I looked up to see that he was standing there. Harry is the one I bumped into to.
"ugh you idiot!" I think to myself. He was staring at me with those beautiful eyes of his, and he had that perfect smile.
"Hey Jesse sorry I ran into you. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." He said helping me pick up my books.
I stood up and said "O no that was my fault. I was turning around to talk to someone and didn't make sure no one was coming."
"Harry come on baby, we're going to be late for class." Harry's girlfriend said pulling him by his arm.
"See you later." He says waving to me.
I just smiled at him and walked the opposite way to my class. I thankfully didn't have this class with him so I just walked in casually not really caring what people thought. I sat down and opened my book. The second bell rang and the teacher started class.
I spent all hour going through the scenario in the hall over and over again. It hurt so much but I just kept thinking of his beautiful smile and lovely eyes, the way his lips move when he talks. Everything about him is lovely, beautiful, and perfect.
"Jesse..Jesse?" The teacher said.
"What. yeah?" I ask.
"When your done daydreaming about who knows what =, would you like to participate in class" She asked.
He's daydreaming about his boyfriend." Cameron said, blowing a mocking kiss in my general direction.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled, shooting up from my desk and sending it to the floor.
"Come on and make me fag!" He said.
"Alright boys that's enough, Cameron can I see you in the hall after class." She said.
The class droned on, its surprising how 49 minutes can feel like a life time. I spent the rest of the class trying to cool off and get my anger under control before I went over to Cameron and knocked the living shit out of him. The bell rang to go home, I went to my
locker and got all of my stuff together.
"Hey!" someone said rather happily behind me. I turned around to see Harry standing there.
"Hi" I said nervously.
"So ok I know that you and I don't know each other all that well and that your probably not a big fan of mine but I'd like for us to hang out sometime, if that's cool with you." Harry said smiling and rubbing the back of his next like he was nervous.
"Uh, sure ya that would be cool." I said trying to appear not that interested or excited about his other, but I obviously was and so failed at that.
"Awesome, well I have to go, gotta go home and all ya know." He said shrugging and starting to walk away.
"Ok, see ya." I said
He stopped and said "Oh heres my number, text or call me sometime, k?"
"Yeah totally." I said taking the slip of note book paper out of his hands.
I program his number into my phone. I walk to my bus and get on in a dreamy haze. My phone goes off and I read the text.
"Hey." Alice sent
"Hey guess what!!" I replied
"What?!?!?!" Alice replied
I send back "Me and Harry talked after class today...he gave me his number telling to text him sometime and that we should hang out!!"
"OMG, really that's awesome!!...he's hot you should give me his number sometime." She sent in return.
"No, lol I don't think he'd like me giving his number to someone he doesn't know." I sent. Also Alice doesn't know that I'm gay so she has no idea how big of a crush I have on Harry
"Lol fine alright..gtg." She sent back
I didn't bother texting back. When I got home I went to my room and listened to some Marilyn Manson radio on Pandora.
I was so happy that HE talked to ME and that he wants to me to and him to hang out sometime. This is such a good day, nothing could ruin it.
I wondered what would happen, would we become good friends, would he tell me that he is bi (I hope he is anyway) and that he likes me. Then a thought crossed my mind, why does he think i am cool and want to talk to me, why not someone he's talked to before?
I sent him a text "Hey...why um do u want to hang out with me..why not someone you're actually friends with...don't get me wrong I'm psyched that you want to be friends and all!"
A few minutes went by and he sent back "Idk...I feel like since we talk some that we could be good friends (which I want us to be)...I got a question...are you um gay?"
I started getting really nervous and I was thinking about not replying or coming up with some excuse to go, but instead I sent "Um does it matter if I'm gay or not...I mean sexuality isn't a choice at all so does it really matter?"
"No not really....ik that it isn't a choice...I'm completely ok with any sexuality." He sent back.
As I read it my eyes lit up and my heart skipped a beat from hope, false probably but hope, that he might be interested.
"Really, that's amazing...it's rare to find someone like that in this town....O and yeeh I am gay..." I sent.
"O cool...and by the way this changes nothing...i still wanna talk and be friends." He replied a couple minutes later.
"You know what...you're really cool....hey I got to go..sorry I'll text you when I am done with my homework." I sent wanting with everything to just talk to him and ignore my responsibilities.
He didn't reply, I guess he figured it was polite idk.
