Romeo And Julian (Part Three)

Chapter Six

This is so different from what I was expecting! I feel like I actively want to be in this relationship! And people are accepting that! In fact, Hannah came over to be just before school ended and had a few things to say.

"I always knew it."

"Umm..." This girl has always been confusing. "Knew what? That I liked Julian?"

"That you liked guys, you idiot." She laughed.

"It's not really guys, it's more of just Julian." I explained.

Hannah rolled her eyes. "I'm going to tell you the same things my parents told me. It's just because you haven't found the right guy. And look! Now you have!"

Wait a minute... "Are you saying..?"

"I like chicks." She stated out. "I've been in the closet for years."

"So... Why the Hell are you telling me?! Shouldn't you tell people that you're closer with? Friends and family?"

"My mom and dad have known for awhile, but I'm telling you because we're not as close. As far as my friends are concerned, I'm straight as a pencil, and I find gay couples to be adorable." She explained. "Which half of that is true."

"But..." I really don't understand this chick. "Why tell me?"

"Trust." Hannah said. "It's a two way streak. I want you to know I'm available to talk to, and I know the best way for you to trust me is if I trust you."

Then she just walked away, waving goodbye. Not quite sure what to think about that.

The final bell rang and everyone started streaming out of their classes, eager to leave school and use up whatever time they had. I looked up and down the hall, not seeing the one guy I was looking for, then everything went dark as a small pair of hands covered my eyes.

"Guess who." A familiar voice said behind me.

"Hmm..." I held back a moment, thinking about all the short guys that I know that could possibly sound like that. "Hermes, god of cliches."

"Athena, god of being fabulous." He giggled. "And you know that you wouldn't be nearly as fabulous without me."

"Never." I said, turning around and putting my arms over Julian's shoulders to pull him close.

His breath was smooth against my chest, and his arms were gentle as they wrapped around me in a soft hug.

"So how was your day?" I asked, my head resting on Julian's beanie.

The smaller boy shrugged. "It was ok. People were weirdly nice to me, and I only coughed a lot rather than coughing a lot with blood mixed in."

"That's a win."

"Yeah."

Then silence. Not the uncomfortable or awkward kind, but a good silence. Just the two of us holding close to each other. The only issue was when I realized we're were standing in the middle of the hallways like a couple of weirdos.

"Maybe we should go." I suggested.

Julian looked up at me with his chocolate eyes. "Your place or mine?" He asked with a smirk.

"Depends on what you're feeling like doing." I replied, chuckling slightly at him.

"Ok. Your place."

Within a few minutes we were in my car and on our way to the house. A few more minutes and we were walking through the front door.

"No cars out front besides yours." Julian told me, watching me with an expression I wasn't use to seeing on him.

He leaned up to me on his tip toes and kissed me gently, not moving his lips away as each of us responded with more pressure. I picked him up off the ground and started walking towards my bedroom, pushing the door open with my foot.

We continued making out as I placed Julian on my bed and crawled onto him, almost holding him down as he opened his mouth and my tongue pushed its way in. The small moans that came from him were amazing, and sounded even better when he started pushing his body into mine, rubbing his~

"Ok, I can't stay quiet anymore..."

Both mine and Julian's eyes shot open in shock, each of us freezing in place.

The sound of a girl clearing her throat forced us to admit that we were not alone. "I feel as if I picked a bad time to visit."

I very slowly got off of Julian, turning around to see my cousin, Grace, just sitting awkwardly at my computer desk.

"Umm... Surprise?"

"I thought you were in Switzerland." My voice came out as a ghost, still freaked out over what happened.

Grace shrugged, not making eye contact. "Not anymore. Just got back. Thought I'd visit." She said. "Apparently I was not the only person coming over."

"I'm just... Yeah, I'm just gonna go make some tea and hide in the bathroom." Julian muttered, his face red as a tomato as he stood up.

I sat in the now very awkward silence with my cousin, waiting for something to come to my head. This really isn't what's supposed to happen when a relative comes back to the country after a year away.

"Was that a guy?"

I should've seen that question coming.

"Yeah."

Another bit of silence.

"So you're gay?"

Another question that should have been obvious.

"Figuring that out."

Another bout of silence.

"Soooooooooo." Grace said, her smirk practically audible. "Who's top?"

What? T-that's her question? Out of anything she could ask? And why does she sound so pleased with this?!

"What is wrong with you?" I asked plainly.

She frowned at me. "What? I just want to know which one of you enjoys taking it up the ass."

"Ok, first of all, you don't need to learn about my sex life! Second of all, we aren't at that point! And third of all, when did you start swearing so casually?!"

"Swearing isn't really a big deal in Europe." Grace stated. "I just got more use to saying fuck, cunt, and bitch. Normal stuff."

"Not normal!" I shouted.

"Neither is taking it up the ass, yet you still do that." Julian said from the other side of the door.

Grace jumped up in triumph. "I knew it!!"

"We haven't even had sex yet!"