Meeting Skies

Chapter 8

The walk was tiring. It was a very steep hill and you have to grab onto the trees so you don't fall on your back and roll back down.
Getting there was peaceful, we were talking about life and enjoying nature. The sound of the chirping birds, the blowing branches and leaves was very calm. We even stumbled upon a deer. Alex saw it first he made me duck behind a bush so that we could adore it's presence. I think he heard us whisper because he raised his head from the ground and started sprinting away.
We walked for about another five minutes, I know we're pretty far because we've been walking for about thirteen minutes.
I could hear the sound of running water. It sounded more like a cascade as we got closer.
"Here it is."
Alex says as he lays the basket and the blanket.
The view was beautiful, it made the walk worth it.
We were on the edge of a high cliff, at the bottom was a lake that was created by a water fall next to it. It was a great place to swim. The trees were heading deep into the distance not showing any sign of civilization, we were alone.
"So do you like it?"
Alex asked with a grin on his face.
"I love it "I whisper staring down at the edge.
"So what do you do for fun?"
"I don't do much" I try to avoid his question because I didn't want to admit that I have no friends.
"Can I ask you something Alex?"
"Ask away, talk to me"
"Why do you talk to me?, you know what people say about me, and by now you would have your own friends, but you decide to talk to me?"
"You're interesting"
"I want a real answer, because I don't understand, I don't get how you wanna talk to someone like me when you can be with people like you."
"People like me?"
"The cool kids."
I respond with a gentle tone.
"You catch my attention, but tell me why do you feel like that?"

I start to break down when he asked that. Shit I should've left it how it is.

"Never mind."
"No tell me."
"I,-I don't have friends, the only person from school that doesn't hate me is Nicole, I'm not like any of them, yet you wanna talk to me, and I don't understand why, why you want to talk to someone who's in the shadows of everyone else, someone who isn't seen."

He stays quiet and looks at the fall.
He finally turns to me, he reaches for my wrist and grabs it. His eyes meet mine and they stay there.
"I see you ."
I smile and release my wrist from his grip.
"So now can I ask you a question?"

I look at him, and I get that drop dead feeling at the pit of my stomach, every gay guy gets asked this question and even if the answer is obvious it's still a pretty uncomfortable situation. Even though Alex asked softly sounding like he's comprehensive I was still scared of how he will react to the response.

"Sure"
No please don't ask what I think your going to.
"Are you -"
"Yes."
I interrupt before he could even finish.
"So your into guys?"
"That's correct."
I wanna shield my face with my hands but I can feel his eyes on me , I don't wanna look at him, the face of disgust he must have , I look down at the dirt and start to pick the leafs that are growing out of the ground.

"So am I."
Did I just hear that, I kind of suspected it but I am still shocked. I look up at him and see his blue eyes focusing on me.
"Really?"
Silence.
"Yeah?"
"But you're a-"
"I know who I am, but I hate that , I hate that I'm this, because I can't be who I am. Everyone expects me to be who they want me to. To be the fuck boy, the guy that takes care of a girl, but I don't want to, they can handle themselves. I wanna take care of someone else, not someone that I'm expected to be with."

"When did you know?"

"I was always confused, I thought it was because I worked with so many people, that I just didn't have time for that, so every time I had feelings I would think oh well he's like your brother that's what your feeling, the Bro Love, but when I was with girls on movie premiers, I didn't feel right, they always assign one date for me, she's always the hot super model or the actress I worked with, but I don't like that, I don't want her, but I can't do anything about it because I'm expected to show up with her."
I was hearing a crack in his voice and I'm wondering if he's going to start to cry. He stares at the lake and then back at me.

"But you, your different. I've had feelings for a guy before but I always had to keep it a secret. And if they knew they did not like me for me, they would talk to me because of my social status, your different. You don't care who I am, I've known you for what three or four days and you haven't even thought about taking a picture. You show up to school and your the only kid that does not rush over to me. Because you don't care, and that drives me crazy about you. You see me, and I see you."

My heart is literally pounding, I feel like I'm about to get punk'd. This is too good to be true, someone interested in me?

"I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything."
He responds. He reaches for my hand and does not let go. I look down at our hands. He leans in and I close my eyes. I feel him grab my head and I feel the soft touch of his lips meet mine.