In Love With My Best friend (boyxboy)

It's Going To Be Okay

Ꮳhapter fourteen.

Zach's POV

He was lying still on my bed, facing the ceiling with his eyes wide open. I was packing, walking back and forth. He refused to help, he even tried stopping me from packing the first half hour, but eventually got tired and now he's not even sleeping.

"I told your mom." He simply said, still not moving.

"What did you tell her?" I asked sitting next to him. I placed a hand on his chest, looking sympathetically into his eyes.

"I told her I love you. She thinks it's a one-side thing, that you don't know I love you and that you're straight."

"Hey, I'm sorry about that. But you shouldn't have told her, maybe-" he cut me off by jumping up.

"Why not? Don't you want people to know? Do you want us to stay in the closet forever? Or maybe just until we grow apart?!" He started yelling. I pulled him tightly in for a hug.

"Shh, that'll never happen, stop saying stuff like that. I'll never let that happen, okay? Just please, calm down."

He began quietly sobbing against my chest, I wanted to cry too, but I know that when one of us is weak, the other has to be strong. He was strong during my breakdown, and now I have to be strong during his.

"It'll be alright, okay? Everything will be fine" I cooed, rubbing his back, and kissing his head. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as his shoulders shook.

"We're making this into a too big deal, it's not like I'm gonna be away for ever, right? I'll be back soon, like you said, time will fly by, faster than expected" I added. He nodded and looked up at me with a pouty face.

"Why can't we come out to her? Maybe she'll let you stay?"

"I don't think it'll help. When she makes a decision, nothing can stand in her way of making it happen."

"We can try"

"What good use will it do us? And to be honest, I don't think I can come out yet, Aaron. I'm not ready yet. I promise it's gonna happen, just... Not now, okay?"

"Well then you have to promise me not to sleep with the first faggot you lay eyes on in New York, there's probably many of them there" he smiled sweetly.

"Oh shut up, you're the only faggot I will ever sleep with" I smiled back. He leaned up, making me automatically lean down to kiss him. Our lips met in a slow and passionate kiss. I slowly laid him back down on the bed, rolling on top of him. I hovered above him, my legs between his. He placed both his legs around my waist and pulled me closer to him, his hands around my neck tightly. I slowly put my tongue in his mouth to deepen the kiss.

"I love you" he mumbled against my lips. I went lower to his neck leaving hickeys, earning a few low moans.

"And I love you"

***

I wake up, cuddled against Aaron. His bare back against my bare stomach. We were curled up in each other, my hand on his waist, our fingers intwined. I had to get out to take a shower, but as I moved a little, he squeezed his fingers so I couldn't let go.

"You're awake?" I whispered.

"Been for a while now..."

"Aaron... Did you even get some sleep?" I asked worriedly.

"Y-yes"

"Don't lie to me" I uttered.

"... No." He said and then turned around to face me.