Yes , Im Gay

Chapter 2

Eric's pov

It's Thursday and since Monday, Joey won't even look at me. I really messed up. I shouldn't have let my stupid problems get in the way of our friendship. I mean, I get that he was just worried and I really shouldn't have snapped at him, but he made me!

I was just protecting my secret, not that it's secret anymore. My body shouts out to everyone 'Hey look at me! I weigh 100 pounds at age 16! And why do you think? Yup, I'm anorexic!"

Math class is the worst of them all. Joey, sits right next to me. And it's so difficult to keep my eyes off his face. And his muscular arms. And his lap. His bulge looks big and fa-

"Excuse me Eric? Are you paying any attention? All of this will be on your test next Wednesday." My annoying teacher Mr. Guilbert said. The whole class including Joey comes to look at me and I blush mostly because of Joey who was eyeing me up and down.

"Um. I-I'm sorry. I'll p-pay attention." I mumble, feeling face heat up with embarrassment. Joey chuckles next to me and turned to write down what the teacher was saying.

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Classes went by slow. I spaced out and got spoken out many times today. Every time I would blush and say the same as always. And Joey constantly looking at me and smirking was not really helping at all.

I walk to the cafeteria and grab a cup and some water. I chug it down and see Joey looking at me weird.

"What?" I ask blushing.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to eat?" He asked. I can tell he really didn't know, but was just curious.

"I'm not hungry. I ate a big breakfast." I lied. He noticed me lie and his face softens.

"Don't starving yourself. It's not cool. And you're a guy. It's weird." He said. I feel my heart break. I feel my eyes tear up but I just wipe my eyes with my sleeve. I don't cry! I don't cry! Don't you dare embarrass yourself in front of your crush!

"Are you okay? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry." He said. I can tell he really was sorry.

"What? No. I'm not crying just... dust... got in my eye?" I say. He sighs and grabs my hand. He pulls me to the janitors room.

"What are you playing? Why do this to yourself? You're already beautiful. I get it. My sister was bulimic. But I helped her and I'm sure I can help you. You just have to let me." He said. I tear up again and this time, I let the tears fall. I choke on a sob and put my head on my hands.

He grabs me and pulls me in a hug. I put my head on his neck and he just caresses my face softly. I stop crying and look at him in the face. He looks down on my lips then goes to look at my eyes again.

No. Not today! I will not back up today!

He slowly pulls my head closer to his and leaves a couple of centimeters apart. We're so close, I can feel his sweet smelling breath. Like fruit punch and mint.

"Are you okay with this?" He asked me cautiously. I nod and he slams his lips on mine. What do I do? What do I do?! I mentally sigh and kiss back. Just so I won't hurt his feelings.

The feeling is...I can't even find the words to describe it. Just... So amazing and tingly and beautiful. I wrap my arm around his neck and his arms are around my waist.

We move our lips in equal motion and they just mold together perfectly. Like they were made to be together. He doesn't go fast, instead so slowly and delicately. Like if one wrong movement, and I'd snap in half.

I pull away and he looks confused. I'm breathing heavily. My first kiss. With my crush. No. It seems too good to be true.

"I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to. Sorry, I shouldn't have kissed back. I jus-just got caught up with the moment. That should not! have happened." I stutter out. He looks hurt but replaces it with a furious look that really terrified me.

"So? I kissed you. You kissed back. Didn't you like it?" He asked in total fury.

"I didnt think-. I mean yes, I liked it. It's just weird. You being my first kiss, I didn't know how to react so I just kissed back." I said. He looks at me in disbelieve, before pushing me out of the way and exiting the room. His actions so fast, it made me fall.

I stay on the floor and just hug my legs to my chest. I silently cry to myself and just hope that today ends quickly. I wipe my eyes on my sleeve and pull out my phone. It's 3: 37. School is already over. I swing my backpack on my shoulder and head out.

What a mistake...