Only silence is from Keith after I tell him that the voice still haunts.He's never going to want to talk to you again. You're only chance at making a friend is gone. He'll never accept you.
I stare at him and he stares back at me. I never realized how pretty he was. It's an odd thought. He's a boy. His hair is messed up from me rubbing it so much. His violet eyes stare into my blue and I can see him lean forward slightly.
His face nears mine and I'm about to ask him what he's doing when his lips crash into mine. My eyes are wide open and I watch as his close. His face is so close I can see all his perfections up close.
As soon as the sweet surprise started it ends.
Keith pulls away and quickly lets go of me. He's a blushing mess but I'm sure I am as well. "I'm so sorry I know that you're not gay-" Keith is interrupted when I pull him back to me and kiss him. Harder and more passionate than the first kiss. I watch as he closes his eyes and I close my eyes tight.
I pull him closer to me until he's practically on my lap and I break the kiss to grasp for breath. He pants and he looks down at me with confusion and embarrassment.
"I didn't know you liked me that way." I say to break the silence. He looks away, "I didn't know that either."
He doesn't like you and you know it. He only kissed you because he felt bad for you.
"Lance. Can we get food? I have cash in my pockets." I gulp, "Keith I already told you-""I don't care. We are eating. You are eating. And then we are talking about what just happened."
I gulp down my immediate sense of dread. I nod. We stand up and walk over to his bike. Before I put on my helmet Keith kisses me quickly. Then he shoves his helmet on before I can kiss him back. I put my helmet over my blushing face and I'm glad Keith can't see me.
When I get on the motorcycle this intimate position just got a whole lot more intimate. I wrap my arms around Keith and my chest leans on him. We're so close so I just rest my head on his back. I'm tired and he's warm and it feels so good to just lay on him.
"Keith?"
"Yes Lance?"
"Can we go to McDonald's?"********
We sit down at a table with our food. Keith got six chicken nuggets and a black coffee and I got a cheeseburger and a coke with fries. Keith made sure I ordered something.
I unwrap my burger and glare at it.
Don't listen to Keith. Don't eat it. You know you don't deserve to eat.
I grab the burger and take a bite. I can already feel bile raise in my throat but I push it down and swallow. Hard.
Keith sits next to me in the booth and he watches me warily while eating his chicken nuggets. "Lance. Promise me you won't throw that up." He says while resting his hand on my thigh.
I nod and manage to say "I promise" with my mouth stuffed with burger. Liar liar.
I eat a fry and I remember how good food tastes. I take a sip of coke and then another couple bites of my burger. Keith rests his head on my shoulder and I tense up a bit.
"Lance..." I look to my right and down at him on my shoulder, "What are we now?" I don't answer because I don't know. I just keep eating my food. Keith picks a fry from my stuff and eats it. I playfully hit him.
"That is my fry mister!" He laughs but looks at me seriously. "Lance what are we?" I turn towards him, "Whatever you want us to be." I then kiss him for what seems like the millionth time but it doesn't get old. He kisses back and I feel so happy until I hear someone yell.
"FAGS!"
I quickly pull away from Keith and we look around the restaurant to see who yelled and I see a group of boys in a booth with their cameras out. Taking videos and pictures.
I quickly pull Keith out of the booth with me and we run out of the restaurant. We run to the motorcycles and we each hop on and shove on our helmets. Keith quickly starts up the engine and I regret everything we did at the McDonald's.
Do I really?
Yes. Of course you regret that. Now everyone at school will see you as a fag. You're a fag.
I don't think I regret kissing Keith.
I wrap myself around him and I cry softly in the hidden helmet. I think Keith might be crying too because he's shaking. I'm furious. What's wrong with two guys being together. Also it's so late, who's even out this late?
You were here. With a boy. Kissing the boy. Fag.
We zoom away from the McDonalds and I think Keith is dropping me off at my house because we are back in my neighborhood.
We slow down when we get to my house. Keith parks out in front of the rundown house. We take off our helmets and we get off the bike. We walk to my front door in silence. Once we get to my door I look at the shorter boy. He isn't crying. He's furious.
"Lance I'm so sorry. I know you'll never want to be with me again. Now the school is going to spread rumors about you." Keith starts apologizing. "Let them." I grab Keith by the shoulders. "Let them say what they want to say. I really like you and I want to try this out." I smile and Keith sort of smiles back at me.
"Let's try us out." I say before I pull him into a passionate kiss.
AYYYYYYY!!!!! A klance kiss was long overdue tbh. I'm hoping you guys don't think this is too soon. Hope you enjoyed reading and thank youuu!! Have an awesome day~~~~
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The Boy in the Rain//Klance
FanfictionHow ironic it would be that the first and last times I had seen him would be with him standing in the rain. Face tilted high, like he wasn't afraid. Yet you could see the tears staining his cheeks, the difference between the rain and his tears is th...