Project Hearts (LGBTQ)

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 2

Warning: Profanity, Abusive Flashback
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《Aaron POV》

He pinned me against the wall, harshly pushing his lips against mine. His lips were surprisingly soft for how chapped they looked. I already feel like we've known each other since we were kids.

I feel like it was fate, that we met. I didn't expect to meet anyone like him. I've known him for a day, and I think I already like him, more than a friend.

I was happy about what was happeni-

*snap snap snap* I heard the sound snapping fingers. I hadn't realized I was in a daydream. It felt so real. I can't believe I already liked him like that. I'm literally starting to have daydreams. Is this even possible? I've already came out as gay... I don't even know anymore. I've never gotten a crush so fast before, but I guess that happened.

《Elijah POV》

"Are you okay?" I asked Aaron, he'd spaced out for a long while. I didn't know why, but he seemed satisfied. "Huh? What happened?" He asked, I could tell he was highly confused now. I giggled. This was the first time someone ever actually made me happy, besides when I was with Kai.

All I've ever felt when I was around people, is anger. But with Aaron? It's different. I feel different. Perhaps he's different?

"We don't have school today, or tomorrow." Aaron stated, "Yeah, and? Oh... sorry that was rude." I replied. "You're fine, but because I was wondering if I could stay another night? I feel safer here than at my own house." He asked. "Why don't you feel safe at home?" I wondered. "I'd rather not share. Sorry." He said, with a slightly nervous giggle at the end. "It's fine. We just met yesterday I don't expect you to tell me everything." I reminded him.

I heard a distant door open, and I looked to see who it was. It was my dad, coming out of the bedroom. "Hey dad. Why were you home so late?" I asked him. "Oh. I got home the time I usually do. It was just a more exhausting day than usual, so I went straight to bed." He responded. "That makes sense. Anyway, this is Aaron. He's new to the school, and we're working on a project together."

"OH! Speaking of project, we should go get back to work on it!" Aaron exclaimed, running back to the room. "Exciting. He seems hyper. At least you don't seem super pissed around him." Dad said. "Yeah, I think I might actually enjoy having him around." I replied.

"That's good," he said, "what do you boys want for breakfast? I'll make it."

"Aaron," I yelled, "what do you want for breakfast?" He came running out of my room.

《Aaron POV》

I ran back into Elijah's room, expecting him to come with me. But he didn't. I started to head back out, but I heard him and his dad talking about me.

"Exciting. He seems hyper. At least you don't seem super pissed around him." Elijah's dad said. "Yeah, I think I might actually enjoy having him around." Elijah replied.

I didn't realize that Elijah is normally pissed around people, or that he wasn't pissed when he was around me. Hearing that made me really happy, especially considering I'm already very fond of him. No body had ever been as nice as him to me.

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"GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE AARON." I heard my father yell. I refused to obey. I was just sitting in front of my door, sobbing. I'd had enough of this, but it never seemed to end. I heard heavy footsteps nearing my room. "What have I told you about closing this door?!" I heard, just outside my room.

Father burst the door open to reveal me sobbing. He reached for my arm and harshly grabbed it, definitely reopening some of my scars, and bruising my wrist. They were deep so they didn't heal well. He took me to the living area, and pushed me to the ground. He landed a couple of slaps to my face. "I told you, you don't close that door. EVER." He screamed, "Y-Yes sir.." He'd never let me call him "dad" or "father" only "sir" or "Mr. Johnson."  "Good. Now go get me another beer." He said, a bit quieter with a scoff at the end. "Yes, of c-course sir..."
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"Aaron," I heard Elijah yell, "what do you want for breakfast?" I quickly wiped away my tears and ran out to the kitchen.

《Elijah POV》

He looked like he'd been crying. "Uhm..." I hummed. "Could I have... chocolate chip pancakes? Yeah, that sounds good right now." He said, mumbling the last part. "Hey can I talk to you," I glanced over to my dad, "alone?"

"Sure!" He replied. We walked to my room together. "You look like you were crying. What's wrong?" I stated.

"Look, I really like you. And I don't want to risk it. You're the first person I've actually trusted in a long time. I don't want you to judge me for my life." He said, voice cracking a bit and in a little bit of an angry tone.

"I'm not going to. In fact, I feel really similar. You're the first person I've actually trusted like this. Ever. Especially this fast, I'm not going to judge you just because of your life. At home or with me." I replied.

"Okay, fine. The reason I'm crying is because I was just thinking." He told me, "Thinking about what?"

"I'm not ready. To tell you." He said.

"Hey, that's okay. You don't have to." I said, pulling him into a hug. I don't know why. I rarely hug people, especially if I just met them."

He wrapped his arms around me as well, and buried his face into my shoulder, sobbing. "Thank you." I heard him mumble into my shoulder.

I leaned my head onto his, and we stayed like this for a good 5 minutes.

"Hey," he started, as he pulled away from the hug, "...why do you like me?" "What do you mean?" I replied. "Why do you like me? My dad said no one ever would, and no one has liked me before." He stated.

I moved to sit down on the bed. I patted next to me to signify that I wanted him to sit next to me. He complied. "I guess your dad was wrong. Because I like you. Like, not love, I dont have feelings for you-" he stopped me, tears in his eyes. "I get it." He said, with a little giggle. "Thank you."