Complexes (LGBT) (boyxboy)

chapter 31

Chapter 31

I ran along the edge of the football field. I lost count of how many laps I had done, but it was dark so I had been out here for a while. 

I was exhausted, losing my breath quicker than normal, but that was due to a lack of doing this every day like I should have, like I used to. 

I needed to get back into shape. As I rounded the corner of the field, running down the next length, I saw someone coming towards me; Lucas. He jogged over, a little look of concern on his face which I just knew meant he was going to bug me about this. "Hey." He said as he ran alongside me.

 "Hey cutie, what's up?" I asked. "Nothing much. Eddie told me you were down here." He said. "Yep, gotta sEmily fit." I said simply. "He told me that two hours ago." He said. There it was; the worry in his voice, but honestly I was fine. I liked doing laps. It wasn't like I got up in the middle of the night and ran up and down a set of stairs like someone I knew. "Yeah well, gotta make up for being lazy lately." I said breathlessly. 

"Is this about your dad?" He asked. The truth was, I went and saw my parents this morning, just to catch up because I had barely seen them since the semester started. My dad pointed out how I had put on a little weight and he was right. 

I was getting unfit. I hadn't been keeping track of my body, how fast I could run, how much strength I had in my legs. I had let it all slip and that wasn't good. "No," I answered, "I've just let my fitness slip lately. I've been too distracted." "Distracted by me?" He asked. I flashed him a smile, shrugging. "You're my favorite distraction. 

Don't worry about me, Lucas. I'm fine." I told him. "You don't need to always try and be the best, ya know. You are the best already." He said. "No, you are the best." I argued. "Oh please..." He brushed it off. "Look, this is just important to me, okay?" I said, slowing down my running since my legs were burning by this point. "I know but you need to know when to stop." He said. "Just a little while longer." I panted. "At least drink something, or take a break." He pleaded.

 I stopped running, looking at him with a small smile. It was nice to know he cared. It was heart-warming, a little annoying since he wouldn't drop it, but heart-warming. I knew he wouldn't stop until I gave in, so I nodded, and turned around, heading back for the locker rooms we just ran past. "Call it quits for the day." He said as we both went inside. I ignored him and went straight over to my water bottle which was sitting by my locker, picked it up and drank a huge gulp, relishing in how refreshing it was. 

He was right, I needed that. "Please?" He whined, "I'm bored and I wanna hang out with you...please?" Lucas wasn't going to drop it. He was stubborn. I knew I should continue exercising, but this boy was begging me to spend time with him, so who was I to deny him of that? Hanging out with him did seem a lot better than going back out there and running. "Okay, fine," I gave in, "You're too persuasive." "No, you're just too easy." He teased as he leant against the locker beside mine. 

I rolled my eyes, setting my water bottle back down. I looked at him. 

He was standing there with that innocent smile on his face. 

It was so nice knowing he was all mine. I thought about that often. I sighed dreamily and took his wrist, pulling him along to the other side of the lockers where we would be out of view from anyone that may walk in. 

I pressed him against the cool metal and kissed him. He kissed me back at first, until I moved closer, pressing my body against his, and that was when he turned his head to the side. "You're sweaty and gross." He said, pushing me away. "Oh come on, you love it." I said, taking his hand and pulling him close to me again.