When We Were Young // Dylmas

12. "friends"

Dylan pov

When I was done I walked outside. I saw Thomas sitting next to the door, he was crying. "I couldn't find the bloody way back to school" he said. I walked towards him and sat down next to him. "Do you wanna see what I drew?" I said and looked at him. Thomas didn't say anything so I grabbed his hand, this time so I could hold it. I stood up, and so did he. I took him with me inside again. When we stood at my desk, he went even more silent than he already was. "And?" I asked. "What do you think, I drew it really fast so it's not perfect you know"
"Is this what you want" he more said than asked. "art comes from the heart. So yes, I think this is what I want" I said with confidence. Thomas hugged me tight. "I might be gay for you, Tommy" I whispered really soft, but loud enough for him to hear me. Thomas pulled away for a second. "Did you just call me Tommy?" Thomas asked with a smile "I like it" he added.
we stood like this for a couple of minutes, holding each other and staring in each others eyes. "maybe we should go back to school now" I whispered. Thomas gave me a sad look "I don't want to go back" Thomas while he rested his head against my shoulder. I suddenly remembered something. "I have a question" I said a little confused. "what is it?" he said. "I told you that I might be gay for you, but you didn't tell me how you feel about me" what if he didn't feel the same, it has been a long time since Thomas had friends and maybe he didn't know 'friends' aren't this close to each other. "I ... you" Thomas said so soft I couldn't hear it. "wh-what?" I asked nervous. "I bloody love you!" Thomas said with a smile.

Thomas pov

Dylan smiled back at me. "great, because I wasn't sure if you knew how close friends are.." I rolled my eyes "yes I haven't had friends for a while, but I am not stupid" I said. Dylan rested his forehead against mine. "this just like a fanfiction" I said with a laugh. "what, because we're doing the forehead touch?" Dylan laughed, and I laughed too. "maybe" I said. Dylan rolled his eyes, then he kissed me.
Everything faded, all my surroundings were gone. It felt like we were in space,
weightless...
careless...
I felt fearless, everything was better then I could ever dream. Yet I was the first one to pull back. "sorry" Dylan whispered. "why would you be sorry, that was amazing. I never thought kissing you could be so good" I smiled and gave Dylan a short kiss.
"we should go back to school" I said, still smiling. Dylan looked at the time on his phone. "nahh, school is out" Dylan laughed "I didn't know we were here for so long"
"well, I guess I should go home then" I said. Dylan smiled "I'll walk you home"
Dylan locked the door again when we stood outside the building.