If I Could I Would [boyxboy]

Chapter Seven

I’m heaving and trying to stop throwing up, but I just can’t.

I don’t know who is behind me, but I don’t care. I just need someone to be here.

I finally stop and I have never felt so empty, no, so done in my whole life.

My body felt disgusting I couldn’t even stand after. So I sat on the ground. I thought I would fall into my puke, but I didn’t.

The person who was behind me was handing me water. I couldn’t see who it was, but I knew it wasn’t him. The way he wouldn’t looked at me all day meant if I had been shot he would have just walked away.

I finally relax and finish rinsing my mouth out with water before I decide to look up.

I finally look up at my saving angle and it’s him.

My heart stops and my blood runs cold. Part of me wanted it to be him, but the other 90% wanted it to be anyone else!

I jump up and pushed him away.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He yells jumping up.

I can’t say anything, but once again I have ruined everything.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Bryce? What the actual fuck? I have been nothing but nice to you, but you have been such a douche" He yells walking towards me.

I have never seen him so mad but his veins on his arms were making me hot.

"Nothing! But why were you touching me?" I try to act tough so I can get this over with once and for all.

"Do you have a problem with me? Cause if you do, just say so." He walks closer to me and now were face to face.

He smells so good. The fumes fill my nose and my mind is swirling.

All of me wants him, but just as I’m about to fall in he pushes me.

"Tell me what the fuck is wrong. I’ve been trying to be your friend but after call me a ‘fag’ it seemed you wanted nothing from me. What did I do?" He says watching me stagger back.

I take a second to make up my mind.

This was getting too much.

Do I want him yes or no?

…yes.

He’s taking his stuff and walking away, so I chose now.

I walked up to him and grabbed his shoulders. He shakes me off and says “what do you fucking want?”

"I want…." I’m trying to say it but all the years of therapy stand in my way.

"What? What do you WANT?" He says looking so fed up with me.

"I want you." I say this like it’s my last breath of air.

“I want you."

"You’re so full of shit." He says pushing me off and walking away.

I grab him again and hold him.

I hold him so tight I feel his heartbeat. His smell fills my noise once again and I yearn his touch even more.

It’s the afternoon and the sun in grazing above us watching this spectacle. In the middle of the sidewalk, I hold him.

I wait and nothing happens.

"I want you. I’m sorry I was so crap, but I was scared." I say this into his chest.

He finally rest his hands on my back bringing me into his embrace.

We stay there for a bit until he pulls me away and looks me in the eyes.

"So you like me?" He says looking into my eyes.

"Yes." I say trying to keep all of fear at bay.

"Ok." He says leaning down and kissing me.

He kisses me slow and soft letting it linger.

My head is spinning and heart has gone to mush.

He says I should come over, but I know I can’t.

My head is broken and my heart is spinning so I need to go home.

Today I kissed him.

I, Bryce, kissed Austin.

Warm waves of relief rush through me every step I take home.

I kissed him.

[ Since i felt so bad that people might have actually waiting for me to wrrite more i wrote two chapters! enjoy this cuteness while it last because very very soon the smut will come! thanks for reading and try to shar/vote/comment. i don't know if you like this unless you do!]