Kiss Me (yaoi / boyxboy)

Chapter 6

Grey

He pushes me away, but moves his arms to my shoulders and looks down at me. I smile at him, I can't help feeling so happy.

"You've barely changed." he laughs breathily.

I frown,"I wasn't 5ft 4 when we were like 11. It's just because you're like what, 7ft? 8ft?"

He grins, rubbing the back of his head, "6ft 2 actually."

"Jesus... I feel short now..." he laughs, ruffling my hair. It's not a bad feeling but it does make me remember what he thinks of me as. I'm just a childhood friend, nothing more. And that hug... the one that had my heart racing and may have made me cry a little bit- that only happened because he hasn't seen me in so long.

"How've you been?" he asks me.

"Good," I smile, "and you?"

"Yeah, same.. glad to be back though." there's an awkward silence before I hear laughter behind me from the house. "I came at a bad time, didn't I?"

I shake my head, "Actually I'm sort of glad you turned up now, my grandparents aren't a massive fan of me." he looks a little confused so I smile, "long story." Lie. It's not a long story, it begins and ends with 'they just don't like me'. But I'm not going to start some sob story, not while I feel like if I blink he'll disappear again.

He really is beautiful... Like nothing I've ever seen before. He's changed so much, his dark hair is now cut short but still has a little curl to it and in the moonlight, it shines silver.
I can tell that he's muscular too, not in that scary steroid pumped way, just toned. Really, really toned. If I went on tip toes, I could kiss him... I could wrap my hands around the back of that neck and- stop. Just stop. I feel my face flush, and look at the floor, having that scary feeling that he'd gained the ability to read minds and heard every thing I'd just thought.

I feel his touch suddenly on my cheek, sending my stomach into backflips.
I look up at him, breath a little shaky.

"I feel like that mind of yours is wanting to tell me something." I almost tell him. Right there and then, I nearly tell him about how good he looks and about how I want to kiss him but I mentally slap myself. Don't make thing more complicated than they need to be, I tell myself.

Eli

He shakes his head a little, biting down on his bottom lip. He blushes, looking up at me from under dark lashes.

"Um... Eli? Your hand..." Oh crap, I move my hand quickly away, I didn't even realise I'd done that.

I cough, just to break the awkward silence that's fallen between us, "It's getting a bit late..."

"Yeah... Say hi to your parents for me?"

"Sure." I walk backwards down the path, not wanting to stop seein him. I pick up my bike and throw one leg over the saddle, "Oh, I'm starting at West Acadamy tomorrow so I'll see you then?"

"Er... Well, actually I didn't get in. I go to East ."

"Oh..." I can't help feeling dissapointed

"I'll see you around though?" he nods, breaking into an uneasy smile.

"Bye, Grey." I push myself off from the curb but I hear his voice call out my name.

He's standing by the gate, smiling, "I'm glad you're real!"

I laugh, "Me too!" people have been saying that a lot today...
As I ride home -along the road with the cliff drop on one side- I feel like everything's going to be okay. I smile to myself, my fingertips still tingling with the feel of his skin on them. Yeah, it's going to be a good year.

Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I might've jinxed everything.

Looking back- maybe I did.