I decide to only tell her how I realized I was gay opposed to telling her how I came out, or rather, my lack of coming out. "I realized I was gay when I loved my best friend of the time more than the guy in my life. Anytime I spoke to them all I wanted to do was talk to her and be with her. I prioritized her over anyone or anything else and it took me almost 2 years to realize that it was her I loved, not my boyfriend. The cherry on top was realizing all the nerves I had around boys were not because I liked them but because I was afraid they would ask me out or develop a crush of some sort. I had no idea why I didn't like to talk to boys, until I came across a lesbian explaining how she knew she was gay. That was a moment of my life I may never forget" She puts her hand over mine and says "I think realizing I was gay was one of the hardest things I had to go through. But its all okay now, we found each other and will support each other through thick and thin" she leans over the table to kiss me. Our food arrives and Skye gives me a light, reassuring smile and we immediately start eating our food. The food is so good that we spend a good ten minutes not even talking, just eating. By the time we finish eating it is around 2 PM. I pay for the meal after much argument.
"Come on Blake, let's go to the observation tower. It's one thing to see a launch from the beach or your backyard but this observation tower is a completely different experience." I grab her hand and follow her to her car where she begins to drive around the corner and into the parking lot of the tower. I've seen the tower on my way to the beach many times but have never actually been inside. Once we park, she leads me inside and speaks to the person behind the counter of the gift shop register. 'Hi Kyle, it's been a while. I spoke with you last night and you said we could watch the launch from the top floor if we came early enough, is that offer still on?" I sheepishly stay behind her. I don't usually talk to new people, she was an exception because I felt so strongly drawn to her and couldn't stop myself from talking to her. The man behind the counter (I don't want to use his name because I don't even know him), grabs a key and leads us to the elevator where we rise to the top floor. Skye looks at me and grabs my hand; noticing my anxiety. We follow the man- Kyle. We follow Kyle to the top floor where he unlocks the door leading to the observation balcony. "We have to keep this door locked before launches because people usually try to sneak up here. Now, keep in mind the launch isn't until 5 and it's only about 2:15 but you guys can just hang out up here until its time for the launch. Now behave or I'll have to kick you out, and I won't hesitate. Just because I know you well doesn't mean the rules don't apply to you Skylar." He finishes his speech and returns to the bottom floor.
"So what do you want to do?" Skye questions me. I smirk and run over to her and put my arms around her waist and lift her up so her legs wrap around my waist and I begin to kiss her. I carry her over to the balcony edge where I sit her down and kiss her deeply until I back up for her to jump down from the edge. She pulls me onto the ground and we fool around until we are left gasping for breath and lying on our backs while staring up at the sky. I grab her hand tightly and pull her up from the ground. I hug her tightly and grab a hold of her hand and refuse to let go the rest of the night.
The time is about 4 and the balcony begins to flood with people. We stand up and head to the front of the balcony to get the best view. I rest my head on her shoulder while gripping her arm tightly. We stand there talking while the people begin to murmur as the time approaches 5 PM. The ground begins to shake lightly and a roaring sound booms across the sky as right in front of us a rocket is launched into the sky to send supplies to the International Space Station. We both look up at the sky in awe. Despite growing up here and having seen every launch since I was a kid, they never get old. The crowd speaks amongst themselves in pure shock of what they witness, likely proving most of them as tourists. I'm still leaning against Skye, holding onto her tight. I step on my toes to get as tall as I can and I turn her to face me where I plant a kiss on her lips. We both smile and turn back around to witness the launch. I whisper "I love it here. With you" and she answers by pulling me even closer into a tight embrace and saying "Me too. This view is wonderful"
We stay in our embrace for another hour until the whole balcony has cleared and the time is about 6 PM.
"Are you ready to go home?" Skylar questions. I respond with "No.... I need to but I'm not ready. I don't want to leave you and I don't want this moment to ever end" I frown while looking down. Me still being held in her embrace. She puts her thumb on my chin to tilt my head up so I have to look into her eyes. "Blake, you know I'm here. I'm just a phone call or text away, don't ever forget that. And I'm never going to leave you. Once you turn 18 we can move in together and have moments like this all the time" She bends down slightly to kiss my lips. I don't know what I would've done had I never met her. We walk towards the elevator where we head to the bottom floor. I look at her, tears slightly welling in my eyes, "Tomorrow is the last day of camp". She grabs a hold of my hand and says "Just because camp is over doesn't mean we have to be. Now come on, let's get you home before your parents yell at you again." She smiles at me, reassuring all of my feelings. I love her, and nothing nor anybody can stop me from loving her. She drives me home and I hesitate before leaving the car with all of my belongings.
"I'll see you tomorrow Blake" she remarks. And I plant one more kiss on her lips before running inside
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Walking on a Tightrope
RomanceWhen Blake Thompson discovers she is a lesbian, she goes to her seventh grade "crush" for help. He is gay, but closeted, so she makes a deal with him; They date so nobody finds out either of them are gay. But what will become of this? Will they keep...
