Is He... Gay!? (boyxboy)

Chapter 51

*Grants POV*

I watched as Kyle made us drinks in the kitchen. He was shaking, maybe from anxiety? He was always a little skittish.

He comes back into the living room and sits the glasses on the table.

"So, what is it?", he says pulling me out of my thoughts.

I look at him, I look at my ex-best friend and I still can't believe he would do something so evil.

"Why? Why did you do it?", I ask scooting forward in my chair.

"I told you why I did it..."

"No. You haven't told me anything... listen, I'm not here to argue. I just want you to explain and maybe we could be friends".

He looks at me and laughs, " I could never be your friend Grant. I will never want anything less than what we had".
I roll my eyes, "fuck Kyle, just explain"!

He sits back and lets out a breath, " Okay... so you remember when your dad caught us... doing stuff? I mean, we were just kids. We didn't know better then. But when I left, when I was forced to leave, I didn't just move away. My parents decided it was best for me to go to a Boys Christian Camp. Basically, it was for gay kids to be "fixed". I hated it. I hated being ridiculed for who I was and I didn't even know who I was yet! I couldn't do anything about it though. The only thing that kept me sane the entire time as thoughts of you. I only saw pictures of you whenever we were able to even look online. I saw how much you've grown and how fucking handsome you became. I fell in love with you so hard and I couldn't move on", he looks at me and I nod for him to continue.

"When I finally convinced everyone that I wasn't gay, they let me go. The first thing I did was find you. And when I did, it seemed like you still loved me. I didn't know I was just a rebound Grant. I thought we had something special. When I found out that you were in love with James... something... something in me snapped. I wanted to keep you all to myself and I found out a way how. But that didn't stop you from leaving me. You still fucking left me for him! I just wanted you to be my first... and you were".

I look at him wide-eyed. I was his first? He seemed like he was pretty experienced.

I sigh, "Kyle I'm sorry. I didn't know you went through all of that. But you could've just came back and we could've still been beat friends. I missed you so much when you were gone. I didn't even know if you were gay or not. I could say that I would've waited for you but that would be a lie. I'm still madly in love with James and there's nothing that can change that. I hope one day you could stop loving me and find someone for you. Then maybe we could be friends.", I finish and stand up ready to leave.

Kyle grabs my arm and I quickly snatch away. This isn't happening again. I won't allow it. I quickly make my way out of the door before he could say anything.

So much for closure.

I call and Uber and I know exactly where I need to go; who I need to see.

James.

My James, my beautiful fucking James. The butterflies he gives me from just thinking about him makes me go wild. His eyes, his beautiful eyes makes me smile in a way nothing else can. I can't lose him, ever. We were made for each other. He fits perfectly into my mold like a river flowing through rocks, slowly molding it to its flow.

I am his rock. He is my stream and there is nothing that will stop me from getting my love back.

The Uber arrives, pulling me from my thoughts. I quickly jump in and the Uber driver pulls away.

After about 30 minutes, we arrive at James' house. My hands are shaking and I can't control the happiness spilling out of me.

I hop out of the Uber and run to his door at full speed.

Opening it, I see that everyone is here.

Confused, I look around for James.

I see him laughing in the kitchen with Kobe and Julia.

He looks at me and his mouth shapes an O.

He starts to speak but before any words leave his mouth, I'm pulling the back of his head towards me and crash our lips together.

This feeling, this feeling of love is so overwhelming and beautiful.

I pick him up and sit him on the counter ignoring everyone around us. I need him.

Our kisses grow wilder and sloppier.

There's no one else in the world right now, no one except James and I.

This is exactly how it should be.