Suppose to Keep a Secret

Part 8

We played a ton of rounds of Mario Kart. It was a tie every time. We had a blast though. God, he was cute when he was frustrated from either losing, or being hit with a green turtle shell. He would yell a lot of different things out, it was great.

We just kept playing Mario Kart till the sun went down. Well, atleast until Staz gave up because I won three times in a row.

"Fuck you, man."

"I told you before we began playing, I was good. And I am good."

"I still dunno. Maybe decent is a good way to put it."

"Sure."

"We've been playing for over two hours."

"Amazing. You can tell time."

"Shut up. I've just never played this game for that long."

"How about one more round?"

"Sure, but then we should make dinner or something."

"Yeah, sure. But I want to make this round interesting."

"Interesting?"

"Sure, like, if I win you do my homework. You win, I don't know, something."

"Uh, sure. I'll think of something for you to do after. I don't know..."

"Let's do it."

We played for 100, but he ended up winning.

"How surprising, Staz."

"Surprising?! I'm hurt. But, suck it!"

I felt my face get red. He was so proud to have won the bet.

"Okay, have you thought of anything?"

"I've had something in mind before we started the round. I just found it odd to bet because yours was homework."

"Oh?"

"Uh, yeah. Go eat a spoon of mayo or something..."

"A spoon of mayo?"

"Yeah, ha..."

We both got up to go downstairs and into the kitchen. Staz got me a spoon and put some mayo on it.

"That's disgusting."

"Thats why you're doing it."

Staz hesitated when trying to had it over,

"Can I have that?"

"No..."

He dumped the scoop back into the container of mayo and threw the spoon into the sink and then turned back to me.

"Staz? You okay man? You won the round, I have to do something."

"Well yeah but the taste of mayo isn't good. You said it yourself. I don't want you to suffer."

"Suffer is a bit harsh. I brought my toothbrush I can just brush my teeth, dude."

"You're not getting it, Kenra. I don't want you to eat it because"

"Staz, you're being over dramatic."

"Well I'm trying to tell you how I feel but I'm so confused by it."

I gave Staz a confused look, but at the same time I felt my face become red and my stomach was filled with butterflies along with it feeling like there was a big pit. I feel like I know what's coming.

"Why're you confused?"

"Its like, I like you? But then again my whole life I was told to be straight. Its like the thing with your mom. Maybe a slight bit less bad. I'm not sure."

"Uh-"

"I can't be gay. Or I can? I don't know. All I know is that I like you and its been growing since I wrote my number on your arm. I thought that this sleepover would be an awesome idea, but now I think I just made it awkward. I'm sorry. If you want to leave, you can."

"Shutup."

Staz gave me a surprised look,

"Sorry, I didnt mean- I'm not sure where this is all coming from, but hey I'm sure I like you too. And I admitted it to myself when I said I liked your smile. But I don't want another Jared.-"

"I wouldn't be another Jared."

"Let me finish... Your parents maybe different from mine, but maybe not that different. I would just like to know if you'd keep it a secret and if so, how're you gonna do it?"

"I would probably keep it a secret for a while. Probably just from my parents because I'd still want you to sleepover. But schools different. I don't care what people say about me what so ever, but I feel like you wouldn't want to come out. Although... Jared..."

"Yeah, that's clever. What if we were to get caught."

Staz didnt say anything.

"Staz?"

"Sorry, I like how you said we."

"Stop, I'm not so sure if you actually want to be a "we". I mean, I'm down. But like you said, you're confused."

"It would be quite an experience..."

"I don't want to be your experiment."

"Then you won't be."

"How're you going to tell me that? What if you don't end up liking it. I'm an experiment."

"I want too. I want to hold your hand. I want to hold you. I want to be with you. Its been a short time of knowing each other, but it feels like we've known each other since forever. Then again, that's how I feel."

"Of course I feel the same. But I like hanging out with you. And what if my mother were to catch us. Then we can't hang out at all."

"I think you forget we go to the same school."

"So what? Were gonna do some PDA?"

"Sure."

"Haha, very funny."

"I'm serious,"

Staz grabbed my hand,

"If things don't work out as planned, we should sneak around school. Or not. Its up to you when and if we get caught."

"I still don't know..."

"People who like each other should really date."

"It just worries me."

"Kenra-"

Staz pulled me closer putting his hand on my hip, he put his face really close up to mine,

"I really do like you."

He was about to kiss me before he heard the front door being unlocked. He pulled away and went over to the fridge, the door opened.

"I brought home dinner, boys. Staz I knew you were having company so I just thought I'd do this."

"Oh thanks, we were just about to make dinner too."

I've never felt my face so hot in my life. I'm still unsure if I want this... Us to happen. But shit do I like the thought.

"Kenra, was it? You look like you just saw a ghost! Come sit and eat.",

"Sure thing Mrs. Artfolli."