So where was i, oh right the guy. Days became weeks and weeks to months we were really close we would go for bike rides and we would hangout all the time, for once i never had the empty feeling inside me i was happy, we would go to the same spot where we first met and have a smoke and talk about stuff which i thought id never get a chance or person to talk about with cause i didn't know if anyone understood me. I guess it was a Friday when things changed a bit whether for good or bad but it kind of changed. We were hangout out at his place playing games like we used to when he came by my ear and said he ad a secret to tell me, as soon as he said that i accidentally turned my head and my lips touched his, backing out i was like " dude that was an accident " he said " its no big deal " the room became silence he said " dude your such a lousy kisser " i said " uhhhh duh, i wasn't even trying " it was kinda and awkward but he finally said "hey wanna try kissing i mean i wanna see if your good at it or not" i nodded yes he pressed his lips on my lips and we started to kiss, i still didn't know if we were going out or if he only wanted to do this as a one time thing just for the fun of it. The next day i went to his place unsure whats going to come my way, i knocked on his door and he opened the door to let me in, i went inside and as usual we would go straight to his room. As we both entered his room he locked the door and said " hey uh, i have a question to ask you " my answer was " sure, ask " he said " remember what happened yesterday ? " i nodded, " i was thinking would you go out with me ? " i really didn't know what to say cause iv'e never been with a person before and i really liked him and didn't want anything bad to happen so i said " yes, id love to be in a relationship with you ". Days went by nothing bad has happened nothing changed but a few things like, before we used to do our handshake before one person leaves home but now we would kiss and before we would take naps in our houses on separate beds but now we would cuddle and usually i end up sleeping on his chest, things were doing really great, so it seems...........
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The other kid
Non-FictionFiguring out life as a kid who is different from others is rather hard, people judge, say things that hurts you, but you cant really raise your words at them cause your too much of a coward to face your fears, some people wait there whole life like...