Blue Neighbourhood

And So It Begins

          Sam decided that he wanted to know a little bit about me. In order to do so, He said I should call my parents and tell them I'm spending the night with a friend. Like they'd care.

         "Hey, let's try to cheer you up. Wanna play a game? I tell you something about me and in turn, you do the same. Deal?"

         "Deal."

          He smiled and sat on the floor, and it looked like he expected me to do the same so I followed. I looked at his walls and saw so many band posters that I recognized. Holy shit, finally someone who doesn't worship Taylor Swift, but instead Andy Biersack. 

          We went back and forth with pointless information and I've never felt as happy as I did this day. Then finally he popped the question I wasn't ready for him to ask. He asks, "So, where'd those tears come from earlier? Breakup? Recent death? Crush?"

           I answered, "Actually it's my parents. They lie to each other I guess. My dad's an alcoholic who's never not at the bar. When he's home all he talks about is how hopeless I am. Then there's my mom who had a one night stand with some guy two years ago. They finally got back into contact a few months ago . All she's done is go sleeping around with him now. It just hurts a lot"

          He looked at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. Then blurted out, "Troye. I'm gay" and just started sobbing. "My friends would never accept me. They'd abandon me and I'd have no one. I told you because you're just so easy to talk to. My parents think it's a phase and it's really not. Jesus Christ I've been attracted to guys since first grade" I tried so hard to smile. MY CRUSH, MY GUY CRUSH, IS FUCKING GAY I hugged him and told him it was fine.

           Then I pulled away and decided I should tell him something I've never been able to openly say, ever. "Sam..Me too" He stood up.

           "Wait are you serious? That's a relief. Ya know, I've always wondered if you were" Was it not obvious?

            It was getting closer to midnight so we turned off the Netflix movie we were watching. He turned on some Green Day and turned it down super low. He asked if I had a problem with sharing a bed because if so, he had a spare bedroom I could use. I told him it was fine. He pulled off his jeans to reveal a perfect pair of sculpted legs and a super nice ass. He put on pajama pants and asked, "You want a pair to wear so you don't have to sleep in those skinny jeans?"

            "Yeah, sure." I slid off my pants way too awkwardly and he tilted his head up a little bit then he smirked. I put on his pants and took off my shirt because I think shirts are super uncomfortable. To my happy surprise, he did the same and showed his tan body with the slight show of abs which was really cute. He crawled under the blankets so I did the same. I turned my back to him so I was looking at the doorway from his bedroom into the upstairs hallway. Then I felt his warm body brush against my back. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear, "I hope you don't mind, but I've had a massive crush on you since last year" holyfuckingshit

             I turned towards his face and then adjusted myself so my whole body was facing him. I smirked and whispered, "You should know that I've always thought you were hot" He giggled then leaned his head closer to mine, then kissed me. Obviously I kissed him back, he tasted like a mixture of mint gum and cherry chapstick. Sounds gross, but it was the best taste to me.

              It started to get faster. We were hardcore making out for like ten minutes then he put his legs around my body and we both sat up. He took his hand and put it behind my neck and pulled me closer. We kept going and then it got slower. He ended with the sweetest little kiss I've ever had. After we were done he smiled and said, "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." No, he has no idea how long I've wanted him to do that.