I'm Not Gay, I Think

Chapter 8

Author's Note: Ohhhhh, I couldn't wait to make this part. Shit is going to go down! Sorry shouldn't give spoilers.
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Oh shit, fuck, cunt! I'm screwed! No offense coach, inspiring speech and all, but shut the fuck up! Its not completely his fault, but this is what I get for being a cocky little son of a bitch in the hall way, by locking lips with Conner. I can't really complain, even though I'm screwed now, it was kinda worth it. Anyways, back to the point, I'm screwed! I can already tell by the silent car ride all the way home that this is going to be a hardcore scolding.

I open my mouth and am about to break the ice with my parents but my mom just looks at me with a expression that would scare anything. I am screwed, that's literally it. I have no hope. Even Alex and Sarah are being quiet and they don't know what the fuck just happened. Its the atmosphere in this car. After it takes forever to get home, I slowly await my punishment.

"Just go to your room Asher." My dad says rubbing his forehead.

Safe! If I played baseball that would be so much fun to say. I head up to my room, trying to act like I'm sad or depressed, even though I'm so fucking happy in my mind. I go to the bathroom and take a shower, I hate being smelly. I get changed into a classic white T-shirt and blue jeans. I don't know why I decided to wear jeans, just cause I feel like a rebel right now. My rebellious behavior is put on a hold when someone knocks on my door.

"Come in." I said, yawning.

My parents enter the room. What a surprise.

"We need to talk." My mom says.

Oh God, this cannot be fucking good.

"Are you really gay?" My mom asks.

"Well, you see. I am kind of happy because we won but I-" I said before I was rudely interrupted.

"That's not what we meant and you know that, answer the damn question Asher!" My dad yelled, so he's playing bad cop.

"I don't know what you mean by that." I said trying to stall, even though its hopeless.

"Do you like guys?" My dad asks irritated.

Okay, I should stop rubbing salt in the wound already and confess.

"Not all guys, I like a guy." I said honestly.

My dad sighs. My mom gets up and leaves my room, my dad follows. I have never had a game, that I have won, were my parents get so mad that they just straight up leave me. I actually start tearing up. I have never felt abandoned like this. I texted Conner about this. He didn't respond. I start crying. God damn this sucks. I feel like everyone has left me. Then I received a text from Conner near 11 o'clock.

"Pack everything you need. We're leaving together." He texted.

At first I thought he was joking, but then I realized in this kind of situation, it wasn't a joke. I quickly emptied my backpack. Then I packed my toothbrush and toothpaste in my backpack. I packed a few shirts and jeans. I put on a plain black hoodie. I still needed a pair of shoes. Good thing everyone's asleep. I sneak downstairs and grab my Nike's. Only the best shoes for something like this. I quickly bolt back upstairs, I kind of feel like a ninja right now. I walk into my room and find Conner near the window. I quickly go and open it.

"Hey, how's it going?" He asked breathing heavily.

I kissed him. I don't know why but this was really romantic. The romance of 2 gay rebellious teenage boys.

"Fine." I responded after our quick kiss.

"Okay, let's go, I will explain it on the way." He said.

He was being mysterious, which I admit was really hot, but I need to know what's going on right now.

"Conner, what are we doing?" I ask.

"Running away." He said as if it were no big deal.

"What? Are you crazy?" I ask him.

"No. Come on we can travel for awhile and come back whenever you want to, but both of your parents aren't going to let us be together anymore if we don't do something." He explained.

He did have a point. Am I actually going to do this?
He grabbed my hand, I went to go get my bag. This is why I love Conner so much. We left out the window, can't get more cliché then that. He led me to his car. I put my bag in the backseat. It contained some dental supplies, I care a lot for my mouth hygiene, a few shirts and jeans, my phone and a charger, and 567 dollars. I earned that from my part time job I take during school breaks.

"Okay, I'm sorry I didn't respond to your text immediately, but I was busy working on something so we could run away." He said and handed me a fake ID. Conner what the hell have you been doing?

"Isn't this illegal?" I asked concern.

"A little bit." He said.

Conner is suck a bad boy, its kind of hot. Scratch that, really hot.

"Anyways, my parents are away on a business trip and we have a lot of money. Not to be a spoiled brat or anything like that but I have a lot of money." He said seriously.

"Yeah and how much is a lot?" I asked jokingly.

"A few thousand bucks." Conner said seriously.

I started laughing, but then I realized he was actually serious. Holy shit that's a lot of money. How did he get that much anyway? Ah, who gives a damn. I leaned over and kissed him, this might be very fun. He smiled his pretty boy smile. He started driving.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To a hotel." He responded.

"Interesting." I said.

"We are probably going to hook up there." He said.

"I don't mind that." I said smiling.

He smiled back. He is so hot! When we got to the desk, they asked to see our ID's. Wow, I'd almost think Conner has run away before. We went to our room. A nice t.v, a bathroom, a mini fridge, a ice chest, a window with a decent view of the city, and two beds though only one is going to be used.

"So Asher, how do you like running away so far?" Conner asked.

"Quite nice actually." I responded.

He put his arms around me and started kissing me all over. He pushed me onto the bed. I was on the bottom again,
no fair. I broke away to ask him a question.

"Can I be on top?" I asked.

"Were you the one who brought the condomns?" Conner asked, answering my question with another damn question.

I gave him a pouty face. "Come on." I said.

"You will be on top eventually." He said dramatically.

I sighed. I guess I have to buy my own condoms to be on top. Sounds fair enough. Well for now I just have to deal with Conner sucking, literally.
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Author's Note: So I'm thinking about making the next chapter kind of smutty, I don't know exactly what its going to be like but yeah. Thanks for reading and I hope you continue to enjoy my story. Don't forget to comment and vote, because I'm a whore!