Max's P.O.V
I love my friend. Although I never try to admit that, I always realise that I'm staring at his beautiful face, cheerful actions, and his amazing body. His name is called Matheson Whitaker, who has been my best friend even before we were born (our mums met in a bookclub). There are the three of us, me, Matheson, and Jayroy. When we were young, we used to be best friends, doing everything together.
Sleepovers, sports, surfing, school projects... you name it. We used to go to Huapai Primary & Secondary school, so we practically never seperated from each other.
It was a bit weird, to say at the very least. At first, I thought that it just came from 14 years of friendship; we spent too much time together, so we were constantly thinking about each other. But then I realised that I was attracted to guys - well, to be exact, my best friend to be exact.
When our hormones kicked in, both Matheson and Jayroy was talking about girls that they thought were 'hot', or 'had a crush on', while I was, well... quite stoic at the very least when it came to girls. Instead, I realised that I felt myself feeling flustered whenever Matheson looked at me. It was awkward, because... you know, we were best friends with each other and stuff. I spent my last year in Huapai desperately trying to hide my feelings from anybody and everybody.
Then came high school.
Matheson's P.O.V
I was really glad that I got in to math summit, and even better; all two of my best friends managed to get in too (in a way, it's an absolute miracle; we thought we were much too stupid to even go into the 'aspire' summit, if we managed to get in at all)!
Our class seemed to be nice in general, clearing my suspicion that everyone in Massey was pretty rough. There were Riley, who turned out to be something of a smartass, Jayden, who was able to draw (quite decently for a boy), Kye Shen and Satiki (a guy from Malaysia and another from Africa, no joke), etc. The girls I didn't quite pay attention to, but there was a white girl who was looking at Max with something else than curiosity in her eyes; a possible crush? Everything seemed great, apart from Max acting a bit weird; but then again, he was the quiet one with things in his mind God knows what.
'It will be fine', I thought to myself. We all have phases now and then, don't we?
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RomanceThe gay fanfiction with clichès in it. May be a bit disturbing.