It was the morning after last nights strange events. What even happened? Did we hookup? Was it a dream? And to my relief I woke up with all of my clothes on. My head was pounding and I felt like I was going to throw up.
I was glad the we didn't like have sex or anything because then it would involve me falling in love with him and eventually I have to tell my parents I like boys. Ugh such a struggle. So while im still figuring out if I'm gay or not I still need to do some exploring.
I looked to my side to find a very shirtless Joey. I hope Blake didn't come back last night. I didn't really know what to think I mean I kissed him and I think I like him but one question does he feel the same way.
Let's face it he was practically the one who made the first move not me. I wonder if he likes Blake?? As im trying to remember everything that happened I cant help but watch him while he was sleeping. (Creepy right?)
He looks so peaceful (not to be cliche or anything) I was struck back to reality when I heard a loud groan come from right next to me. "Hey babe"he said with a cheeky smile. Whoa it was just a kiss I didn't know we agreed on being exclusive but I'll make an exception.
We just lay there and stare at each other and admiring each other, well at least I was admiring him and his muscles and all that jazz.
He suddenly jumped up from his bed and asked if I wanted breakfast, and as little hiney I would never reject food so why not. We both ran downstairs to make eggs, bacon, and pancakes.
I'm so confused about what we are, are we friends or more....
