When Two Worlds Collide

SEXY SIX 0.0

(I am officially ill with a lung infection! Yeah O.O I wanted to write some more though. There probably will be spelling mistakes so sorry, I'm rubbish at proofreading. Shoutout to IAmTheFreakinPanda! <~ Awesome person :D)

Eli's POV

Over the last few days, I noticed something; Aidan's been a lot quieter. It's probably something I've done; or he's gotten bored of me. That would make sense. When I was younger, all of the grown ups would say I was boring, bland or absent minded. That was wrong. I had a lot of thoughts, I just didn't know how to talk about them to people. I have found it easier to talk to Aidan, though, because he says that I can say whatever I want. I trust him, I guess. I don't really know. I don't understand feelings very well.

We were in the library, and a silence was forming. I was trying to work out if this was an awkward silence or a comfortable one, since I couldn't really tell. All I knew was we weren't saying anything, and there was hardly any other noise.

Willing to break it, I mumbled "H-hi." And smiled. I liked smiling, and I liked to see people smiling. I don't know why, but I guess smiling was contagious.

"Hey," he replied. "You okay? Next lesson we have social studies. We're doing work on behavioural and mental conditions. I'm trying to remember what we were doing in lesson. I have to do an assignment on one; though I have no idea what to do. Can you help?"

"Uh, o-okay. Sure. U-um, I know a lot about s-some of them. Um..." I said quietly. I couldn't lie; I knew a lot about those things. When I was younger, my mother took me to me to a 'support' group for my autism. There, I met a girl who had ADHD and some others who had Asperger's syndrome and OCD. I hated that group, though, since people were confusing for me, especially when there were a lot of them. After a while, I flat-out refused to go, and would hide under my bed every time.

"Cool. Maybe you could come around my house after school? I need to talk to you about something weird, too. Haha." He replied quietly. Huh.

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(Aidan's POV)

Eli and I were walking back to our house quietly. He was smiling, but looked uncomfortable, so I decided to start talking. "Hey. So, uh, what lessons did you have today?" I said.

"First lesson I-I had phys-physics, but we had a s-supply. What about you?"

"I had religious studies with Mr. Rosoff. He was going on and on about premarital sex and masturbation. Probably the weirdest and most disgusting lesson ever. Ugh. Anyway, this is it." I said, gesturing to our wonderfully mediocre house. I opened the door for him and dragged him upstairs to my still horribly old room. He seemed to think so, too, as he giggled at the sight of it when he walked in and sat on the corner of my bed. "Come on, it isn't that bad." I said, which was just replied with another small laugh. I playfully pinned him down on the bed, and, because of the shocked expression and blush rising on his cheeks, it was my turn to laugh. He managed to stutter out "Um, let's do y-your homework." He said while looking away with a small smile on his face and him looking like a tomato.

As we were finishing our homework. I asked "How do you know all of this stuff? Like, I researched autism a lot, but you still seem to understand it a lot more. How come?" I tilted my head to the side, like I always did when I was asking something. All of a sudden he had his head down and was scratching at his wrists. Oh no, what have I done. What have I said.

After a few minutes, he finally managed to say "You w-won't call me weird, r-right? Right?" He said, and I could see tears in the corners of his eyes. I put one of my arms around his shoulders and I laced my fingers with his my other hand.