Micah Vallenti has been in the closet all his life, taking his time in coming to terms with his sexuality as well as himself. Everything all of a sudden changes the second he gets outed by a boy he had trusted and known for years. Broken, dismayed...
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My cheeks were incredibly reddened as I had on the biggest smile, my head spinning as Logan and I just sat next to each other on the grass.
We watched Benny dance so carelessly amongst the crowd around him, his red cup with alcohol just spilling on people and on him, but nobody even cared.
"Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna, brought the Wraith to China just to race in China!" Benny screeched the lyrics to the song as his hands went against his knees, beginning to twerk against random people he didn't even know. "Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China!" Benny fell back to a bunch of people as he cackled.
"Why am I not surprised that Benny would be this crazy when he's drunk." I smiled, biting my lip as he stayed on the ground and wiggled his body like a worm, some people laughing at him as they continued dancing. "Where did Keanu go?" I asked, feeling so much heat in my face.
Logan remained quiet as he stared at me with his head against his legs that was caged within his arms. I felt my eyes droop and my mouth slightly widen as my head rocked by itself. "Why are you looking at me like that Logan?" I asked amused.
Logan looked up to laugh. "Because you're laughing so loud for no reason Micah!" His words slightly slurred in volume.
My mouth widened as I tilted my head at him. "I am? Oh shit!" Not aware of the fact that I've been laughing by myself for the past hour. "Being drunk makes me so dizzy." I blurted out.
"Same." Logan yawned, looking down at the red cups underneath us with a grin. "Look at how many cups we used." He chuckled.
I just remained quiet as I sat still, a huge smile plastered on my face. "Logan." I turned towards him. "I have a super duper super serious question for you." I tried not to laugh out loud as he turned back towards me.
His mouth widened in subtle shock. "That's a very serious question. What is it?"
My vision blurred as I moved closer towards Logan, my arms brushing against his. "If your shirt isn't buttoned, then why even have a shirt on?" I asked loudly over the music as I rapidly pulled his silky shirt off, exposing his snowy white body that was glistening of sweat. "You look like a marshmallow." I cackled, not aware of what I was doing but I was doing something.
"Just because I'm pale as hell? Fuck you!" He laughed, his head rubbing against my shoulder for only a second as he looked back up. "Well you look like a caramel apple!" He deeply snickered, biting into his reddened lips as his shirtless body fell back against the cold grass.
I glanced at Logan's cloudy hair slightly fall onto his face as his abs and v line bended upward to stretch, making me unconsciously lay next to him. "Plot twist, caramel apples are a lot sweeter than marshmallows though!" I smiled, our eyes meeting.
"Prove it." Logan licked his lips at me, setting off something off my brain to do something I don't know why I wanted to do.
I tucked some strands of his soft hair behind his ear as I smiled, staring at him for only a moment, then plunging my lips into his warm ones as I quickly went over his body, my arms pushing his chiseled arms deeper into the ground.
