Sweater Weather (Boy×Boy)

4

"Ryan stop playing with your food" My mom snapped at me, causing me to glare up at her.

It had been a few days since the roller skating incident and I couldn't get him off my mind..

He had been tall, with light brown hair that stuck up in that messy way. And his eyes... They were beautiful... I could stare into them for days...

Stop it Ryan! Your straight!

"Son, is something wrong?" Dad cut in, his voice deep and stern. I could feel my irritation bubbling up, and I let out a shaky breath.

"May I be excused?" I asked standing up so fast my chair fell backwards. I didn't bother to pick it up before racing out of the room.

"Ryan!" Jackson called out, but I was already stomping up the stairs. I didn't feel like talking to him anyways.

This sucked.

I didn't want to move in the first place.

Sighing I walked into my bedroom and slammed the door behind me. I paced around my room.

His hair, his lips, his words, his eyes, the way he moved, everything. I just couldn't get him out of my mind! I licked my lips sighing.

I can't... be gay.

"What are you doing?" Jackson asked standing in my doorway with his arms folded. I jumped, he scared the shit out of me.

"What the fuck man?" I glared at him, my irritation growing. I didn't even hear the door open it was weird.

"Your acting weird."he mumbled walking into my room. I'm acting weird? Im the one acting weird?

I didn't reply, just pressed my lips together in a tight thin line.

"It's about that Conner guy, isn't it?"he asked as his eyes narrowed. I could feel his anger mixing with my irritation and the tension was growing thick.

"No, its not." I lied as I bit my lip hard, his face had been so perfect..his eyes..

Shit, just hearing his name made me shiver.

"Your a liar." Jackson growled leaning in my face with a scowl.

I glared hard at him, a low grumbling sound coming from my chest "What did you just call me?"

He sighed taking a step back. "Look Rye, I'm not here to start shit." He mumbled as I glared more.

"Not here to start shit? Then why are you here Jackson?" I snarled each word laced with venom.

"Rye.." he whispered reaching out to place his hand on my shoulder, I shrugged it off.

I didn't know why I didn't want to talk to him, But i just didn't. Everything about him at the moment seemed to tick me off.. And what was up with him at the roller skating place?

"Please tell me what's wrong?" he asked quietly, his voice cracking and sounding weak. I glanced at his eyes but quickly looked away when I noticed the tears gathering.

"I'm fine." I grunted, pushing past him and walking over to my bed slowly.

"Then why are you acting like this?" he whispered. He sounded like he was in so much pain..and I didn't understand why..It hurt me to see him this vulnerable. But no matter how hard i tried I couldn't stop myself from talking.

"Heh, just go away." I whispered As I pulled back the blankets on my bed.

I heard him hold his breath and i glanced at him, our eyes met for a brief Second. "Fine."

Fine? Even though I had told him to go away..it still hurt that he had agreed so easily.

"But just so you know.." he started, taking a step closer to me.
"I'm trying to be here for you."

I turned around to face him, my irritation and anger crashing down into a bottomless pit.

"Im sorry...I just.." I sighed running my fingers through my hair.

I trusted Jackson...but how do I explain to him that I have a crush on a guy?

I couldn't..I didn't know how.

Hesitantly he put his finger under my chin and made me look up into his eyes.

"You just, what?" He asked, I shivered not feeling comfortable all of a sudden.

"Nothing, forget about it." I grunted pushing past him.

He opened his mouth to say something when a shout from mom ecoehed out.

"Ryan! Come on we're leaving!"

I sighed in relief, I needed to get away. Plus I needed a break from Jackson, I was probably annoyed with him because we had been hanging out to much. Yeah, that's it.

I just needed a break.

"I'll come too!" Jackson cheered, a smile lighting up his face.

Or not.