Touchless (BL)

Chapter Three

After class...

I was shocked in a moment when I saw Brent sleeping on his table. I walk silently and tried not to wake him up until I reached him.

Should I wake him up? I asked myself. I look around. There were only the two of us. And this is the first time that I got the chance to see him sleeping.

"B-Brent..." I whispered. Hoping he can hear me. "Brent..."

I tapped his shoulder. "Brent, wake up." But no respond. I lean forward. "Brent..."

And the next thing I knew, my face was close to his. He grabbed me. And when he opened his eyes he just pushed me.

"Woah!"

"Ah!"

"Hans! W-wha... what happened?" Brent asked me.

I shook my head. "Nothing happened. I'm just trying to wake you up," I explained.

He messed up his hair. "Sorry," I heard he says in lower voice.

"Are you okay?" I asked Brent.

He smiled. The smile that didn't reached his eyes. "Do I look like I'm troubled?"

I bite my lips. "S-sorry..."

"You don't have to say sorry. I'm just... Hah! I'm just brokenhearted?"

"Huh?"

"My girlfriend and I broke up today," he said while looking out the window. "She just said that I'm not in love with her. And he found someone new..."

"........."

He looked at me. "It's unfair," he said in sad voice. "It's unfair. I loved her!" he shouted.

I don't know but seeing him getting hurt like this is like... I shooked my head. This is not the time for me to think that way. Get a grip of yourself, Hans!

"......." I don't know what to say. I don't know if I have to stay here or should I leave him alone. I choose the latter.

When I'm about to leave he grabbed my hand and hugged my waist. I freezed. The feeling of being hugged by him was overwhelming. I have never been this nervous in my life.

What should I do? What should I do? That questioned keep on repeating at the back of my mind.

"B-Brent..." I called his name.

"Just stay for a while... please..." he beg. Pulling me close to him.

"Brent!" I shouted.

"Stay, Hans... Stay..."

I tried myself not to do something but in the end... I caressed his hair. And hugged him, too.

That moment. That particular moment I felt that there something in me changed. But I'm afraid to face it.

I am afraid to lose Brent. I am afraid losing the beginning of our friendship... The beginning that will change my life completely.