Gay, Hell No I'm Not! (BoyxBoy)

Chapter eight

Sorry it took so long to write this chapter. I was seriously stuck on how I wanted it to play out. Hopefully the next chapter won't take as long to write, and maybe it will be longer too. :)

Anyways, enjoy!

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Aiden's P. O. V

Shit, what is he doing here? I thought.

Immense panic filled me, and before I knew it, I lost my grip on the paper I was holding. It floated uselessly to the floor, landing  lightly between us, and I swear to you, I believed my death was immanent.

I swallowed hard and watched with growing horror, unable to intervene, my feet frozen to the floor, rendering me immobile, as his eyes drifted slowly down to the paper. He scanned over what was written on it, before he glanced up at me, his eyes full of recognition.

Shit.

Fuck. My. Life.

I was caught, trapped, with no where to go, no excuse to get me out of this predicament.

I was seriously screwed.

He undoubtedly knew, if he hadn't already figured it out, but from the surprise on his face, that wasn't the case, that I was the person who has been sneaking around and hiding letters that proclaimed my feelings for him in poetic words and whatnot in random places that he would stumble upon unexpectedly.

I had done such a good job at remaining anonymous for this long and not giving any hints as to my actions too, but then he had go and ruin everything.

His timing couldn't have been more ironic too. Here I was, attempting to place a note in Nathan's locker that says that I will reveal my identity, and then Nathan shows up and catches me in the act, exposing me right then and there. There was no time for preparation, or last minute regrets, it was like wham, bam, slam: sudden and without warning.

I sucked in a sharp breath and prepared myself for the worst. "Nathan-"

"Its you! You're the one who's been sending me these things!" The surprise and contempt, along with slight disgust, that dripped from his voice caused me to wince and I frowned in discouragement.

Damn, to think my luck was so shitty, I thought with much disappointment.

I had hoped to settle this on Monday, after coming up with a plan to ease Nathan into the knowledge of my stalkerish ways, but that was no longer an option. Now I was going to have to figure out a way to get him to understand why I had done what I did. However, just looking at the way Nathan was warily staring, or well, glaring my way, I could tell this was going to be a difficult task to accomplish.

"Yes, and I apologize, I probably really creeped you out," Nathan snorted as if to say that that was an understatement, but I ignored him and continued on, "but I'd like it if you would just hear me out, please," I said, feeling hopeful.

"And why should I do that?" Nathan looked totally against even the thought of listening to what I had to say, and it only made me want to convince him even more so than before.

"Because, your going to want to hear what I have to say," I reasoned calmly, my eyes pleading for him to agree.

Nathan narrowed his eyes at me, seemed hesitant to make a decision, but finally relented with a reluctant sigh. "Fine, but make it quick, and this better be good."