We're sitting at school, surrounded by our friends. There's five different conversations going on at once.
I can hear a few people discussing memes, some others talking about a party and I hear someone mention a test.
I look over at you and you're already looking at me. It's become as though we can read each other's thoughts lately.
You raise your eyebrows and nod towards the door. I know exactly what you mean.
I smile and nod. And we immediately get to our feet.
"We're going to the toilet, see you guys later!" I call out to the group. We head for the door.
"Some alone time?" I ask you.
You laugh in reply.
As soon as we clear the door you let out a breath. "It's so weird not to tell everyone..."
"Yeah." I smile at you. "That's why we should just tell them..." I lean back against the wall.
"No," you shake your head. "We can't do that yet?"
"But-"
"Nooo."
I sigh, "when we finally tell them, they'll get so annoyed that we didn't tell them, or that they didn't realise, I guess that would be funny?"
"Yeah." You nod.
"Plus..." I lean forward, towards you. Your face is so close to mine. I say quietly, "you're all mine."
You burst into a smile.
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Being Pansexual
RomansaBeing pansexual... It's all a bit difficult when you're falling in love with someone you can't have. -- Notes on falling in love with my best friend, realising i'm pansexual and a few random other things story of my life