𝔐𝔶 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔢

Ch.1

Michaels POV

Michael: Who is this?

My anxiety built up ever so quickly. I wanted to shut myself in a box. This person knew my name? Maybe it was someone at my school? Whoever it was, I had to find out more. It was hard to hide my anxiety in the cramped car.

r3d_t3arss: Oh, i'm sorry... I shouldn't just expect you to know who I am.

I could feel the awkwardness through the screen, but this didn't answer my question. I'm serious about people online. I'm not going to let this slide.

Michael: I said, who is this.

I was getting agitated.

r3d_t3arss: My name is Noah. I'm sure you haven't heard of me.

They're right, I never heard their name before. It had to be a guy, though. I could just feel his aura. Still, i'm not gonna assume until i've made sure.

Michael: You're a guy, right?

I felt awful asking this. That's the thing about meeting people online, you never know until they tell you or they show you a picture of themselves.

r3d_t3arss: I am a guy, yes. Well - Inside, at least.

I got confused the minute I heard that statement, but I decided not to ask.

r3d_t3arss: You ask a lot of questions, don't you? lol

I felt that one. The 'you-are-a-curious-one-aren't-you?' move. I swear I could hear his laugh. I got defensive.

Michael: What's your problem? It's not my fault that I want to know who is talking to me. For all I know, you're some 50 year old creep!

r3d_t3arss: Actually, i'm 16. I can understand where you're coming from though lol.

It was impossible how cool this guy could be online. I don't get it. How can he be so laid back?

Michael: Do you expect me to tell you my age now?

r3d_t3arss: You forget that I already know you; you just don't know me.

I was getting pissed at the situation. I just wanted to know who this guy was.

r3d_t3arss: Oh... And I know your secret. I know you're gay. Don't worry though, I won't tell. :)

My heart jumped out of my chest. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Though, it was so hard to deny. I felt nothing towards girls. All the staring and admiration for a guy - and their body - just sent chills down my spine.

I shut off my phone faster than I could blink. I took a deep breath and sighed. My mind was racing with questions and regret. With the way i've been acting, I can understand why anyone would think i'm gay. It also seems that I have a stalker and I needed to find out who it was, fast. It could be anyone, but i'm up for the challenge.

Suddenly, the car stopped. I looked around and took in my surroundings. We were home. My mom stepped out of the car and waited a minute for me to step out too. With a swift 'beep', the car was locked. I headed toward the door while my mom just stood there, eyeing me uneasily. This was very unlike her.

She was always very optimistic and - well - annoying. I preferred her to be that way, though. It suits her. But the way she was acting right now almost scared me as much as the soul piercing glare she sent me as I walked into the house. It was as if we were strangers. No talking, just glancing.

I went straight to my room and plopped on my bed. Today replayed in my head over and over as I stared at the ceiling. Everything seemed so wrong. I kept hearing the question, "Are you gay?" I don't know why I couldn't just accept it. It was so obvious. I'm gay.