Erm.. Who Are You Again? (Boy x Boy)

Chapter 9

Yayyyy

Chapter 9!

Okay everyone... well darn. I forget what I was gonna even say.

Whatever... Here we go!

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***Brayden***

Beep! Beep! Beep! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My alarm clock had woken me up from a nightmare. It was the same one I had been having for a few days now. Seeing the shadowy figure around everywhere at school, on the ride home with Chase, and over top of me while I am half asleep. I couldnt help but feel like the day was getting closer and closer to actually happening, and there wasn't a thing I could do to stop it.

A pillow smacked me in the face, and I heard Chase moan at me, "Shut. Off. Your. ALARM!" 

I hopped out of bed and slammed the off button. When I sat back down on my bed, I struggled to remember what I had been thinking about, what my dream had been about. I shrugged my shoulders, and stoot to turn on the light. Chase moaned out again, but this time, there were no words. It was just a long, agonizing moan. 

Since I had gotten all sweaty while I was sleeping, I decided to tke a shower. I walked up to the bathroom and started the water. I stripped out of my jammies while I waited for the water to warm up. When I was nude, I stepped into the hot running water. 

I followed my usual routiene, shampooing twice, getting the washcloth soapy, letting conditioner sit in my hair while I washed everything else. It was so routiene to me that I could go through all the motions without thinking about it, which was a good thing. I had other things on my mind. Like the school day. 

I knew that I had to say something to him soon. Lacey was right, guys like him, tall, dark, and handsome, dont stay single for long. If he didn't think that I liked him back, then he would move on to someone else. 

But at the same time, I've never even talked to a guy, let alone one who has some sort of interest in me! What was I supposed to even say to him? Where was I even supposed to start? 

I never even wanted to have a relationship in highschool... What have I gotten myself into? My mom and Paul both know I'm gay. But the idea of bringing someone home to meet them kills me. It wouldn't be so bad if my entire family wasnt so weird! But at the same time mom and Paul will want to meet him before I go any where with him. They have a list of questions they would ask him I bet. Like how long he has been driving, how old he is, where he lives, what his parents do for a living. God knows what else they would ask him.

But Diesel is so... gorgeous. His stature, his build, the way he spikes up his hair, but you can tell he doesn't use hair gel, because it doesn't look wet. Not to mention his amazingly muscled body. And the way he smells like cinnamon in the fall. He is perfect, and I've never wanted anything more in my life. I have to tell him about how I feel, and soon. The oppertunitity is slipping away. 

And Lacey was right. Life is too short. It's too short for someone to sit around and be unhappy. You only live once, so you have to do what makes you happy. Thinking this actually calmed me down. It's not like he doesn't like me back any way. 

I shut off the water after rincing off the soap and the conditioner out of my hair. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed my towel off my hook. Since there are four of us kids, and we have to share a bathroom, we all have our designated hooks. That way we don't have to use someone else's towel. Plus, if you use more then two towels in one week, Paul throws a bitch fit. He says it has something to do with saving water in the washing machene, but it's whatever.