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-GageAdams-

        There he was; he walked towards me with his head down. His body language towards me in making me a little nervous, I mean sure Noah is usually quiet around people but around me he is always loud and talkative. I wonder what he has to say to me, but I need to promise to myself that I will not get mad at him with whatever he needs to tell me. Whatever it is must be important and hard to explain, so I must remain calm and just let him talk. I sighed at the thought of him not being able to trust me; he should feel like he could trust me with his life. I sure as hell trust him. He smiled weakly and walked past me, I frowned and followed him.

“Are you okay, Noah?” He shrugged his shoulders and stared at the sidewalk like it was the most interesting thing in the world. I kept quiet until we got to my house, I wouldn’t want to upset him and then have him walk home. At least if he’s at my house I could stop him.

        I saw my house come into view and started walking a little faster, I looked back to see Noah taking his time. I sighed and waited for him, he eventually caught up. I smiled at him and all he did was look down.

What did I do?

        I opened the front door and allowed Noah to walk through; we kicked off our shoes and walked into the living room. He sat on the far couch as far away from me as possible; I sighed and offered him a drink he just nodded. I walked into the living room and took out two glasses, filled it with water and walked back into the living room. I handed it to him and he whispered,

“Thank you.” I nodded and stared at him. “What’s up, Noah?” He sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

Grr, he makes me so angry sometimes.

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” He nodded. “So what do you need to tell me?” Noah awkwardly coughed and shook his head.

“Noah, I have been waiting all day for you to tell me. Please hurry because Jess and I are going out.” I said, starting to get a little frustrated. I sort of have a temper, but I have never yelled at him before.

-NoahDavis-

        I could hear the annoyance in his voice, to be honest it kind of scared me but I have to tell him now. I sighed and nodded, I heard a chair squeak along with shuffling across the floor. I saw his socks appear in front of me as I felt the couch dip.

“Okay, go on.” He persisted. I swallowed hard and whispered,

“Promise not to get mad?”

“Noah, com-“ He cut me off.

“Do you promise?” He asked a little more stern. I just nodded and waited for him to continue. I checked the clock hanging near the TV, almost time for Jessica to come.

“Jess will be here in 20 minutes, Noah.” He drew in a deep breath, and finally spoke,

 "Are you that blind? Do you not realize that there is somebody else that loves you?" He sat there shocked and finally spoke up,

"Then who is it Noah?" I looked down and fiddled with my fingers, he sighed and took my chin in his hands and forced me to look at him. "Tell me, Noah." I shook my head.

        I kept this from him for so long and I'm not going to tell him now. I could tell he was getting frustrated with me, but I couldn’t risk losing him as my best friend if he didn’t feel the same way or even worse. He wouldn’t accept me for being gay, that means I would lose him completely.

"Who is it!? Answer me!" He screamed, I flinched and backed away from him with wide-eyes. He has never raised his voice to me. He realized he scared me and his face softened while he took me in his arms, I tensed. He rubbed my back soothingly and I finally relaxed, Gage pulled away and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Noah, who is it? I need to know." I sighed and I tried to speak but nothing would come out.

"Please, do you not trust me enough?" He begged. All of a sudden I felt guilty, keeping such a huge part of my life a secret from him. Gage saying that made this a whole lot harder than what it could have been. I felt the couch shift and seen Gage walking towards the door, I panicked.

"It's always been me." I blurted out with a tear rolling down my cheek, scared of what his reaction might be...

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