The Kiss

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Zoe (the author) from the future here: In this chapter, I horribly misrepresented what a real panic attack is. I made it wayyy crazier than it really is, and everything about the way I described it was just absolutely wrong. I'm really sorry (and really salty as you can tell lmao)


LAURENS' POV

It was beautiful. I'd never felt anything like this with someone before, especially not so fast. This was insane, we had barely talked. So was this all based on physical appearance? Or was it truly love at first sight? Love... this can't be love. I just met this beautiful bastard. But I cannot get him out of my head.

ALEXANDER'S POV

I can't believe it. This isn't happening. How could someone as handsome as John be attracted to me? I'm just a fat little bastard. But here he is, kissing me... passionately? (A/N: sorry for the "passionately") What if this is just a dare? What if he doesn't really like me? But something deep in my brain tells me that's not true. A dare kiss wouldn't be this beautiful, this full of emotion. Wow, I sound so cheesy. I never wanted this moment to end but we had to break away eventually.

We pulled away simultaneously, out of breath. We looked up and saw the whole gang staring at us in disbelief. The first to speak was Peggy.

"We look away for 10 seconds and suddenly you guys are making out?" We all laughed and Laurens and I looked at each other again.

He gently pulled me up and put me back on my feet. "What can I say? I'm quite the charmer." He said, nonchalant. How could he be so calm after something so amazing happened?

"I think you're wrong. See, it's my fake clumsiness that started it." I teased. Everyone laughed again and all of the extreme emotions between us quickly faded away. Now it settled back into crush-like feelings. But we just kissed. And so soon after meeting! What did that mean for us? Were we dating? Was this a one off event? Were my emotions simply mine, or were the feelings mutual between us?

These questions raced through my mind as we walked to bio class, but some of them seemed answered as Laurens sneakily slid his hand into mine.

LAURENS' POV

I liked this boy even more than I thought. As we walked to biology, I snuck my hand into his, and luckily he excepted it and didn't even say a word.

So are we a "couple" now? I'm convinced now that this isn't attraction based on appearance, that kiss was too full of feelings to be. As my friends joked around I stayed silent, contemplating our relationship.

TWO WEEKS LATER

Alex and I talk a lot. I'm still not sure if we're a couple, we haven't kissed since the first day of school. Lafayette and Hercules are always bugging me and Alex about going on a triple date, including Thomas and James. Maria has been flirting with boys less and more with Angelica. I feel like soon the triple date invite will be changed to a quadruple date.

Alex and I walked down the hallway hand in hand to Math in the afternoon alone. We had stopped because I had forgotten graph paper in my locker and the rest of the gang had run to class because they were worried about being late. The hallway was nearly empty besides me and Alex so we were talking together happily when suddenly we were face to face with "King" George (thats what everyone called him since he was the star football player) , Samuel Seabury , and Charles Lee.

"Oh look, it's the gayest of the gays. AKA the most disgusting people in this hallway." Snickered Charles Lee.

He was extremely homophobic, everyone knew that. His friends never backed him up when he said things like that, but they never told him to stop either. Possibly because they were secretly dating, but that's just a rumor I heard.

"They're more disgusting just because of how they're dressed. You need to get a new hoodie, Hamilton. You wear the same ugly thing everyday, it must be filthy by now." King George said, snarky.

"You realize there's a thing called a washing machine, right? Also, why are you suddenly so interested in cleanliness? You reek, Fredrick." It was common knowledge that George hated being called by his last name and not by King. So conceited.

"Why are you defending your fat little boyfriend? Actually, why are you even with him? He's so chubby you can't get even get your arms around him." Sneered Seabury.

"Watch your mouth Seabury, and learn some real insults. Fat? Ha! He's skinnier than you. And also, I can get my arms around him."

I wrapped my arms around Alex and we began kissing. He seemed surprised but allowed it. I reached up to gently hold his face and felt that it was slightly wet from tears. I knew he couldn't stand insults about his weight, he definitely weighed less than me but was so self conscious about it for some reason. But I thought his body was beautiful.

The three boys scuttled away as we broke apart, realizing we needed to head to class.

"Thanks for standing up for me, John." He leaned his head against my arm as we walked. "I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend."

I gasped and hoped he didn't hear. I was filled with excitement. This was my second ever boyfriend, before that I had thought I liked girls. Well, really tricked myself into thinking I liked girls because I wanted my parents to accept me...

ALEXANDER'S POV

I had called him my boyfriend! I had never had a boyfriend before... I'd only dated girls since there wasn't another gay person within 1,000 miles of me where I'd come from. There might've been at some point, but they were probably dead from the storms or sickness.

As we walked to class, I leaned on his shoulder. We were there late, but the bio teacher let it slide. I'm pretty sure she shipped us really hard because we never got in trouble for talking to each other and she also put us right next together on the seating chart. Well, she's not the only one who shipped us. The whole gang did, except Maria was a bit jealous at first. She seemed to have gotten over it though.

"The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.." The teacher droned on forever.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy and lightheaded. The whole room was spinning. Oh god, not an anxiety attack right here, right now. I could feel one coming from the moment the bullies had insulted my weight, but had been able to mostly suppress it until now.

The room was fading away. "This is a worse one than usual..." I mumbled out loud to no one in particular.

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