(Mitch POV)
"What?" I asked him.
I was so confused. I thought we were friends. He likes me? Whenever I like a guy they never like me back because you know... they are straight.
"Why do you think I kissed you? Yes, of course I like you.. do you like me Mitch?" He asked.
I blushed. I could hardly hear him over all the thoughts in my head. Those thoughts were happy, anxious but mostly confused. A boy, like him.. how could he like a boy like me?
"Mitch?" He asked with his voice slightly louder.
Wow.. a boy like him... he likes a boy like me. I slowly became confident from my thoughts in my head.
"Do you drive?" I asked him.
He nodded.
"Ok, lets go." I demanded feeling confident as ever.
He looked confused at first but then shrugged his shoulders. He put on his leather jacket and handed me my little wool sweater. We were off to the parking lot. Or mostly known around my school: the HUL, hook up lot.
We both got into his '05 Ford Mustang. It was sexy. He was so lucky to have that car. It smelt brand new, so it probably was a birthday gift. He looked at me and smiled. The gaze he gave me was so powerful. It gave me a feeling in my stomach I've never got before(and a feeling in my pants that I've got before). As I was looking into his eyes his hand moved slowly towards me. Very slowly in which it made me think that he was going to start touching me and feeling me up. I looked at him and his eyes were no longer on mine. As I was about to say something I finally figured out what the hell he was doing.
Beyoncé, he turned up Beyoncé that was playing on the radio. He looked at me and we chuckled. That is one of the many reasons I liked him.
"Mitch, are we going to... have sex?" Scott asked.
I shrugged. I realized how that made him excited and needy. I'm excited, I'm going to surprise him probably.
At my school people made fun of me for my high pitched voice. It really sucked. Boys would always make fun of me but then later on want to hook up. The HUL is where I spent most of my time on the weekends. My parents always thought that I was going to the movies or the park. But little did they know I've swallowed more cum shots than a prostitute. The whole school knew I was gay. It was both freeing and problematic, being the 2000's, in Texas and all.
As we pulled up to the HUL. We noticed that it wasn't as busy as usual. Usually you see about 10-20 cars, this time there were only five cars including us. 2 cars were going at it, 1 couple was making out and the other was just talking. Usually you didn't see cool kids here, only the unknowns.
We had names for the types of kids. The popular kids were the well knowns. The unpopular people were known as the unknowns. And in between was us, the acknowledged. There were about 3,000 people in the school but it wasn't even. There were 550 unknowns, 1,225 acknowledged and the same for the well knowns. Everyone knew who the unknowns and well-knows were. So if you didn't recognize someone they were most likely an acknowledged.
"So, let's do this." I said while looking into Scott's eyes.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and went on top of him. He looked up and smiled. I put my hands on his cheeks and started to kiss him. He put his hands around my middle back. We were doing that for about 10 minutes. He unbuckled his seatbelt and we went to the back seats for more room.
When we both were in the back seats I looked at Scott. He gave me the gaze again. We kissed some more and finally got comfortable. I took off his shirt and he took off mine. As he unzipped my jeans his hands started to shake and sweat.
"Scott, if you don't wanna do this you don't have to." I told him.
"No I'm fine, I want to do this. Yes, I'm nervous but-" he paused and looked down on the leather seats. And continued with his eyes closed, "I wanna do this." He replied.
He gave me the gaze again. Which I know named "heart-eyes hoying". He took my pants off and I took off his. We took off our own underwear, because you know, privacy. He looked at me again with that gaze, and started to kiss me. He pushed me back and continued to make out with me.
As we were about to get started we heard a knock on the window. We both looked at each other and quickly got dressed. We kissed one last time and got to the front seats. Scott rolled down the window to see an acknowledged. She had brown hair up to her boob area. She had beautiful brown eyes.
"Hi Christine!" Scott exclaimed.
"Come on Scott, you know my name is Kirstin, stop being a little bitch about it." She then looked over at me.
"Mitch, are you serious. Get out of this car come with us."
Kirstie and I dated in middle school. That was when I was "straight". We drifted apart because I started hanging out with acknowledges and she started hanging out with the well-knowns. But she was still an acknowledged no matter how hard she tried.
"So Kennith, why are you still and acknowledged if you hang out with the well-knows? Trying to hard?" Scott asked.
"Mitch choose. Us or this ass." Kirstie completely ignored whatever Scott said. That was their relationship. I think that they would be great friends if only they didn't annoy the shit out of each other.
Heart-eyes hoying looked at me once again looking for the same answer as Kristin... sorry, Kirstin. There would be different outcomes. Go with Kirstin and hang out at the mall with the well-knowns. Go with Scott and go to a drive in movie with Scott and continue our business.
Scott and Kirstin were still talking saying the wrong names. Bickering but also laughing really hard. I think they were good friends at this point I couldn't tell. Maybe they had a brother and sister relationship or maybe...
"Oh my god. What is going on right now?!"
