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Kirstie, Scott and I were walking home and I invited them to my house. They both could come so we were all walking to my place.
"Wow, I've lived here all my life, I had no clue you were this close. I can't believe we JUST met each other." Scott said.
I thought the same thing, how didn't we meet. I guess because he is a year older than Kirstie and I. He did look familiar though.
"Seriously though. How?" I asked while smiling and looking into his eyes.
He looked into my eyes and smile. He touched my left fingers with his right fingers. We then held hands. Kirstie didn't notice she was ranting about Jeremy.
We almost were at my house. We had about ten minutes of walking left until a black jeep pulled up. It was Jeremy and the rest of the cool kid group. There was no top to the jeep. Jeremy stood in the passenger seat. He pointed and laughed at us.
"Oh My God! First the bathroom, now this. Did you know that they are gay?! Gross Right?" Yelled Jeremy.
Without realizing it scott and I were still holding hands. Shit. I instantly thought. Scott and I were silent. I knew what scott was going to do. I didn't know if I was going to be okay with his words though.
"You have it all wrong. Mitch today in the bathroom.. I was trying to move away from the kiss but he wouldn't let me. And now... he just started holding my hand." Scott replied to Jeremy.
Everyone believed him. I have never felt more embarrassed in my life. Kirstie was looking at me.
"If you say so scott." Answered Jeremy as the jeep drove off.
Scott gave me a look. He put out his right hand.
"Can we continue?" He asked.
I put my left hand in his right hand. Kirstie was proud of us. She kept apologizing like she owned Jeremy. We kept saying it was okay but then she would keep apologizing. That's what we did for the rest of the walk home.
We arrived to my house it takes probably 30-45 minutes to get to my house so we were all dehydrated. Scott and I forgot to let go of our hands. We walked through my front door and my dad was there to greet us.
Scott introduced himself to Mike. He let go of my hand so that he could shake my dad's. Mike didn't notice us holding hands. Thank god.
We all headed up to my room. We all laid down on my bed. Our conversation was both deep and hilarious. Kirstie told Scott about her dad. We told Kirstie about what happened today in the bathroom. It was an honest conversation.
Kirstie's phone rang.
"Mom? What's wrong?"She pressed the phone against her chest to talk to us.
"I will be in the bathroom." She closed my bedroom door then the bathroom's.
Scott and I felt so bad for Kirstie. We continued talking about what our relationship was. We agreed that it wasn't a relationship but it was more sexual than a friendship. Scott started to kiss me. I kissed him back. It quickly became a make out session. He began to take off my shirt. I took his off. We continued aggressively making out. He leaned forward onto my chest. I was now lying down and he was on top of me. His hand near my left nipple. He got my belt and started to undo it. It was getting very intense as scott was about to take off my jeans he fell off my bed. My bed was low and he was tall so it didn't make a loud noise. He was on his knees and he put his head on the bed. He started crying. I put my belt and shirt back on.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" I asked.
He continued sobbing. He started to talk but I couldn't understand a word he said. I grabbed my tissue box. I sat criss cross on my carpet floor beside my bed with scott. I was rubbing my hand on his shoulder. He hugged me and I hugged him back.
"I'm sorry. For everything I did today. First for telling Jeremy you were forcing me to kiss you. Second for going to intense for you and finally for kissing you. I'm not sure right now. I've never kissed a guy before. Or dated one. I could be straight. Right now I just don't know." Scott explained.
He was confused and I understood. I was at his state too. I have no clue if I'm straight or not.
"Me too. I don't know if I'm gay either. But I know I want you. I have never felt this way around anyone before." I told him the truth. I like getting straight to the point.
Scott got his shirt back on and we got back on the bed like nothing happened. Kirstie finally came back, but she was in tears. Scott grabbed the tissues from the bedside table.
"Let it all out hunny."
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