I'm in love with him. I'm in love with his bright smile and his beautiful eyes, his laugh and his humor, his cute round face. I'm in love with Mason. He's the cutest little nerd I've ever seen, and I've gone to two different schools besides this one. He is really cute and sweet, and he cares a lot. When people are sad he gives them hugs and comfort. Even me. The schools "trouble maker".
He came up to me one day after I had been in a fight. He was fidgeting and stumbling over his words as he asked if I was okay. I had a big bruise on my jaw from the punk who wanted to fight. I was surprised, to say the least when Mason came up to me. I thought he was too scared of me to care. From that moment on I had started to fall deeper in love with the little chubby nerd. He is cute and round and I bet he would be the best for snuggling.
The best part is? I'm pretty sure he likes me back. When he was asking if I was okay he was blushing and couldn't look me in the eyes. But I just got him to talk to me so I don't want to scare him off with a love confession.
-Time Skip-
I think I am going to tell Mason I like him. For the past few weeks we have gotten considerably closer and now we spend afternoons playing video games in his basement. In all the time we have spent together I have noticed more things that make me think he likes me. Sometimes he will stare at me, other times he can't even look at me. A couple of days ago I was walking down the hall when I saw him and a friend of his talking. As I got closer I waved to get his attention and he quickly stopped the conversation.
Now here I am. Ringing his doorbell to pick him up for school. Another little thing we started doing. But today I will tell him I like him... then run into the school before he rejects me.
"Hey, Liam!" Mason said quickly, blushing as I took in what he looked like. Today he was wearing his hoodie with blue Jean's. Very common to see him in that.
"Hey, Mason. Ready to go?" Before letting him answer I turned back to my car.
"Uh, sure." He was soon sitting next to me, fiddling with the radio. Just as he did since the first time he got in my car.
Flashback
"Hey, Liam," I heard a voice behind me say. But not just any voice. Masons voice. He stood behind me, pulling his sleeves over his hands.
"Hey, Mason!" I said. I felt a smile grow on my face. Mason blushed and started fidgeting with his sleeves. He opened his mouth and closed it again.
"Um I was- I was wondering if... if maybe you want wanted to um hang uh out. At my um house." Mason stuttered through. His fidgeting got worse by the second but damn did he look cute. His eyes were down and his cheeks were red.
"Sure, I would love to." His head shot up at my reply, his eyes widening. His fingers stopped moving altogether.
"Really? But aren't you supposed to be a bad boy with no time for silly nerds like me?" Mason asked. He wasn't all that shy, unlike the popular opinion, he was actually quite blunt so his question didn't surprise me.
"Yeah, but I like you so there's a difference in you and the other silly nerds." After that, we got in my car and drove to his house. Him fiddling with the radio.
Present Time
"Hey, Liam? You okay?" I snapped out of my daze and looked over at Mason.
"Huh?"
He smiled, rolling his eyes at me. "I said, are you okay?"
I nod then look at the road again. Good thing we were still in my neighborhood because I hadn't been paying attention to the road at all.
"Liam... Liam!" I snap out of my thoughts again. Mason was waving his hand in front of my face. I bit at it jokingly.
"Hey!" He snapped, smiling. Gosh. I could look at that smile for hours.
"Liam!" he whined, "Get out of the car!" I noticed we were at school already. Damn it! I have no more time to prepare! Shit!
"Mason, I need to tell you something," I said. Mason immediately sat down in the car again. Okay. Here goes nothing.
"I really like you Mason, more than a friend." I looked up at him to gauge his reaction. He was shocked, that much I could tell. But other than that, I couldn't read him. Oh gosh. So he doesn't like me. I just ruined my chance at being his friend. Goddammit! I got out of the car and ran into the school.
"Liam! Wait!"
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*Mason pov*
"Liam! Wait!" I yelled. He ignored me. Darn it! Liam likes me, and I went and messed it up! When I didn't answer him he freaked out! I could see it! He visually sunk back into himself. I need to go find him!
I bounced out of his car and quickly made my way into the school. If I were Liam where would I go-to getaway? The bathroom? No that's too stereotypical for his liking. The gym? No. His locker? Probably not. The back of the school? Probably.
Quickly making up my mind I ran to the back of the school and out the door. Sitting there on the ground with his head in his hands was Liam. I took a small step towards him.
"Liam?"
"Mason? What are you doing here?" He asked. I could see the tears falling down his cheeks. Poor Liam.
"Liam, you didn't give me enough time to answer you," I tell him gently. Lowering myself down next to him. He stayed silent, but I knew he was listing.
"Liam, I have body issues, I get really hard to deal with sometimes because of it. You get in trouble a lot and get in fights. We really don't fit well together-"
"So you don't like me? I get it, okay Mason. You don't have to explain yourself." He said. I could tell he was trying to hide it, but I heard how sad he was.
"Well if you would shut up, Liam, you would know that I was gonna say I like you back!" I snapped at him. Gosh.
His head snapped towards me. His eyes were comically wide and his jaw was slack.
"What!? You like me back?" How dense is he?
"Yes, Liam, I like you back," I said, nodding. He smiled and I couldn't' believe it. How could someone have that beautiful of a smile?
He stood up suddenly and grabbed my arms to pull me up. Once he had me standing he hugged me.
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"Mason, Liam! Stop flirting and let me continue my class!" Mis. Jones was our English teacher and our favorite. She had imminently accepted us, like the rest of the school, but she went above and beyond. She changed her lesson plan to add in a couple of LGBT stories for us to read and write reports about.
"Babe, you gotta stop distracting me!" Liam whined. "I'm trying to learn. Unlike some people!" He said, shoving me with his shoulder. I smiled. I love my trouble maker.
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*7 years later*
*Liam pov*
"Do you, Mason Whit take Liam Quail as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do." my beautiful husband said. I smiled. This is it.
Do you-"
"Yes, I do," I said. I want this to move along! I want to call my cute chubby nerd my husband!
"Then I announce you, Husband and husband, you may-" He didn't get to go any further because I leaned down and pulled my love into our first kiss as husbands.
