I'm Not Gay, I Think

Chapter 10

I finally updated! I know it took a while.
Author's Note: Wow! 200 reads, I have never gotten this many reads. Pat myself on the back. Well thanks to everyone who has read my story and thanks for waiting too!
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Wow. I'm hating on straight people. I'm like a anti homophob. I used to be straight and if I treat straight people like trash, am I as bad as my parents? Nope. If I had a son who was straight I wouldn't get mad at him. I am very responsible, that is the difference between me and them.

"Hey there is a outside movie playing tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to see it with me." Conner said while we walked to his car.

"Sure. What's the movie?" I asked.

"No idea!" Conner said excited.

"So for all we know it could be Pitch Perfect?" I asked.

"Pitch Perfect isn't bad!" Conner said defensively and unlocked the car.

"Sure." I said rolling my eyes.

Conner sighed and got in the car and I joined him. I decided to give him a little kiss, that turned into a makeout session. Then it ended when some stupid boys threw something at our car. So rude. If we were two girls they would probably enjoy it. I started thinking of Emma and Crystal. I miss them a little bit, but I think they will approve of what we did.

We decided to go to Burger King. I'm excited for tonight. I don't really care what movie it is, this would be my first time doing this. On a school night too! Wait, I sound like a little kid. Okay I'm going to stop before it gets worse. Anyways, I'm looking toward to my time with Conner. Who knows, maybe we will get some action.

After Burger King we head back to the hotel to chill. There was a pool and we went out for a while. Conner was so cute shirtless. I wanted to kiss every single inch of him. Of course I can't do that in public but doing it in my mind was still pretty satisfying. Now I sound like a pervert. After a while of chilling by the pool we went back up to the hotel room and took a shower. Chlorine is bad for your hair or some shit like that, so take a shower after you go swimming.

After a shower I got changed of course. I put a navy blue hoodie and brown shorts on. Conner put on a black shirt with a red flannel over top while making those dark blue jeans work. He was as handsome as ever. I put my arm around his waste and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He turned and faced me and gave me a quick kiss. We might kiss a lot, but it still makes me excited when we do kiss. I'm pretty sure that's a good sign that our relationship is perfect.

When we were getting ready to leave I slipped one of the condoms I bought in my pocket without Conner knowing. Don't say a word! I know that its weird, but what happens if we want to do it? I could come up with many logical reasons to bring a condom but I do not feel like explaining it.

We left for the movie around 7 o'clock. It is supposed to start at 8, but we want to try and get a good spot or whatever. The tickets cost $10 for both of us. The deal was pretty good. Apparently the movie we are watching is Captain America vs. Iron Man. Team Captain all the way. I was interested in watching this movie, Conner seemed interested in this movie.

Wait.

Holy shit!

How did I not notice this?

Holy fucking Christ I am a idiot!

Its a date! I am a legit retard. I didn't know this. If I knew I would have tried to look better and more attractive. Oh shit, I feel slightly nervous. What am I feeling nervous? We hang out all the time. Conner put his arm around me and well, maybe I shouldn't go into detail in what happened next. Lots of bad things.

We were about to hook up and I was ready to pull out my trump card. Then the police found us. I was so close! Damn you law enforcement! I guess they eventually found our location due to the car Conner is driving or something like that. So I guess this means they are taking me back to my parents. No! I don't want too! Okay, that is a little immature, but it is reasonable. Can I report my parents for child abuse?

We got to ride in a police car which was kinda cool. Except for we were riding in the back. Which was dirty and messy. They took us to the police station. I feel like a criminal, they are treating me like I just robbed a bank, expect no hand cuffs. After a little bit of walking we went into a room. Conner's parents were there. They looked annoyed, like he has done this a lot before. My little rebel is so cute. My parents looked worried sick. My sister hugged me. Wow, my parents actually care about me.

Then my sister slapped me.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" She yelled.

"Technically I was the one who thought of the idea." Conner said. Awww that was so nice of him.

Both of out parents both looked at him with lots of anger. My sister smirked a little at first, but then gave him a glare.

"Sorry. Nice to meet you for real." Conner said and walked over to his parents with a slightly nervous expression.

I wanted to try and walk out of this situation, but the chances of that actually working are very slim. Or impossible. Maybe paradox level.

"So are you going to answer me." My sister asked again. So bossy.

"Well, you see, it was a in the moment type of thing, rebellious teenage years." I said trying to pull off the whole teenage years card.

"Really? That's your best excuse?" My sister said raising her eyebrow.

"You might understand me, but they don't. My feelings are completely different from theirs. They really don't understand me." I said.

"There is no reason that you should just run off." My dad spoke up.

That's what triggered me. I was about to blow up.

"Maybe you shouldn't treat me like I just got expelled or robbed a bank just because of my feelings towards a guy!" I said. Whoa, that felt good. Finally I can let my feelings reach them. I felt like a heavy weight just got removed from my shoulders. I feel so much better.

I didn't expect much from them. I expected them to maybe make a comeback or something, but that all changed when I saw my mom start crying.

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