Italy [boyxboy] ON HOLD

3.

Nicola Capone

I'm way too far deep in the closet. I live surrounded by my old dusty clothes and insects. Who told me being gay was easy? Oh yeah, no one.

But am I even gay though? I still find girls hot but damn I haven't been able to stop looking at guys in the hallways since I arrives.

I'm screwed.

"Guys please pay attention." Mrs Hammer pleaded as soon as she got in the classroom.

A boy I had never seen in my entire life is beside her. I could tell he was a bit awkward about the situation.

"This is Luca, he's new and he will be with us during the whole year. So please, be nice to him, yeah? Go find yourself a seat, Luca."

The new kid's green eyes move around the class and then he starts walking towards me. Well, towards the empty chair beside me.

He puts his bag down on the floor and his chocolate locks fall on his forehead with the movement. I like his hair. It's wavy.

He finds me staring and he dedicates me the cutest smile I've ever seen.

"Hey." He whispers once he's settled down on his new spot.

"Hey." I say back and fucking hell, I feel like he could rip my head off with his jawline any second.

"I'm Luca, well I guess you knew that already." The cute boy says after a couple of seconds.

"I'm Nicola, but I prefer Nick." I say and he nods.

"Italian-american I see." He comments and I smile.

"So observative, considering we are in an english school." I think out loud.

"Luca and Nicola, could you please save the conversation for later?" Mrs Hammer asks us and we both nod our heads.

The first school day and I already have met someone new. How interesting.