The Scars Within [boyxboy]

The Scars Within {21}

                My doorbell rang the next day and I answered it and grinned at EJ. I stepped aside and let him into my house. He slipped his shoes off and faced me. I raised an eyebrow at him.

                I moved forward and used my bad hand to take the bandana off. I slipped it into my back pocket and kissed him deeply. Why did I feel so strongly for EJ?

                I took his hand in mine and we went up to my bedroom together. We sat on my bed and I kissed him again, thrilled with the feeling of his lips on my own.

                I smirked at him. “Go out with me,” I whispered. He froze for a moment before nodding, turning and kissing me. “Yea. I’ll be your boyfriend Lionel,” he said and I wrapped an arm around his waist and brought my lips to his.

                I hadn’t felt this happy in a while. It was weird. I was used to just feeling satisfied, not ecstatic like I was feeling now. I felt…love. Yes, love for EJ, a boy I barely knew and yet was dating. I knew a lot about him, sure, but his true self I didn’t really know. The EJ he had shown me was just a cover so he didn’t get sympathy for his eye. The real EJ…well, who knew?

                “I think I love you EJ,” I said simply. He grinned softly. “Yea, I was feeling the same exact thing Lionel. It’s kind of weird. I mean, we barely know each other,” he said.

                I shrugged. “Hey, who cares? Feelings are feelings. Love is love. Now shut the fuck up and let’s make out,” I said with a smirk, pulling him into my lap and crashing my lips on his lovingly.

                He opened his mouth and allowed my tongue in. I happily did so, brushing it against his tongue as EJ wrapped his arms around my neck and bent down. Damn me and my shortness. Not only had it ended up costing me my fingers, but now EJ actually had to bend down a little kiss me. Ah fuck you too, genetics.

                EJ pushed me back on my bed and crawled on top of me, our tongues still together. I put my hands firmly on his hips.

                EJ gently began to grind on me and I smirked into our make out. I brought my hands up under his shirt. Were we taking this fast? Extremely. Did I care? No. I was ready to lose the V-card to EJ. Something about this just felt so right.

                I pushed him off me and stood up, pulling my shirt off and beginning to leave my bedroom. “I’m taking a shower. Care to join me?” I offered, smirking.

                He hopped off my bed and followed me into my bathroom. I pulled my clothes off and turned the water on. I stepped into the shower and EJ hesitated before taking his clothes off and getting in with me.

                I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. “You ask me out, and 5 minutes later we’re naked in your shower. You take things quite quickly Lionel,” he mumbled against my lips. I grinned. I could tell by his voice that he felt this too. This was right.

                I turned him around and gently pressed his body up against the wall. “I know I’m in love with you EJ. Fuck how much time we’ve spent together. A feeling is a feeling, and I trust mine,” I whispered in his ear, gently tracing my finger on his bare back.

                “Yea, I know what you mean. I can already tell I love you too Lionel,” he said quietly, his body tensed in anticipation. He didn’t have to wait long. I was too eager for this.

                I brought myself into him and he winced and sucked in a painful breath. I placed my hands on his shoulders as I pulled out. I brought my mouth close to his ear. “I love you, Johnny Morris,” I whispered before going back in.

                I pushed in and he moaned, pleasure now. “Lionel,” he whimpered as I began to go harder. The warm water falling on us, I groaned as I came in him. He turned and kissed me deeply. I pressed my body on his and cupped his face in my hands, wanting him.

                “God I fucking love you,” I whispered. He brought his lips back to mine in response, his arms wrapping around me.

                “Well, we just took this a little fast,” he mumbled after a while. The water was starting to go cold by now, but I didn’t give a shit.

                “Who cares?” I asked, turning the water off and grabbed towels. I threw one at him and we dried off and redressed. I took his hand and we went back into my bedroom, lying on my bed together.

                “EJ, let’s hang out again tomorrow. But really hang out,” I said and he laughed softly and nodded. I liked the sound of his laugh. I kissed him gently.

                                                                                ***EJ’s POV***

                I left Lionel’s house after a few hours and laid in my room until I fell asleep. I was really in love with him. I could feel it. Screw time; this was love. I knew it and so did he, and that was all that mattered.

                The next day, I made my way back to his house just like we had planned to. My eyes widened though. There was an ambulance just pulling away from his house, and cops were around.

                “Brad! Brad, what happened?” I demanded, running over to him. He was standing with his family on their front lawn, staring at the Lionel’s house.

                Brad gulped. “He…EJ, Lionel got hit by a car,” he whispered, pale faced.