Fighting for Love

"This is embarrassing"

Picture of Yvonne

When morning came Wesley was up first. Though he was awake he didn't open his eyes. He just laid there not wanting to wake up and have Peter leave soon... since he's so comforting. Wesley shifted himself to get more comfortable when he realized that he was kind of in an awkward position. He then gently opened his eyes to see grey. He looked over to one of his hands to see he had a fistful of grey fabric. He shifted his head to feel something hard. Almost as if he was laying against a wall. He looked up to see something moving. Intrigued, he looked up a little more to see Peters face. Wesley laid there for a minute before realizing what's happening.

"Oh god." He whispered as he scampered away from Peter and out of the bed.

He grabbed his phone and left the room, quietly. He walked into the living room to call Yvonne.

It rang multiple times and with each one his anxiety grew higher and higher.

"Please pick up, please pick up." He said under his breath while pacing.

"Hello?"

"Yvonne!!!!"

"Woah, calm down it's to early for this."

"I NEED YOU!!!!"

"What happened."

"You remember Peter right?"

"That gorgeous guy in Walmart. Yeah."

"Well his truck broke down in front of my house so I helped find the problem. After that we started texting and became friends. I told him about me getting beat up and he came to my house just to cheer me up. I told him it was late so we should go to bed.... we slept in the same bed because he wouldn't let me sleep on the couch..... I just woke up snuggling with him.

There was silence on the other end. The phone didn't seem to be moving. There was no breathing or even quivering.

"Yvonne,hello?"

Still,there was nothing.Wesley began to worry.

Was she mad? Did she really like him that much? Those questions and so many more circled his mind. He paced around the room even faster. He was so focused on the phone that a knock on the door scared the life out of him. He cautiously opened the door.

"Yvonne?"

"Where is he?"

"Wait how did you get here so fast?"

"Honestly Wesley I only live down the road. Doing the speed limit it's a three minute drive..... now where is he?"

"He's in my room. Still sleeping."

"You must have turned on some gay charm. Honestly I didn't know you were gay."

"I'm not. I'm pretty sure I only snuggled him because he was the only other thing in the bed. I snuggle pillows sometimes."

"But why didn't he move you."

"I don't know maybe because he was sleeping."

"Maybe he likes you."

"Ha, a guy like that."

"Yes a guy like that. He's gorgeous and funny and you're cute and funny. You'd be adorable together."

"Enough of this. I'm not gay and neither is he."

"OK b-"

They stopped when they heard footsteps coming from the hall. Yvonne smiled and just raised and lowered her eyebrows.

"Ooooo he looks adorable in the morning."

Wesley turned around to see Peter coming into the living room.

"Hey wes"

"H-hey Pete."

Peter got closer to Wesley as he noticed Peters hair again.

Wesley walked over and pulled Peter a little closer so he could get his hair. He once again wiped it down. Peter had the same smirk and scooted in a little closer. His hands trail down to Wesley's waist.

Wesley freaked out and moved away.

"Got it."

Wesley moved to Yvonne.

"So uh wes, why did you scamper out of bed."

"Oh, this is embarrassing....... but I somehow snuggled up against you."

"Oh that. Well you didn't have to scamper out..... I did that because it was cold and I put the blanket on you but you still shivered from the air conditioner."

"O-oh t-thanks."

"Ha you're welcome blushy face.... so I've got to get home but I'll text you later okay?"

"Okay...... bye Peter."

Peter hesitated but hugged Wesley and exited the house. Wesley blushed but hoped Yvonne didn't see it. When the door clicked Wesley felt alone again but didn't want to show it.

"Okay let's go."

"Where are we going?" Wesley asked being a little excited to leave the house.

"I don't know, lets drive around and talk about Peter."

"He's not my boyfriend, we're just friends."

Yvonne scoffed as the two entered her car. She clicked the seat belt and soon after so did Wesley. She quickly pulled out of driveway and they were on their way.

"Yvonne this isn't the way t- are you taking us to Arkansas?"

"Hehehe yep."

Something about this seemed off but he wasn't going to say anything.

"Sooooo about Peter."

"What." Said Wesley in a deadpanned voice.

"Welllllll what happened when you helped with his truck?"

"Oh, that... it was nothing."

Wesley's face turned bright red. He tried hiding it but the sun just made it more evident. Yvonne looked over and started giggling.

"I can see that blush now you have to tell me."

"W-well I was trying to find what was wrong with the truck. Peter was talking to me so I wasn't going to be rude so I looked at him when he was talking. I noticed his hair was a mess so I pulled him closer to fix it."

"Aaaaaand...... and don't even say there isn't anything else."

"W-well I fixed it and afterwards w-we shared a gaze. Almost as if he couldn't look away."

"EEEEEEEE"

"NO, stop squealing."

"But it's so cute he so likes you."

"Enough, just stop."

"But what If he did like you?"

"Ooooo he likes me." Wesley said in a sarcastic manner.

"OK, ok but it's just what if he did?"

"I don't know."

"Come on."

"I don't know."

"Coooooome on........ come on....... come on what if that gorgeous guy liked you. What if...... what if....... he likes you....... and wants to be with YOU........ what if he asks you out.

"ENOUGH..... WHAT DO YOU WANT ME  ME TO SAY....IF HE ASKS ME OUT I'M GONNA SAY YES...... I LIKE HIM..... I ENJOYED THAT WE SHARED A BED....... I ENJOYED THAT I SNUGGLED HIM..... WHEN HE'S AROUND I FEEL COMFORTABLE AND NEEDED..... WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY...... TO SAY THAT I MIGHT BE GAY!!!!!"

Wesley froze.

"What did I just say?"