Saving a School (boyxboy)

How to Trick Everyone 4

Ashton POV

Seth, my darling, is such a scary boy.

"Now I worry that you'll get serious. Nothing wrong with that, of course. As long as you both do," he finished his rant. I felt Dan's hands around me tighten while I gnashed my teeth.

Seth hadn't even looked up. He didn't even know how scary he was, just saying someone's nightmares out loud like that.

It wasn't romance that scared me. It hadn't had the time. Same time yesterday, the idea that I would ever kiss Dan, even for a bet or something, was silly. I just hadn't found the time to freak out yet.

But in general not feeling the same way, that was scary. The idea that I would need him more in my life than he needed me. I never wanted that. The opposite was just as bad, as it would hurt him, and I would rather be hurt by him than cause him pain myself. We needed balance in our life.

"Seth, as you so eloquently put it yourself, we're not gay," Dan said, chuckling a bit.

Oh yeah, that too. Another reason we weren't planning on falling for each other.

"You could be bi," Seth didn't give up.

"You'd think we would've noticed. I know you were gonna say we don't know if we haven't tried. Well, we have."

Seth looked shocked at the revelation, but I chuckled, remembering a few stories.

"Not with each other," I clarify. "Just we have both gone to some wild parties and dated crazy chicks who wanted to 'spice things up'."

"Those are some funny tales for another time, but as a spoiler, none of them went very far," Dan took over again. "Kissing a guy is okay for me because I have done it before, just to turn my girlfriend on. It's no big deal. I'm not gonna be affected suddenly just because it's Ash."

I nodded my head along with him. Seth didn't seem convinced, but I hoped he would at least drop the subject. I didn't want to hear Dan talking of it and I didn't want to think of why it was making me feel like I'd eaten something alive and slimy.

Seth got the hint, it seems. Ten minutes later we were heading off, rushing to get to our classes before next period started. Seth didn't come down with us, still not wanting people to know we were friends, 'just in case'. At the bottom of the stairs, just before we were to leave in different directions, Dan kissed me goodbye. No tounge, but he lingered, making it more than just a peck. People around were staring, just as they should.

I wasn't an idiot. I was downplaying the effect Dan had on me, and I knew he was doing the same. Because I had no idea how exactly it affected him, or me, for that matter. We were so close and needed each other so much that any step, in any direction, needed careful consideration. The kind I hadn't given this plan.

So of course I did the healthy and reasonable thing to do and pushed every doubt and thought down, ignoring and repressing them until the unforeseeable future.

The day went on much like before. Dan wasn't with me, so they weren't staring too bad, but officially dating a man did mean I was suddenly obligated to hear everyone's opinions and stories of every bi-curious bloke they knew. If I was really gay I would have minded, but helping those poor kids adjust was my job.

And teenagers weren't the only gossipy ones at this school. I knew the teachers were talking about us, based on the mixed looks I was getting, ranging from encouraging to outraged. The strongest of those came from Ms. Kensley, our English teacher.

It was the last class, the one I had with Dan and it was good to see him again. We sat together at the back, ready to share our day, when she walked in to start the class.