The American Nightmare [BoyXBoy]

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I retrieved two pairs of jeans from the trunk of my car, because I kept some spare clothes as I sometimes preferred sleeping there than in my actual room. It was less comfortable, but it felt nicer. Kellin and I both awkwardly struggled into them, so that we would not be harmed by the stinging nettles and spiky bushes, while traveling into the forest.

We set off, adventurously pacing forward in search of nothing in particular. I found it cute how Kellin decided to lead the way, although he had no idea what he was doing. It was like he was trying to be in control, or at least show me that he could, but was not very good at it. I hoped that we would not get lost, but my sense of direction was quite good so it was not very likely.

With the sounds of the crunching leaves below our feet, the two of us trotted in a comfortable silence, before it was broken by a high-pitched squeak. I found Kellin waving his arms around like he was trying to swat something away, but instead his foot got caught under an overgrown tree root and he tripped, falling on top of me. I, of course, was caught off guard and lost my balance too, causing both of us to collapse to the ground with him on top of me, still panicking.

I could not stop the laughter from escaping my lips, when he tried sitting up but got frightened by whatever insect was circulating our heads, and fell again. I smugly observed as Kellin desperately stumbled onto his feet, while still being chased by the ferocious bee, and the smile could not leave my face. He was such a dork!

Finally, the bug stopped flying after him, when he sprinted up to me and helplessly clutched onto my arm, almost shaking. The bee left him alone right away. I seemed to always have that effect on animals. I also knew exactly why, but there was no way I was telling Kellin that. Or anyone, for that matter. But he would find out soon.

After a few hilarious seconds, the man (who acted more like a boy) pulled away and looked down at his feet, giving me a sheepish smile that was accompanied by a pair of burning cheeks.

"Sorry," he giggled, "I just really hate insects."

I snorted out loud, and rolled my eyes. He could be so clueless sometimes and it was very cute.

We made our way further through the trees but, this time, I went first because Kellin was too scared to do so. The trees obscured the rays of sunlight, so most of our surroundings were dark, however not dark enough for everything to be shadowed completely. It was a peaceful hike with many breaks, but what we did not expect was to find a lake.

Both of us gasped at the sight of it, as it was set in the middle of a small clearing and flowed deep into the forest. We approached it speedily, relieved to finally see something other than trees and bushes. I noticed that the sky had turned dark, as if a black curtain was thrown over the bright blue, and I wondered how long we had truly been out and what time it was. There was no way for me to know; the two of us left our phones in the car.

It was a nice change to sit down by the water, shrug our shoes off and feel the cool wetness against our feet. Kellin and I lay down, side by side, partly submerged in the water, and dreamily gazed up at the sky above.

The crescent moon illuminated Kellin's face, making it stand out like it was in a spotlight and I could not help but look to the side and admire his features. He had soft, blue eyes, which were quite feminine but in the good way, and were trained on the stars, holding the reflection of the majestic moon. His long hair sprawled out across the grass like a black veil and messily tangled together. The delicate pink lips that decorated his face were pursed neatly, with the corners twitching up slightly every once in a while.

"It's such a beautiful view," he whispered, finally breaking into a smile at the sight above him.

"I know," I murmured, still staring at him.