Is He... Gay!? (boyxboy)

Chapter 29

*James POV*

After breakfast, Grant and I decided to meet up with our friends. After calling all of them and telling them where we should meet, we started getting dressed.

"I don't have any trunks here!", I yell from Grant's closet, " I need swimming shorts!"

"Calm down firebug, I have an extra pair. Why would swimming trunks be in the closet you weirdo.", He responds going to his dresser. He pulls out a rainbow pair of swimming trunks and throws them in my face.

"I'm not wearing these!", I say squinting my eyes. Does he want everyone to know I'm gay already? Damn, I haven't even campout to my mom or dad yet. Matter of fact, I think I should do that soon.

I shiver from the thought; will they accept me? I mean, they don't seem like homophobes or anything. Plus, mom's brother is gay and they seem to be good friends with him.

I shake my head getting the thought out so it won't ruin our day. It's so nice out we decided not to go to school. Especially since I just got out of the hospital.

"Fine, I'll wear the stupid shorts.", I say getting off the floor. I pull them on and grab my phone and wallet slipping on some flip flops. I look behind me and see Grant standing there in his boxers; I blush thinking about what happened last night. I gave in, I gave him all that I could. And damn, it was so fucking good. Just thinking about it makes me drool and want to throw him on the bed and shove his-

"Are you ready James?", he asks pulling me back to reality, "And stop eye-fucking me."

I roll my eyes, "Yeah I'm ready, let's go before Kobe and Dylan decide to eat all of the snacks before we get there."

Grant shakes his head and hurries to grab his things. We head out the door and jump into the car, me behind the wheel.

I hesitate for a moment before putting my seatbelt on; this is still hard. Even after driving over here, I can't just get in and leave. It's like my body doesn't want to let me.

"I can drive".

I hear Grant's voice from beside me and look over. I can feel the tears rising up in my eyes.

He looks at me with a pleading look and I sigh, unbuckling my seatbelt.

After we trade places and start driving, I put my headphones in and stare out the window. I shouldn't be this way. I'm afraid to fucking drive now!? I'll never be a normal person.

I feel hot tears run down my face but I don't care, I let them.

I cry until my nose is clogged and my vision is blurry.

I jump when I feel a hand touch my skin. I look over and see that Grant places his hand over mine. Had he known I was crying? Pretty sure.

I don't try to move his hand or even mention the gesture. I smile and look back out of the window, the warm ness coming from his hand keeping me anchored.

Sorry for not updating frequently right now guys, I'll make it up with a second book? Mostly a filler chapter (sorry not sorry)