The Ugly Ones | ✓

The Closet

Mark - Gay

I really hope this is not a fucking joke, because I'm going to fucking tell George I like him.

I can do this, I think and take a deep breath. My lungs ache from deep breathing so much, but I just feel like there's not enough oxygen at this moment.

My life will be ruined. Dad is going to hate me. I'll lose all my friends and George probably won't like me. Maybe he does not even remember my name. But I can do this.

I ring the bell from George's and Fiona's house, and it cracks open.

Shit.

"Mark," George says surprised. "What are you doing here?"

What do I do? Holy shit, I didn't even think what I would tell him. How do I say that I like him? 'I like you?' No! God, I'm nervous. My hands are sweating, and I feel like the air is super hot. It's december. I take another deep, deep breath.

"Mark?" He calls me. I probably look like a creep just staring weirdly at him, I'm sure I'm red from embarrassment.

I gulp. "Uhm, George, uh, I - wait, you remember my name?" I ask perplexed. He laughs.

"Of course I do, why wouldn't I?" I blink once, then twice.

"I - I don't know. I just thought, I assumed you did not," I explain. I clear my throat. Let's get over with this. "George, I came to tell you that I - I," this is ridiculous. I take a step forward and in a millisecond evaluate George's reaction. He stays still, he looks astonished, tho. I take another step, he does not move.

Okay.

My hands touch his cheeks and as simple as saying it is, I kiss him.

And the best part is, that he kisses me back.

Touchdown.

"Did he say something when you were leaving?"

"He just nodded, but I think he smiled. I don't know," I say.

She purses her lips, thinking. Then shakes her head, remembering what she was going to say before I distracted her with the whole 'I-kissed-George' thing. "You can do this, Marko, I believe in you. It will be alright. I can intervene if everything comes crashing down," Sarah tells me.

"Then prepare yourself to intervene, because it will be hell," I say with a dark humour. She glares at me, like telling me I should not be pessimistic.

I call dad.

"What?" He answers from his study.

"Can I come in?" I ask him with the calmest voice I have. But it trembles with the first words. He answers a 'yes'. I look at Sarah one more time. She gives me a nod, encouraging thumbs up and her sweetest smile. "Dad, I have something to tell you."

"I know you are gay, I know it all. It's okay, Mark; I accept you."

Those are the words I wish he had said.

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FUN FACT: Have you noticed I never do cliffhangers? No? Okay.

INTERESTING FACT: I was so tempted to make George push Mark away, because, you know. But I would not break your hearts that way. I'm not able to do that.

So, it's been a while. School is killing me but my GPA has to be very high so, school first, then Wattpad. Speaking of Wattpad. The new media thing won't applicate to this story, because I don't feel like it should. But maybe on my next book?

YOU HAVE TO WATCH THE VIDEO, LIKE, I SAW IT SOME TIME AGO, BUT I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT. ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS HAD TOLD ME ABOUT IT A MILLION YEARS AGO. I WANTED TO SHARE IT WITH YOU. IT'S SO. MY HEART. UGH. #thefeels.

Dedicated to inevitxble because, look at that banner.

Two more chapters to go!

Stay honest,

~Mercy