It was Sunday. Nothing to do. I Had finished everything yesterday with Jean & Jhay's help. The weather was good but my body doesn't seem to appreciate it today. I didn't want another encounter with Jhay for today. Too much has happened that I had no time to process everything all at once. It's like being shot today without getting to recover from yesterday's. So here I am laying in bed rolling back and forth like a log. My thoughts were still stuck on what happened last night. Jhay asking for my number. He's kinda driving me nuts for the past few days despite knowing him for only 2 days. Then something popped in my head. Light bulbs appeared, 10 light bulbs since my idea was "Mad Scientist Genius". Step 1 - Operation: Flirtation. A little flirting won't do any harm right? As long as I don't get too attached to him. The goal was to make him like me, in a very subtle way. If he does flirt back, it's a sign that he isn't straight, and that would be a good thing for me I guess. I made an evil laugh and jumped out of bed and went on my working desk. I grabbed a blank black, artsy cat notebook which I haven't used yet. I began writing my game plan. I entitled it "The Slutbook". It was appropriate since I haven't really tried seducing a guy before, not intentionally. I do feel confident that this would work. Guys have this "needs" that they can't resist. Not that I want to get him laid or anything. But that's a guy's weakest point. So I have to give it a try.
I wrote down 3 steps, 5 situations for each, and what I should do on the following situations. My plan had to be flawless or else I'll be the one falling in my own trap. I did the plan for 5 hours straight. No breakfast and lunch and definitely no toilet breaks. I had to finish it today. Was I going insane? Giving up my sanity just to finish this crap? It was starting to get dark and I could already hear my stomach crumbling like hell. Just a few minutes more, I told myself and... DONE! At last! The most diabolical plan ever made. The birth of an evil entity. I'm pretty sure it's evil genius. Having a single since birth virgin write something like this. No one would ever knew.
Just when I was about to go down and get something to eat, my phone vibrated. I grabbed it and saw a message. It was Jhay. He was asking if he could come over and watch a movie. I replied and told him to help himself. I went down and found him knocking at my door. I invited him in.
"How come you're already here?" Looked surprised. It was not a minute ago when I replied to his text message.
"I was already sitting down here when I messaged you. I know you wouldn't refuse." He laughed and winked at me.
"Yeah right. You could stay there all night then." I joked.
We went in and up into my room. I grabbed some DVDs and asked him to pick one. He chose Restless, a romantic movie about a girl who's days were numbered and a guy falling for her even though he knows what the future will be. I've watched it like a million times but it still doesn't fail to make me cry. That's how tragic it was. Or maybe I'm just too emotional. I just hope I don't go whining while watching it with Jhay. That would be embarrassing. Or he might go comfort me or something. We sat on bean bags just below my bed. I watched Jhay as he stares at the T.V. He sure was pretty attractive when he's serious. I like guys when they're not talking. You see a whole new side of them. A side you won't probably see everyday. He glanced at me and I turned my head facing the T.V. I bet he saw me. But I didn't stared back. Few minutes passed, I heard my stomach shouting in rebellion. I forgot I haven't eaten anything today. I tapped Jhay to tell him I was going to grab something to eat, but I turns out he was already asleep. I examined his face really slowly. He was hot as hell. I leaned towards him and drew my face closer. I couldn't stop myself. I feel like a magnet being attracted to the opposite pole. The moment I had complete control of my body, I was already a centimeter away from touching lips. I could feel he's sweet breath. His carbon dioxide was like oxygen to me. I try to pinch him to check if he was really asleep. He didn't react, so I stole a kiss. It lasted for about 5 seconds, but I thought I was kissing him for 1 hour already. I love the feeling when as if time stops when you're so into the moment. I pulled myself back and gasped for air. I shouldn't have done that. It was obviously wrong taking advantage of him while he's sleeping, yet if felt so right. His soft lips touching mine. It was smooth, hot, sweet and tender. I restrained myself and went downstairs. I can't fall for him right now. Not until I know what he really is. It's not really easy falling in love with a straight guy who can't and won't love you back. That's just not how it goes. I'd be stupid if I fall for a straight guy. It would hurt a lot. I had to be strong and resist him. I went back to my room with some snacks and drinks, when I sat back down, he woke up.
"Oh sorry. Did I wake you?" I made a squeaky noise as I sat on the bean bag.
"No." Rubbing his eyes. "Just bored. I've watched the movie before anyways."
"Then why'd you pick it?" Sounding annoyed.
"I thought you might like it. Chicks dig romantic movies right?"
"I'm not a chick!" I punched it in the arm. He didn't even flinched.
"You hit like a girl!" Laughing out loud.
I threw countless punches at him. Do I look like a girl? Well, I do have a slender body and facial features of a girl. I was born this way. Was he insulting me or something?
"Stop punching." He punched me back. He hit so hard I fell on the floor.
"Why'd you do that for?" Caressing my arm. I can still feel the pain.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to hit you hard. I was just getting back from your punches. You said your not a chick anyway so I think that gives me the right to hit you." Then he smiled and helped me get back to my sit.
"If I get bruises, you're so dead."
"What you gonna do? TIckle me to death?" He kept poking my cheek. He was really provoking me. But I do find it cute.
"Shut up. Let's just finish the movie. You can sleep again if you want."
"So you do like the movie?"
"Yeah. It doesn't fail to make me cry." I confessed.
"I did cry when I saw it for the first time." Bowing down his head looking shy. Having to hear this side of Jhay made me blush. Don't you find a guy attractive when he cries? I know guys can be tough but having to see their soft side is really heart melting.
"You did?!" Acting shocked. "That's cute." I giggled.
"You find that cute?" Looking puzzled.
"You rarely see guys cry you know. Well mostly straight guys. They're so tough and strong."
"Well I did lost someone." He confessed.
"What? Who? Was she your girlfriend? That's why the movie made you cry?"
"No. My younger sister." He never mentioned any of this before. He only told me about his older brother.
"I'm sorry. So what happened to her."
"She got sick. She had been sickly ever since. I guess her body couldn't take it anymore." I saw a tear drop felt from Jhay's eyes. He was crying. I felt guilty for opening up the topic about her sister. What am I suppose to do? I haven't comforted a friend about this sort of thing. I suddenly wiped his tears and kissed his cheek. I hugged him tight and whispered "It's ok. I'm right here.". To my surprise he hugged me back. We were hugging each other for like 5 minutes and then he let go of me as I did the same.
"Sorry you had to see me like this. I just miss her so much."
"It's ok. I shouldn't have brought that up."
"Please just keep this between us."
I tell Jean everything, but this time, I think I should keep it to myself. Knowing Jhay's soft spot definitely made my day.
"Better go. It's getting late. See you at school tomorrow." He tapped my hand as he ran downstairs.
What happened today wasn't actually part of my game plan. So now that I know what his weakness was, flirting will be a breeze. But does seeing him cry proof enough that he was bisexual or gay? I mean he sure was soft. I'll just have to find out sooner.
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Lovers Who Uncover (A Gay Love Story)
Teen FictionKeith, a model of the Photography Club, is one of the popular kids in College. Everybody wants him, even boys. But no one has the guts to even approach him. Until he met a newcomer, Jhay, who joined the Photography Club as a photographer. Keith defi...