The Boy With Weak Legs (Short Story)

Chapter 13: We're Both Weird

I'm so alone without you by my side.

(Gregory's POV)

I woke up around 4AM only to find Dante next to me. His back against my own. I cheesed hard until something very unusual about him. He just sort of sat still for the longest. I tapped him once expecting a type of response like a grunt or a moan. When he didn't do that I turned him over only to see him smiling at me. "Well, hello there."

"Dude!" I whispered, "you scared the hell out me!"

He silently laughed. "Look, I breathe very lightly. Sorry, I freaked you out man. Actually, only reason why I'm up is because I really need to use the restroom."

"Well, why didn't you wake me up sooner? I would have helped you."

"I did not want to burden you. So I was gonna wait. But since your up... Can you please help me...."

Any opportunity to hold Dante was okay by me honestly. So I didn't hesitate to quickly help him off the floor. "For the record... I could have gotten up by myself. But getting help from you is so much easier." I knew that myself too, there has been a few times I have caught Dante get up by himself when he was sitting on the ground. He thought he may have been fooling me when really he wasn't. Together we made our way to the bathroom. Of course, I helped him and respectfully closing the door. Didn't want his dad choking me after he found out I was in the bathroom with his son's pants down.

When done he came out by himself and we walked back to his room. "Thanks for that." he said sitting back on the floor. "Ugh... I'm bored." He complained laying on his back. His shirt lifted a bit revealing of his lower stomach. Dante was so gauntly it was actually pretty creepy to watch. His hip bones could easily be seen. I also saw a bit of his outie belly button and some abs. Sure, they weren't anywhere near legit but who's complaining right. "Staring at me down there yea? Like what you see?"

"Hate to admit but yeah."

"By any chance... Can I see what you hide underneath that shirt of yours? You don't have too. I am just a bit curious that is all. See if I... Well, like it."

Who am I to reject his offer right? I mean, I am not any better when it comes to physical appearance. With a careless shrug, I lifted up my shirt a bit revealing my abdomen as well. "Woah man... Your hot." You know, having an accent like his then giving out compliments does not keep the blushes building inside me away.

Well, so far as this weird relationship goes. We have; held onto to one another more than once, stayed at each other's house, kissed, and now we saw a portion of each other's body. We have done a lot for only freshmen in high school. Then again, I read books of boys and girls doing much worse in their ninth grade year together than ours. And I like the pace were going anyway, it's a way of seeing if we really want this or not. Plus, if we don't we both understand that we will be strictly friends.

But I doubt that's what we want anyway.

"Gregory, are you alright?" He asked breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yea, just thinking about some things." I said sitting on the floor next to him. "It was awesome yesterday night." I said grabbing his Luke Skywalker action figure.

He sat up next to me. "I know right. I thought you would think I was weird for playing with star war action figures. That tends to happen when your alone all day. Just play with your toys until time passes by."

I scoffed at him showing him the figure I held in my hand. "We aren't exactly what we would call normal now. Take Chandler for example, he's a mute but that boy is so much louder than me. So trust me, it's okay to be weird in my book."