In My Hour of Need

Chapter 21

"I, uh... I love you too, Junior...", I said, stuttering a little. Really? He actually loved me? Even if that was true, I thought it was a bit too soon. But what was I supposed to tell him then? That I didn't love him? I wasn't even sure myself. I mean, we practically just started dating, and he already thought it was the right time to tell me he loved me? Well, he had a crush on me for quite some time; I guess he had a lot of time to think about it. "You hesitated", he said, still pressed against my shirt. "What?" I wasn't paying attention; I was long gone in my thoughts already. I disappeared at "I love you". Junior looked up at me. "You hesitated", he repeated. "N-no I didn't", I lied. "Yes you did", Junior said. Oh my god, he wasn't going to let this go. Then I was saved by two angels coming down from heaven, bringing us more popcorn: Jeff and Chuck. "What the hell are you guys doing?", Jeff asked. Junior quickly let go of me. He didn't want anybody to know he was gay, and neither did I, so he was just in time. Chuck handed me a bucket of popcorn; they had went to buy more after their movie was over. "Uh, uhm...", Junior stuttered. "He thought the movie was so scary, and he pissed his pants, so he didn't want anybody to see it", I interrupted. I realized right after I said that, that for him, that might be even more embarrassing than coming out gay. I saw Chuck trying to keep the laughter in, but Jeff couldn't help it. He was already holding his stomach because it hurt from laughing. "Dave!", Junior whisper-yelled at me, and punched me in the arm. Yeah, I know, that was cruel, but it made him blush, and I forgot how bad I felt; I was distracted by his pretty red face.

The four of us went back to the hotel to sleep; it had gotten pretty late. "I can't believe you fucking said that", Junior barked at me. He was pissed, and there was no way to escape. "Sorry", I said, shrugging. "You know", he started, "I'm starting to believe that you don't even like me after all". That's what he actually thought about me? At the moment he said that, I started feeling really bad. Not bad like if you told a lie or something, really bad. I felt like I was going to pass out, I felt sick and I was dizzy. I had to sit down somewhere, so I dumped down at the bed, holding my stomach. Junior just turned from pissed off to worried in less than a second. "Dave, are you OK? I'm so sorry, I-" I cut him off with my hand. "I'm fine", I said, "Honestly, it's OK". He looked at me like I was about to die or something. I continued: "I'm the one who's sorry", I said, "I haven't been treating you as well as I should". He sat down next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders. "And I do love you, Junior", I said, looking into his deep, brown eyes, "I just haven't been able to express myself the way I wanted to, and for that I'm truly sorry". I could see tears forming in his eyes. He shook his head. "Don't be sorry", he said, wiping one of his eyes, "I know you do, I just overreacted". He hugged me, and I hugged him back. "Hey, Junior", I said, "What do you say we do something that's actually fun tomorrow? I feel like everything we've been doing has been fiascos". He laughed. "Yeah", he said, smiling. He looked into my eyes. I smiled at him. "You're so pretty", I said, stroking his hair. It made him blush, and that was always so adorable. He leaned in for a kiss, and I let him. I pulled him closer to me. This was still so strange. I've been doing it a thousand times with girls, but with my best friend? It was a lot better. I kissed him back. "Junior?", I said. "Mhm?", he answered. He was nipping at my neck, and I kind of liked it. "Take your shirt off". He looked up at me, and did as told. "Now you do it". I realized we've already done this before, but we were fucking wasted, and luckily didn't remember anything from it. I pulled my shirt off, and lied down on the bed. "Come", I said, and threw my arms up in the air. He climbed on top of me, and we started making out.

Yeah, I guess you can figure what happened next~