissing my neck, and I wanted nothing more for our clothes to disappear; for me to get to see his beautiful body again.
We both jumped when someone cleared their throat from behind us, announcing their presence.
"Hi boys. Hate to interrupt, but Jack is needed." Reece's voice reached my ears, but I didn't understand anything she had said. Jack was resting his forehead against mine, our eyes seeming to speak to each other.
The next few minutes were a blur, the faces just a bunch of random colors. I watched in a kind of haze as the principal announced Jack as the homecoming king, and I was only brought to reality by the sound of his voice saying my name, beckoning to me.
And then suddenly I was on stage, and my body acted for me, running and jumping into Jack's arms, kissing him with such a fierce passion that I was sure our lips would be bruised later on. The cheers reached my ears, and I broke away, blushing and burying my face into his neck.
I knew that in my heart, I would always remember this night, no matter what happened or how long it had been. I would never forget the night I kissed Jack Bates.

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RomanceHe was a jock. He was a nerd. Can I make it anymore obvious? Nate Manson is the quiet, shy nerdy boy, complete with the nerd glasses and ruffled hair. Jack Bates is the jock of the school, but he's definitely not the stereotypical jock; instead...