It All Started with a Dare (Boyxboy) [CURRENTLY ON HOLD]

Chapter 1 - Opening Up

Matt's POV

Several weeks earlier

"No! I don't want to!" I whined in protest, only whispering it so that only the ones at the table could here.

"C'mon Matt! You're just gonna talk to him! There's nothing bad about that, right?" She forced, also whispering.

"No, there IS something bad about that! What if I stammer like an idiot? What if I froze mid-sentence because I look at his gorgeous face!?" I demanded.

"Then don't look! How hard is that?" She suggested.

"How can I NOT look?" I countered.

This girl just won't stop, will she? Oh you're probrably wondering, we're having a debate if I should talk to Lance.

Yes people, the one and only Lance Anderson, one of the hottest boys in school.

Why? 'Cause he is just so PERFECT!

Straight A's, sexy body, handsome face, mysterious, how would you NOT notice that!?

But of course, the most clichèd part,

His straight.

Of course.

Anyway, she looked at pass my shoulder to the table where Lance was staying

"You're right, he's way too hot for you." She said with her 'Oh, you're right' look

"You bet I'm right! Now be quiet before I shove my sandwich in your mouth!" I ordered, which she did obeyed.

"Look, I'm just saying that you should atleast be friends with him so you could know him better" She explained.

"I know, I know. It's just that... We're so different that I don't think he'll like me or atleast be friends with me" I sighed.

"Maybe you should take advice to someone who is... Oh, I don't know... related to him?" She suggested sarcastically , apparantly we both knew who is she talking about.

I was about to answer but my instincts said not to, like something unexpected might happen but I answered anyway.

"You know I can't right? Because, what if he asks why? What if notices that I'm the G-word?-"

"The G-word? Really?" She interrupted with a poker face.

"I hate it when I call myself gay you know! Anyway, what if he doesn't accept me? For who I am?" I explained, earning a sigh from her. Good thing Gio's not around. Or is he? "And let's drop it. Gio might show up any minute."

Casey sighed dramatically .

"Matt, Gio will understand-" She was interrupted by a voice.

"Will understand what Casey?" Gio asked cluelessly, cutting Casey off mid-sentence

I gulp and gave Casey a 'I told you to shut up!' look and returned it with a 'Oops, sorry' look.

I knew my instincts were right.

I told you so!

Shut up Instincts!

Anyway, I turned around nervously to face Gio, who seems to get my look.

"Is there anything you haven't tell me Matt?" Gio asked.

"Uhm... Yeah... Well, will you sit down first?" I inquired, getting nervous by the second. He did anyway.

"Are you sure you won't freak out? Or hate me?" I asked, making sure.

"Matt, whatever it is, I won't freak out or hate you." He reassured