stephen's p.o.v.
"david!" i yell from the kitchen, "my dad said you can spend the night!" david was in my room, probably looking through my things.
i sigh and wonder how i'm going to bring up the fact that i'm questioning my sexuality. i head upstairs with two glasses of water and a packet of crisps.
"it's about time stephen!" david exclaimed, "what were you doing down there?" he smirks at me. "nothing david, my dad texted me and yeah. said they were going to stay up at his summer cabin for the night."
"alright." that's all he said. we sat in my room in silence, doing nothing. i broke the silence by saying, "david i need to talk to you." and i sit up.
david sits up as well, "what's wrong stephen? are you alright?" i can tell he's truly concerned. "yeah, i'm alright mate, i just really need to talk to you about something. and it's kind of personal so i need you to swear you'll mever tell another soul." i tell him, looking straight into his eyes.
he places his left hand on his abdomen and raises his right arm at a 90° angle and says, "stephen, i swear i will never tell another soul for as long as i live." we both laugh a little and i go back to trying to tell him.
"well..." i start off, "the other night, i was watchung the telly downstairs and i fell asleep on the couch. i woke up around 3 a.m. i think and i noticed i had," i hesitate a little, "'wood' in my downstairs. i decided to come up to my room and relieve myself. so i did and after i," another hesitation, "after i finished, some of it landed on my lower lip and i licked it off, not realizing at the moment that it had landed there."
he continues to stare intently at me with interest, "go on" he says. "i just licked my lips out of habit and i tasted it and i liked it. does that mean i'm gay? no, i can't be because i like emma. i just really need some help david."
he doesn't speak, because as soon as i finished talking, he pecked my lips. "david!" i blurt out, "what are you doin' mate!?" i exclaim.
"you said you needed help." he said, not looking away. "no, david, that's not what i meant for you to do." he doesn't look away from my eyes, it's like he's trying to find something.
he leans closer and closer, i stop him as he gets even closer, "david, no, stop." he looks at me with the look in his eyes, it's something i've never seen before.
"but stephen, you're the one that wants to know. so come on, try it out. aren't you curious?" i was, but i don't know if kissing my best mate would help me out.
"alright, fine. but if it doesn't help, we are to nev-" i'm suddenly interrupted by a pair of lips on mine. only this time, it wasn't a peck.
david was actually kissing me! i try to relax myself into the kiss, to see if i get any sort of reaction. and i do, i start to feel a warm inside and i can feel my face heat up a bit.
we finally pull apart and i'm extremely red. "so," david asks breathlessly. "how was that?" i don't know what to say, so i just say, "do it again."
i pull him but his shirt with both my hands and crash my lips to his. i've never felt this feeling ever before.
it's not like david is my first kiss. emma was actually my first believe it or not. we were younger, and it was before she met matt, and we just wanted to see what it was like.
i suddenly pull away from david, when i realize that i was kissing him. "what is it stephen? are you okay, mate?"
i look away from him, "um, y-yeah i, i just, um, i think you should just leave." he's shocked.
"what? stephen, was it something i did?" he places a hand on my knee, concern in his eyes.
"please, david." i start, "i think you should go.."
"why? you wanted to know, and besides, you technically came onto me with that kiss." he was right, so i say the only thing that comes to mind: "just go david."
i point to my bedroom door and he gets up angrily and walks out, stomping on his way out. i hear the front door shut and i think to myself, what have you done stephen, you twat. you probably just ruined the best friendship you've ever had.
i lie down onto my bed and clutch my pillow in my arms and burying my face into it, "please, come back david." i whisper
i start crying and i just let it all out. "why? why am i so stupid?" i shout to no one. i grab my phone out of my pocket and decide to text emma.
stephen: hey em, i know it's late right now and you're probably asleep, but i just, i think i fucked up my relationship with david. he's my best mate and i don't know what i'll do without him...
almost instantly i get a response:
emma: hi stevie. sorry to hear about that. what happened?? and i'm not asleep, what is sleep, i've never heard of it. lol, anyways tell me, what happened, maybe i can help.
i tell her everything that happened and she sent me a text back saying:
emma: oh stevie.. are you alright? do you need anything? why didn't you tell me you were questioning?? i love you no matter what. i'll always be here for you ❤
stephen: i guess i was just kind of scared, which i realize is stupid bc my dad's are gay and you love them. but i don't know what i'm gonna, i basically kissed him h asrder than he intended i think.
emma: well, i want you to go to hus house tomorrow and apologise. bring him some flowers and maybe a long speech about how you're sorry and that you wouldn't know what to do without him in your life. i'm going to sleep now, this wjole conversation took a lot out of me haha. goodnight stevie, love you lots ❤
stephen: love you lots as well em, and thank you ❤
i shut my phone off and think about it. i will go to his house tomorrow with flowers and an i'm sorry card. i'll also talk to him about what happened and why i told him off.
big day tomorrow, i hope it goes well and he doesn't stop being my friend. i go to bed and fall asleep quickly.
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Fanfictionant and dec are a married couple. they have a son named stephen. when he starts questioning sexuality he asks for help from his best friend david. but when things go a little too far, will their friendship ever be the same? "i think you should go.."...