The Trouble With Love (SHOEY Fanfic) DISCONTINUED

Stop the music (Chapter 2) EDITED DECEMBER 19th, 2014

My head snaps up and my hands instantly cover my crotch as Izzy storms in.

"Ummm..."

I lay there awkwardly as she stalked to the camera. Seeing that it was on, she let out a frustrated growl and turned it off.

She shakes her head and walks over to Shane, who was currently sobbing harder into my chest now that his sister was here. The disappointed and angry look on her face reminded me of my mother...

"Joey?? Should I even ask?!"

I hang my head feeling defeated.

"What is there to explain?"

She sighs and crosses her arms sternly.

"I'll take care of him. Go get cleaned up." I quickly agree and cover myself with a pillow. I grab my clothes and go into Shane's bathroom. I could hear Izzy begin fussing at Shane before I closed the door, so I decided to zone out as I dressed.

I quickly put on my clothes and somewhat fixed my hair, muttering to myself bitterly.

"Everything just happened so fast... Shane and I just... Am I full gay??? No... I... Well... What if I am? I just had sex with a guy... I lost my virginity. I lost my gay virginity..."

I sat against the wall and sighed.

What if I love him...? Why did he instigate sex? Did he only do that so he could have a fuck buddy? Does he love me back, or just want to be friends with benefits?

This was difficult to think about.. I've never felt love before, and the swirling emotions and testosterone and leftover horniness at the thought of what I've done were making me dizzy. My mind couldn't focus, and I just wanted to get out of here. But Shane still lingered in my brain, the taste of his lips, the warmth of his fingers, the curve of his hips. His essence poisoned my mind and soul, tearing through my body like a toxin, demanding that I make him mine forever.

I will tell him.

Where did this courage come from?

As I walk back into the bedroom I notice Shane was in his shorts and boxers. He was laying on the bed with his back to me, and I could still hear his muffled whimpers.

Izzy was standing in the doorway to his room, still scowling.

"Joey, are you gay?" She hissed quietly, making sure Shane couldn't hear.

I looked down and swallowed. I glance to my left and see Shane, and I lower my voice as well. "I-I... I think Shane turned me full gay..."

Her blue eyes widened and she took a step towards me. She looked mildly concerned, like a mother to her son.

"Are you okay with that?"

"I don't know... I'm scared..."

She wraps her arms around me and hugs me.

"It's okay to be gay. If you like boys you like boys. Shane seems to be a bit upset about whatever just happened. Go help him, boy!"

I nodded slowly and backed away. She smiled encouragingly, but there was something else hiding behind her shimmering eyes. Something deeper, more intense. But I ignored it. She told me to help Shane.

Without hesitation I climbed up on the bed and laid down next to him, gently resting a hand on his waist.

His breathing seemed to slow and he looked up at me when I did. His eyes were red and puffy from crying, and his hair was a tousled mess. My heart began to race and my breathing quickened. I haven't told anyone I loved them since... Highschool... This was extremely nerve wracking for me.

I lean closer to his ear and shakily whispered-

"Shane... I think I love you...."

His eyes widen and he scoots closer to me, sliding his arms around my waist.

I look into his beautiful blue eyes, and I didn't care that Izzy was watching. Shane and I were in our own little world.

He just looks... Amazing....

"I think I love you too, Joey..."

Wait.

He didn't just want me for sex...? He actually loves me??