Boys Will Be Boys (discontinued)

Chapter Twelve

Bit of a dramatic chapter...
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<Kieran's POV>

I walked out the bathroom, an antagonizing amount of pride in my step. I had handled that shit well.

I'm gay.

Lukas' words echoed in my mind as I struggled to grasp them. In all honesty, I was flipping out inside. Lukas-fucking-Schmitt was gay? Fuck no. It was impossible.

It was just a phase.

There was no way a guy like him could be gay, he would grow out of it. One look at a guy's dick and he would be back to chicks. I knew so. Lukas looked as straight as a literal pole, muscles like a body builder and smirk to match. He was a womanizer, maybe not as much as me, but he got around, I made sure he did. I never ended a party without making sure my friends had someone to spend the night with.

Where the hell did this whole gay thing come from?

I didn't notice that I was frowning until I was stopped by Rayson. He had his hand on his hip, which was cocked in a fashion mockingly resembling that of Lukas' little sisters. His face was screwed up into what appeared to be frustration, but he didn't wear anger well. His black eyes had melted into slits, mouth pressed into a thin line.

"What do you want, Rayson?" I yawned, taking the chance to lean up against the locker next to him.

"First off, my name ain't Rayson,"

Wait, what the fuck is his name then?

"And second off, where's Lukas?"

I looked over my shoulder as he questioned me, frown deepening when I realized that Lukas hadn't followed me out of the bathroom. I shrugged, partially worried, partially not wanting to care.

Rayson-or-whatever-the-fuck-his-name-was sighed noisily, slapping his forehead with vigor. I chuckled at that, and at the pink handprint he'd managed to leave on his tanned skin.

"Did he tell you?" He questioned me instead, eyes burning with some kind of strange protective nature.

"That he's gay? Dude, you were there to confirm" I bit back, sharply. My blue eyes narrowed to meet his, head bending down to meet his own gaze.

"No, did he tell you the other thing? Who he likes?"

"He doesn't fucking like anyone. Lukas is not gay. I would know if he liked a boy. Besides, it's none of your business" I almost snarled, frustration piling as he sneered at me.

"I think it is. Me being his boyfriend and all"

Time froze. My eyes widened as his did too, obviously surprised at letting the secret slip out. I bristled, taking a step back from him so I could clear my head. It all happened at once. My heart skipped a beat and suddenly I was choking on air, or lack thereof because I forgot how to breathe.

It's not a big deal.

I tried telling myself, trying to place a smirk back onto my face. My mouth wobbled a bit as I tried for a smile.

"Oh"

"Kieran? Michael?"

Michael?

I turned around, life going by in slow-motion  as Michael angrily brushed past me. He grabbed Lukas' face between his hands and pulled him down --

They were kissing.

I blinked rapidly, the weight of Lukas' words finally hitting me.

He's gay.