Nathan
Did he just kiss me?
Bryce stared at me for a moment, his crystal eyes boring into mine. I bit my lip, inhaling and exhaling deep breaths.
Bryce Miller just kissed me.
Bryce's hands traveled down from the collar of my jacket to my small waist, holding me closer to him. I looked down at my shoes, gulping.
What will my parent's do if they find out that I kissed a guy? Not just any guy, but it's Bryce. It makes it so much more different for some reason.
"What?" Bryce asked, lifting my chin carefully with his thumb. I shake my head. "Nath? I'm sorry if I upset you or made you question your entire sexuality, or-"
"I'm just surprised." I interrupt, clearing my throat. "And...yeah."
"I'm sorry, I just... I'm sorry."
"Why?" I furrow my brows. "You're sorry for kissing me?"
"Well yeah...Aren't you straight?" Bryce asked, raising a brow. I'm everything but straight... I shook my head. "Oh."
"Yeah... we should probably get out of here before they get suspicious why the door is locked and why we haven't been to our table in so long," I suggest, clearing my throat. I felt Bryce's hand drop from my waist as he nods.
I move past the boy in front of me, unlocking the cafe bathroom door before we get kicked out for having it locked.
I sat silently in Bryce's vehicle. keep my eyes out the window, staring into the darkness. I wouldn't say it was awkward in the vehicle... I just felt slightly confused. A boy just yelled at me, I thought he was about to hurt me, then kissed me. Then apologized.
"Look, Nath..." Bryce starts, pulling the vehicle over. "I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable. I understand completely if you don't want to see or talk to me again."
"What makes you think that?" I question, furrowing my brows. Bryce sighs, looking down at his lap. "What, do you regret kissing me?"
"Of course not."
I smile softly, looking over at Bryce. His eyes flickered to mine. "Bryce... What if my parents find out? My friends?"
"You really care what your friends think of you?" Bryce asked, sending me a look of disapproval. I shrug. "You really shouldn't, Nath. If they really were your friends, they would support you no matter what."
"They can't find out..."
"What? Are you embarrassed?" Bryce asked, frowning slightly. I shake my head. "Then...what's wrong?"
"Nothing...just...they would judge me for it. And I can't handle some of the only friends of mine that I've actually learned to trust to judge me for something as stupid as this." I muttered, running my fingers through my hair.
"So this all was stupid? It meant nothing to you?" Bryce questioned, raising his brows in disbelief. I open my mouth, but nothing came out. I didn't know what to say. It was more than a silly little kiss... better than the kisses I usually would have got. It meant something to me. Stupid wouldn't be in the category to describe how I felt about it. "Nate? Was it really just a stupid kiss?" Instead of just keeping my mouth open and not reply in any way, I shook my head.
I felt as if I couldn't breathe when I attempted to reply to Bryce. He just got even more frustrated when I kept my replies to nods or head shakes or shrugs.
"Nath..." Bryce began, instantly looking down nervously at his hands. "I..."
"What?" I question, pursing my lips together. Bryce just shook his head, mumbled something along the lines of "never mind, forget it" and started the vehicle back up. "Bryce, what?"
