I'm So Sick {BoyxBoy & FIN}

My Dare Devil

On the side is Keith again! The story will be ending March or April since I'm getting lazy and having huge headaches. Anywho, I will be staring a new story soon but I'm not sure which one! Most of them are all boyxboy stories. Enjoy! ^_^

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My hands gripped the door knob on the door. My knuckles turned white as I stared at him. I sucked my cheek and rolled my eyes. He was the last person I wanted to see. Actually, Jake and Casper are the last people I want to see. I was hoping for Sterek so I could on his shoulder and he could tell me that everything's going to be alright. His words meant more because they were always true. Keith smile flattered and he hang his head low. "I'm guessing you wasn't expecting me?" He asked.

"Damn straight," I said.

I cringe at my own words. I don't think I like the word straight anymore. The word has been a huge impact on me and I don't feel like re-living them again. Keith looked up and our eyes met. His brown eyes seemed sadder and lost. The last time I saw him was when I punched him countless times for being right about my brother. But he was being a dickhead about the situation.

"Can I come in?" He said nicely.

No.

I rolled my eyes again and walked to the living room. The door closed and we sat on the couch and waited in silence. Keith and I became friends when my mom and his mom met in a market they used to work at. I was shy towards new people because I didn't know them very well but he was bubbly and a dare devil. He loved that I'm innocent because I was different from him usual dare devil friends. His mom thought I was a good influenced on him because I would tell him what's right and wrong, curfew and homework are important, and other "goody two-shoes" rules.

But now, I was the dare devil and he was the innocent. My anger, annoyance, and depression made me punch my (ex) best friend. The worst part? He was right along and I didn't give a damn. I was still pissed because he didn't understand that loosing my brother was like loosing a best friend who lived with you for fifteen years. Keith clicked his tongue and turned his attention towards me. I gave him a bored and impatient look.

"What the hell do you want, Keith? I have bigger issues," I said impatiently. Keith took a deep breath and ran his hands on his jeans. He would do that whenever he was nervous. What was he nervous about? Did somthing happened to Corra and Nancy? I wasn't mad at them because they didn't do anything wrong. Nancy pulled Corra away from me and Corra followed her, thinking it was the best choice. Now that I know who Nancy and Corra are really are, I don't think they'll become my friends again. I'm a little saddened but I have Sterek now. Maybe Andy.

"I'm sorry," he said suddenly.

"About?" I questioned.

"About your brother. I know what I said wasn't right and I'm sorry. You had every right to punch me, and almost break my nose, but I just want my best friend back."

His words showed the truth and sincere. This was unlike Keith. He was a joker, dare devil, and kind of a player. Girls would throw themselves at him because of his good looks and sense of humor but where's the dare devil Keith? I see a boy with sad and lost eyes with sweaty hands, and seriousness in his words. Maybe this was the Keith that was hidden in the dare devil Keith.

I licked my lips and frowned. "It took you almost a month to tell me you're sorry?"

"I had to think about things."

"Like?" I pressed.

Keith stared at my eyes and I stared back. His eyes slowly moved down to something and I went to look down when he grabbed my cheeks and smashed our lips together. I gasped and pushed him away, wiping my lips. Keith breath heavily, getting up quickly and walking towards the door.

"I'm so sorry Gabe. I'll leave you alone forever," he stammered. I reached out for his wrist and pulled him away from the door. He stared down at his feet and frowned. I didn't see the dare devil anymore. I saw a fragile, bad ass who needed his best friend back. I slowly wrapped my arms around him and placed my cheek on his shoulder. Keith hugged my waist and placed his mouth near my neck and shoulder. His cold breath pounding slowly on my neck.

"How long?" I whispered.

"What?" Keith asked.

I moved my head so I was staring eye to eye at him. "How long did you like me?"

Keith cracked a smile and said while chuckling, "when you punched me. I noticed how big your eyes were and how your lips were small and adorable."

I blushed and punched his arm. I didn't expect Keith to be gay or like me in that way. I don't considered myself good looking because of my scattered freckles and my scrawny body. Keith carrssed my cheek and placed his forehead on mine. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth a little bit. He opened his eyes slowly and pulled back. Everything was so fast. My (ex) best friend like me for almost a month and I'm just getting this now? But on the bright side, he had to kiss me to make sure he wasn't lying. Awesome.

I crossed my arms over my chest and sucked my right cheek. I opened my mouth and said harshly, "I'm pissed at you. Talking about my brother like he's another regular friend isn't going to make things better. He's my brother for god sakes."

Keith nodded sadly at me and tried to hug me again. I took a step back and glared at him. My gaze softened when I saw Keith eyes started to tear up. Another thing I'm about to learn about is that Keith is startin to become senstitive. "But that doesn't mean I hate you," I said softly.

Keith eyes widen, some tears rolling on his cheeks. "You're giving me another chance?"

I rolled my eyes and gave him a small smile. Keith sighed in relief and pulled me into another hug. I hugged back and chuckled again. I knew I was making the right choice. I could tell Keith was going to change his ways for me and I was glad. I couldn't think of us being a couple because I'm not looking right now. I didn't have a crush on Keith because he was staright, had girlfriends, and I was dating Casper at that time. I guessed I was wrong. I grabbed Keith's wrist and pulled him to the couch.

"How's Nancy and Corra?" I asked.

Keith snorted and shrugged his shoulders. "They changed. Nancy and Corra are popular and Corra is following Nancy's orders. I'm kind of disappointed in them."

"Do you think they changed because of me?" Keith stayed quiet. Nancy and Corra vowed to themselves that they didn't care about being popular or that popular were a bunch of snobby bitches.

"No, I don't think so," Keith answered.

I raised an eyebrow and said, "Why? You guys left me because I was sick."

Keith smiled charmingly at me. "Who would change to be bad for you? You change people to be good."

I chuckled darkly. "I made you like me in a romantic way, Keith. I don't think you want to be gay."

"Being gay isn't bad. Gay is okay. And who said I like you? Maybe I could love you?"

My eyes widen and Keith's smile turned sad. Now I felt really bad. I made my (old) best friend love me in a romantic way and I didn't have feelings for him. Keith placed his hands on top of mine and kissed my cheek. "It's okay. I'll get over it."

His words sounded like he was for sure he was going to get over me but his eyes showed love and happiness. My heart sinked but his eyes told me he was going to be fine and I shouldn't worry. I smiled back and kissed his cheek. Keith smirked and grabbed my waist, pulling me on his lap. I laughed loudly, struggling to get out of his grip but he held me tight. It was good having my dare devil back.