It just... happened? (boyxboy)

Chapter 14

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⚠️TW SELF HARM IS MENTIONED IN THIS CHAPTER IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS TOPIC PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER OR SKIP OVER THE PART WHERE CHARLIE GETS A SHOWER⚠️

Charlie's POV (yes, you read that right)

I hear small, shallow breaths as I stir. The light pouring into my room makes it hard to open my eyes and find who owns the small, warm body my arm is protecting. I try to rack through my brain for memories and grin a little when I remember the night before. Maybe me and Ace can really be something now, maybe we can get past his delusion and denial of being at least partially gay. I'm willing to help him through it, help him through anything really. He doesn't see how amazing he is y'know, how his little smile can brighten the room, how he knows so many stupid random facts but manages to impress me with every one he says.

God how was I threatening him in a closet the other week?!

I hear Ace's breaths starting to quicken and figure he must be up. I lift my arm off of his fragile body and use it to prop up my head. The beautiful boy next to me turns to meet my eyes.

"Morning sleepyhead.", I say while glancing down on his cute bare chest then back up to his face. Just the sight of his rosy cheeks and messy hair sets off a flutter in heart, but somethings not quite right. The fright in his charming eyes isn't just from me startling him by moving, it's something more deep rooted. Funny how you can tell someone's exact thoughts and feelings by the mere sight of their face after only truly knowing them for such a short period of time. I just wish the thoughts and feelings I know he's experiencing were good ones.

Before I know it Ace is jumping out of the bed and flailing around trying to find his clothes and throw them back on. Guilt floods my mind as my thoughts start to race... did I go too far? He said it was alright but maybe it was a little intense for him.

God Charlie why do you fuck everything up!?

I quickly meet the eyes of the sweet boy I had in my arms just moments ago who's face is now a mixture of embarrassment and rage. Ace grabs his phone and leaves the room in a hurry.

"Aghhhh!", I rub my eyes and don't even bother to remove myself from my bed which now feels so empty. I hear my parents calling out my name as the door slams closed, signalling Ace has left. I sigh and lay back down to face the ceiling, contemplating my next move. Questions and fears attack my head.

Should I bother to follow him? No he needs space, he's confused. I just hope I didn't overstep. How am I gonna explain this to my parents? I usually never have sleepovers in my room, we always just crash on the couch. And what will they say about the rushing through the door and all the noise? I guess I could make up an excuse of Ace being late for work but I don't love lying to them. Being caught in a lie with them is worse than taking a beating I swear.

"Charlie what the hell was all the ruckus?!", My mothers short body appears in my doorway with a look of confusion.

"I had a sleepover with a friend and he woke up realizing he was late for work so he rushed out. I'm sorry mom it won't happen again.", I say, hoping my lie passes. I swear that woman can't detect lies better than a fucking lie detector test thingy.

"It better not, you know your dad and I don't enjoy being interrupted with our morning coffee after a light night shift. Now get up and get ready for the day, you promised your dad you would help with cleaning the bathrooms at the restaurant today.", She says as she leaves the room. I can hear the disapproving tone in her voice. God I can never do anything right in this house.