The Brains and The Rebel

Chapter VI

Owen has been staying with us for five months now, and that awkward feeling I get around him grows even more. Sometimes I even have dreams where it's just me and him, holding hands. The thought of that makes me embarrassed and another feeling. I can't think of what it is but whenever I see him, I feel my cheek flustered and I swear if I got any closer, he would probably make fun of me. One night, I went into the kitchen to get something to drink. I was so deep in thought I didn't notice that Owen was on top of the counter. 

I feel like we gotten closer over the past few months, so it was natural to Owen to say hi to me.

"Yo." He waved.

"Hm?" I looked at him and felt my cheeks flustered deeply.

He was only wearing gym shorts and I could see his scars. Ever since my mom and I let him stay here, he's been wearing less clothing. One day, when my mom wasn't home, he walked around the house fully nude. I felt like I was getting a nosebleed and made up an excuse to hide in my room. Seeing him naked made me even more curious, not sure about what though. 

He looked at me and smirked, " Forgot I live here?" 

I chuckled and rubbed my neck, "Haha, oh no. I wasn't paying attention."

I looked at him and he smiled, "Yeah, everything okay up there?"

"Y-yeah!" I went over to the cover and opened it.

The cups were on the top shelf and I was just a little short to reach so I had to get on my tippy toes. as I was reaching, I felt something right behind me and a hand reaching a cup.

I then heard Owen whispered, "I got it."

Feeling him so close to me, made my heart race. I also felt not only my cheeks burning, but his breath on my neck. I wanted to shudder, but I did my best to hide it as he handed me the cup.

"Here." He said softly.

"T-thank you." 

We stood close to each other, not moving. I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine, that's when we both realized. We both wanted the same thing: each other. Owen picked me up and set me on the counter, put a hand on my cheek and leaned in. I close my eyes and felt his soft lips against mine, at first it was gentle, then it was more like a hunger. I wanted it more, I wanted everything, but I pushed him back slightly.

"W-wait..." I stammered.

He panted lightly, " What's wrong?"

"N-nothing!I... I just need a breather."

He nodded and kissed my forehead, I smiled weakly. I never thought I could find love, especially after my dad left. I loved my family, but once he walked out the door I lost all hope of getting it back. Now that Owen is here, and wanting to give me as much as I want to for him, it was so overwhelming.

Just then, I heard the front door opened and Owen moved away, he knew I didn't want my mom to know I was gay. I hopped off the counter and rushed over to the fridge, getting water.

"Hey boys, how are you guys doing?!" My mom said with a smile.

"G-good!" I stuttered.

"I'm good as well, ma'am" Owen said with a smile.

"Oh, and why's that?" She asked.

"Um... Because we're graduating soon?" He said, thinking.

"Oh? Well, I can't wait for the ceremony!"

With that, she went to her bedroom. Once the door closed, we both looked at each other and saw Owen smile.

"So...Are we..?"