Hello, everyone. I'm here to share a personal experience of my sexuality. This is in honor of pride month and Wattpad and T-Mobile have teamed up.
For a better explanation of the event I would suggest going to Lauryn Brooks and checking out her disclosure and her own experience.
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When I was fourteen I had a best friend, let's call her Meg, and she had a boyfriend, let's call him James. Meg and I had been friends for well over a year so we were pretty close. Her and James had been going out for about three years, maybe four, so they were happy sailors.
Until one day. Meg had asked me if she could sleepover at my house. I asked my mom and she said yes. I was so surprised my mom had said yes but I let Meg know as soon as I could.
I was nervous because this would be the first time Meg would be at MY house.
But she came and it started off normal. We gossiped about people, played video games, watched youtubers play video games, etc.
And then we decided to watch a horror movie.
Meg had laid next to me and the laptop was on my lap. She grabbed the laptop off my lap when the movie was halfway over.
"What's wrong? Don't like the movie?" I said something alone the lines of that.
She looked at me and then she climbed on top of me and smiled when she saw my reaction.
I didn't know what she was doing or why she was doing it but I didn't hate it. Why didn't I hate it?
She started a conversation with me and talked to me for about two to five minutes before saying; "I have an idea."
Of course I didn't know what it was so I ended up just going along with it. And then she kissed me.
She pulled away for a second but not far away so when I opened my eyes and saw her she came back down and did it again.
I still remember how soft her lips were and how much better at kissing she was than any of the boys I had ever kissed.
This time when she pulled away it was for good. She fell down off me and stayed very close to me. Meg moved into my arms and we stayed like that. It was too quiet so I put some Sam Smith on and started to sing with him.
Then I realized something.
"What about James?"
She didn't say anything regarding my question.
"Could I stay another night?"
She did end up staying another night. We ended up kissing again. Then she left.
When she left I had to think about a lot. And that's when I knew I liked girls more than I liked boys.
She's the only girl that ever made me question myself. She ended up breaking up with James at a school dance. But she still didn't like me. I told her how I felt and got shot down. A lot happened with her.
Now we don't talk anymore.
Meg helped me realize who I was. Who I loved. And she was the only girl to ever say "I used you to figure out who I am."
And that is my first gay experience. My awakening.
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Thanks for reading and I hope you all can tell me about your experience as well. I love you, babies. ♥️🌈
