Finn's pov
When I met Noah he was 11, I was 13. We became really close straight away. I felt something different with Noah, I trusted him but I knew what we did was weird, especially for just friends. We held hands, he always sat on me and I would always kiss his cheek, I never did that with any of my other friends. We were both young though neither of us really realizing that that wasn't normal.
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When he was 12 and I was 14 we both noticed how it was different however it was more me than him. "Why does no-one else kiss my cheek?" He once asked when it was just us two. I didn't know the answer however. I shrugged my shoulders and gave him a smile,
"Because I am your bestest friend." I told him. I was at the age where I understood crushes and relationships but Noah was a boy I was confused and at some point Noah will be too. We were too young to understand that this wasn't normal but I was figuring it out.
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When he turned 13 and I turned 15 things began to change. I was older now, I knew that kisses on the cheek was more of a romantic gesture than 'just friends.' I also knew how Noah made me feel did not compare to any girl I've ever met. The only explanation I had was that I liked him but he was a boy, I was too young to understand what this meant. I knew I had to stop, people weren't so excepting of gay people therefore I had to stop. I slowly started hanging out with him less and less, no more kisses on the cheek, hand holding - we were friends, only friends.
"Finn?" I heard Noah whisper from next to me. This was the first time we had hung out for probably 2 months now.
"Yes Noah?" I asked looking down at him, his cheeks were slightly pink and he immediately looked down avoiding my gaze.
"Are you okay?" I asked frowning, confused as to what was on his mind.
"It's nothing." he suddenly said still avoiding eye contact.
"Noah, tell me." I told him putting my hand under his chin making him look at me. I felt some kind of spark as my finger touched him. That had been the first time we've made physical contact with each other for over 6 months. I missed him but this wasn't normal.
"Noah..." I sighed as he didn't reply.
"Did something happen? Just you're distant and I feel like I've done something!" It was my turn to look down, I couldn't tell him, I just couldn't - he's too young to understand.
"You haven't done anything silly, I've just had to figure some stuff out but we're okay. I promise" I lied, only for him to smile and reach up kissing me on my cheek. My stomach flipped and I looked away.
"Well I miss it." He pouted, all I could do is smile at him.
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Noah was 14, I was 16. Surely he'd know things weren't normal now, he was still young but he was getting older. I knew Noah and I were wrong but I liked him, at 16 I could finally admit that, I am bi, I like women...but I like Noah. Filming was at a hold and Noah and I had barely seen each other over the past 8 months, I missed him but we needed space. I knew I needed to talk to him but how could I?
I finally saw him for the first time in what felt like forever. He looked different, but I couldn't help but smile at the height difference that was still there. Maybe now things would be normal between us, maybe we had finally grown up?
"Noah." He looked up at me with a confused expression on my face.
"Is everything okay Finn."
"Um... I think I need to talk to you." I mumbled biting my lip slowly looking away.
"What's up?" He gave me a small reassuring smile.
"I think I'm bi..." I whispered not knowing if he heard me. I looked anywhere but him, what if he didn't like that. What if- He cut off my thoughts by giving me a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding.
"Thank you for telling me Finnie!" He smiled still hugging me. He hadn't called me Finnie since we were kids. I smiled back at him pulling out of the hug.
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Noah messaged me last night asking if I could hang out today. He's 15, I'm 17. We have been hanging out more and more since I came out to him. We didn't hold hands or kiss anymore we were finally normal. We weren't so much kids anymore but I still like him. I always thought I'd grow out of it but clearly I haven't, in fact the feelings only gotten stronger.
"Can we sit?" Noah asks me as we enter his living room and all I can do is nod in reply, he looks...nervous?
"Noah are you oka-"
"I'm gay." He cuts me off. I look down at him taken aback. He's...gay? My heart flutters slightly at what he just said to me. I stare blankly and a smile makes it way to my face. All I can do is what he did a year ago and hug him. He didn't hug me back and I pulled away confused.
"There's more..." He whispers, I give him a look so he knows he can continue. He bites his lip and I scan his face looking for a sign about what he's about to say but he refuses to look at me.
"I like you." He whispers once again. This time I definitely misheard him.
"Noah-" Is all I manage to spit out. I was speechless, I thought I was wrong for feeling this way about him and he...he likes me??
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He starts repeating. I don't know what else to do, I just lean forward and kiss him. I expect him to pull away but he doesn't. He kisses back. My heart skips and beat and I smile into the kiss and pull away slowly. I open my eyes and look him in the eyes,
"I like you too Noah."
I guess we aren't so young anymore.
A/N: This isn't that good but how was it?
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