13 (The YouTube Games Part 3)

Chapter 11- Shane's Back

Chapter 11- Shane's Back

Shane's POV

I saw the eager look in his eyes. He missed me. The real me. But he held himself back.

I took a deep breath. I know I can trust Joey. I know I can.

Shane: Uh... Come sit.

He slowly walks over and takes a set in the chair next to my bed. I look at him.

I remember those eyes. The ones that looked at me with love and kindness. Now they're full of desperation.

Shane: So... Where should we start?

Joey: I don't know.

This is so awkward. We're a couple. We love each other. We've gotten closer to each other than we have with our own families.

Why can't I feel comfortable?

Shane: Do you love me?

Joey: Of course I do.

Shane: So how does it feel that I'm afraid of you?

Joey: Are you still afraid of me?

Shane: A little. I'm trying to trust you.

He grabs my hands. I jump. My heart is beating fast. Except this time I don't feel scared. Weird...

Joey: I've never hurt you Shane. I never will so long as I live.

He looked into my eyes. I looked back. I glanced at our hands. It felt good. I pulled my hands away.

Joey: Sorry that I surprised you.

Shane: It's fine. I liked it.

He seemed surprised by that statement. He took my hands again. That same feeling I had came back.

Maybe I'm falling in love with him again.

I bite my lip again. I'm still scared but I'm feeling daring. I quickly lean forward an connect our lips.

It's a quick kiss. Joey doesn't have time to kiss back. But it still felt magical.

I pulled away. Both of us blushing and still holding hands.

Joey: Why did you do that?

Shane: Why not? I mean we're a couple right?

Joey smile grew wide. He released my hands and pulled me into a hug. I buried my face into his neck.

Memories of sleeping in a sleeping bag with Joey came flooding back. Memories of us in the hotel in the Capital came back.

I felt safe in his embrace. And for a moment, the horrible fake memories were gone. I was just with the boy I loved.

Joey: Shane? Are you... back?

Shane: Yeah. I think I am.

I felt wetness on my shoulder. I knew he was crying out of happiness not sorrow. I shed a few tears too.

I'm almost back. I still don't remember everything. I doubt I ever will.

But for now. I know enough.