My Snarky Tutor(Boyxboy)

Chapter Thirty-Five

 (Noah's P.O.V)

 After we both were calm and no longer felt like crying, we both laid down on the bed facing each other. Neither of spoke for the longest of time and I was okay with that. It wasn't tense anymore, it was relaxing, like usual.

Eric then broke the silence

"I'm sorry, Noah. I didn't mean to break down like that. I made it seem like it was your fault."

"It's fine." I replied. "I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to hurt you."

He rested his hand on my cheek and smiled, saying he knows. Then, he asked me if my parents knew I hurt myself.

"No," I answered, wishing he hadn't brought it up. But I knew that I had to face them eventually. "They already have enough to deal with already. When I'm sure they won't leave me, then, maybe I'll let them know."

Crap, just when I thought I got rid of the painful tightness in my chest, It came back.

"They will never leave you." Eric reassured me. Even though I believed him, I still had a little bit of doubt.

"How do you know?" I whispered.

Without hesitation, he answered my question.

"Because the biggest mistake anyone can make is leaving you."

I smiled at him and looked down at his lips then quickly looked back up. I wanted to kiss him. He said he loves me so...it should be fine. Right?

All of a sudden, there was a knock on my door. I secretly hoped it was my grandpa and that he won't make us come out.

"Yes?" I answered.

"Are you two okay?" my grandpa asked through the door.

"Yes!" I said again then I heard footsteps. I sighed in relief.

Eric looked confused.

"Um...isn't he way too cool about having me in your room for a long time with the door locked?"

Since I hadn't thought about it like that, I turned crimson.

"Pervert..." I said sheepishly and he just smiled at me in return.

It was quiet for a moment then he asked me if grandpa knew about it.

I nodded.

"Yes. I told him how felt about you." I felt really nervous about saying that but the look of affection on his face. I loved it when he looked at me like that.

"Eric?" I asked. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." he said playfully.

I pushed him lightly and he smiled then nodded.

"What are we?" I asked.

Eric opened his mouth then closed it. It was clear that he didn't know either. He then said "I think we passed the friendzone."

I let out a little laugh. I knew that much.

"What about you?" he asked me, catching me off guard. I didn't know what to say.

"I don't know. Are we dating?"

"Well..." he replied. "not really. But I do want to date you. I'd love to go on 100 dates with you. Maybe more."

I smiled widely but I felt guilty.

"It's my fault. Our relationship isn't really going anywhere because of my problems. I'm sorry."

Eric gave me a confused look then said "No it isn't. It's not your fault that you're not ready."

I then blurted out "So you don't mind if we don't do...anything?"