Oliver was Josh's first everything. His first confession.
Something changed. Their relationship was weird. Josh wouldn't talk and joke around as much, he almost never seemed comfortable around Oliver. He was always thinking. Oliver saw it all. He hated it. He had desperately tried to understand what he did, he couldn't put the pieces together. He asked for ms Franceschi help.
"I'll see what I can do about it," she said. Nothing changed. Josh was still distant under three days. Oliver pleaded for her help again. He was hurting so much over it. He felt lonely. She smiled sympathetically. "You'll have to wait," was her response. "Give him time."
Oliver waited, then. But just like when they jumped from the roof on the pool, he was impatient. Worried too. Something deep inside his guts had cooled his entire being. He hated that feeling.
He was in the last class of the day, math. His phone vibrated once on his pocket. He wasn't exactly paying attention to the class. He sneakily took it and put it under his book, making sure the teacher didn't see. He was on the far back so it was easy. He glanced at his phone.
Jay❤
Meet me behind the school. Need to talk to you
Oliver felt his heart clench. Behind the school. Not on our spot, simply behind the school. He swallowed. He spent the rest of the day dwelling on that small thing. Once the class had ended, he bolted off his chair, things already packed up with how much anxiety he felt. His fingernails were bitten to the bone. He chewed on the inside of his lip, hurrying up to his own locker and changing a few books so he could go meet up with Josh. He breathed out, heart accelerated. He hurried up.
Once he saw Josh staring at the sky he smiled nervously.
"Hey," he called softly. Josh gazed down at him, smiling a bit. Nervous as well.
"We're going to the park," Josh spoke, starting to walk. Oliver nodded quickly, stepping up beside him. The park, near the lake, seemed to be Josh's favourite spot. Oliver couldn't blame him. They went silent all the way.
"So, uh... There's something I need to tell you," Josh muttered slowly. He felt the edge of his nail with his thumb, one leg propped up and the other laid flatly ahead. His elbow sat on top of his knee. Oliver sat up straight at that, legs crossed. He shifted a bit so he faced Josh better.
"What is it?" He asked gently; his voice always calm, always comforting. He stared at Josh a bit worried but reassuring. Josh glanced at him for a few seconds before focusing on the river. He clenched his jaw.
"I... I'm..." He exhaled. His eyes slipped shut and his face went blank. "Gay. I'm gay."
Oliver blinked. He stared. Josh opened his eyes after a few seconds, turning to look at Oliver. He seemed afraid. Oliver kept an expectation look on his face.
"Is that it?" Oliver asked. He quirked one eyebrow. Josh nodded a bit. Oliver rolled his eyes. "I'm not stupid. I know." And Josh frowned.
"What? How?" And Oliver snorted, smirking a bit.
"You think I don't see how you droll over Chris Evans every time we watch avengers?" Oliver chuckled at the embarrassment on Josh's face. "Dude, I know. Is that why you were acting weird all this time?"
And Josh sat up straight, gazing away. His small smile slipped from his face, he seemed cold again. Oliver stopped smiling again.
"No. There's something else I need to tell you too." Josh sighed, inhaling deeply. "I..." He felt a lump rise on his throat. He couldn't say it. He couldn't say it. He couldn't say it. He jumped at Oliver's hand on his back. He turned his head quickly to stare at him.
The same reassuring eyes. The same comforting face. "It's okay," and the same calming voice.
"I like you," Josh mumbled. He could say it. Oliver's eyes went wide.
"Oh?" He stared at Josh surprised. Josh shifted, looking down. Oliver's hand never left his back. "That's... You... That's a surprise, I guess?" Oliver mumbled quietly. Josh shut his eyes tightly. He brought his leg up, resting his forehead on his knees.
"I'm sorry," Josh muttered. Oliver shook his head a bit, still stunned.
"That's why you were so distant?" And Josh nodded some. "Wait, so that's why your phone was on the ground, you saw..." Oliver retreated. He winced. "Oh my god, I'm sorry."
Josh raised his head and shook it. "Not your fault. It's not like you knew." He shrugged. His eyes were heavy, his chin on his knees. He sighed. His eyes were sorrowful. Oliver hated the melancholy coming from Josh. He stood up.
"Come on." And Josh looked up at him. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"What?" Oliver extended his hand, his insides flaring up. He would do it. Josh grabbed his hand. Oliver's heart soared up. He pulled his friend up. He held both his hands. "Oliver, what-" and he didn't think much about it, he just did.
He pushed his lips against Josh's softly. A small peck, but it was enough to make Josh weak. His heart went thirty miles per hour, his eyes went wide and all his organs melted into pudding. His whole body went warm. Oliver pulled back a little, just enough to see Josh's frozen up, surprised face. He smiled a bit, letting go of one of Josh's hands to pull away a strand of hair from Josh's face.
"We're going out tomorrow, okay? I'll take you home and text you the details." And Oliver managed to take a completely out-of-order Josh, who had a deep blush all over him, home. It made the other sixteen years old smile and chuckle a bit.
"Goodbye," Oliver mumbled, leaning in and standing on his toes to give Josh's forehead a small kiss. Josh almost passed out again. "See you tomorrow," and Oliver left with a small smile.
"Oh my god!" A squeal shrieked behind Josh. His mother jumped up to him, the widest smile on her face. "Tell me everything!" And Josh broke out of his daze, proceeding to fanboy with his mother the whole day.
Oh. Oliver was Josh's first kiss too.
