THE KISS

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We all sit in the theater. We got there early. All the boys are laughing, screaming, high fiving. You know, typical guy stuff. The guys say the are going to the washroom. I don't move. Josh gets up to go,but the guys push his chest and seat him back down.
"No no,keep your BOY FRIEND company. "
They say laughing hysterically. I go red. Or at least I feel I'm going red. Like you know when your palms get wet and your face feels hot? Yeah, that red.
"He's not my-"
He gets cut off by the theater door slamimg shut.
He lets out a sharp exhale.
It's just me and him.
Sitting in a empty, dark-ish theater.
I hear him breathe. That's how quiet it is. Sometimes, quiet is violent.he is 4 seats away from me. I just breathe as quiet as a can, staring at a wall of bricks for the props onstage.He gets up, and moves to the seat next to me. Crap. My heart beats faster. And loud? I can actually HEAR my heart. I hope he can't hear my heart. Then he would know I'm nervous. He Looks at me. I see it from the corner of my eyes.
"Tyler..."
"Don't. Just don't. We don't have to talk about us having sex. I'm married. We aren't telling Jenna and it ment nothing. We were both sad. And drunk. Or at least I was drunk. So don't. Don't give me a pity apologize."

"No. Tyler?  What i was going to say is i think I love you."
It's josh. I do love him. I love him so much. But Jenna loves me. I can't break her heart by being gay with someone she doesn't even like.
I look into his eyes. His brown/green eyes. Beautiful. Beautiful eyes. Perfect. His eyes tell his whole personality. While looking at each other he says,
"I know you feel the same way. It's impossible if you don't."
  I can't. I love him. Do you know how bad it's hurts to love Jenna and not him? It hurts bad.
I lean in. It's wrong. I know. Slowly. Our lips touch. Ugh,I taste blueberries. Such soft lips. How can something so wrong feel so right?
We end our 7 second kiss. I look away and down to the floor.
"Oh,Jenna...."
He says.
"I know. We have to tell her. I can't keep this from her."
"No, Tyler,"
I stand up and face him.
"Josh I love you! OK I can't hide it anymore! I love you! I pick you!I need, you."
I smile lightly.

"Tyler!"
"Huh?" I say. I turn around because he seems to be staring behind me.

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