My eyes followed Liam as he ran through the wave of students. My heart broke, and my body just wanted to shut down, but I couldn’t do that, considering that I had unfinished business to take care of standing right in front of me.
Kyle Collins.
I was about to speak again, until Evan’s voice boomed for dominance and won the ears and attention of our peers, “Wait just a minute! Let me get something straight. So Blondie,”
“It’s Holly,” she retorted.
“Whoever,” he rolled his eyes and neck in annoyance before flipping her off, “You’re saying you saw Kyle and Gabe kissing at Liam Jenkins’s birthday party?”
“That’s what I said.”
“You know what, Ms. Press’N’Curl and hair dye, I’m about to throw you across the damn football field!”
“Evan, calm down,” I advised, tapping him on his shoulder. He jerked his body away from me and the look of disgust on his face hurt me. More emotionally then physically, “Dude, really?!”
“Yes, really! Gabriel,” that was the first time he ever used my full, first name, “You’re fucking gay! Not to mention slobbering all over Kyle!”
“It was nothing! It was just one time-”
Kyle interrupted me. Fucking awesome, “Correction. We kissed twice. Once in your house, and once at the party!”
“So you admit it! You two are fucking sick,” Evan stormed out of my face, but when I reached out to him, he was already at the edge of the crowd, “We’ll see which one of the three of us will be the ‘King of Livingston’ when this blows over. Get the fuck outta my way,” he yelled at the people in front of him, giving him a leeway out.
My eyes turned back to Kyle and I saw him standing there with the smirk on his face. Then, there stood Holly on the other side of me, she with a pained look on her face. Then I looked around, seeing all eyes on me. As if they were expecting me to do something as the King of the school. What was I supposed to do?! I was lost! I was fucking helpless! I just lost two of my best friends in the same hour and then… I lost Liam. Liam…
Liam!
After realizing that I needed to go after Liam, I headed for the entrance of the building, before Kyle stopped me with a rough grasp on my elbow, “Let him go. He needs this time alone.”
“To do what, Kyle?! Considering how heartbroken his face shown he was, I don’t think he should be!"
His grip grew tighter, and I was starting to feel an unpleasant pressure build up in the spot he held, causing me to wince and groan in pain, “He needs to figure out that he doesn’t belong in our world. Besides, I was just using him anyways.”
My eyes had widened and I somehow had pushed him off of me, “The fuck?! You were just using him?! You despicable piece of-”
He had cut me off again, but this time, his words were softer and gentler. More matter-of-factly, “I did it because I wanted to be close to you again, dammit,” I was taken by his confession, and it tugged at my heart strings, but I couldn’t fall for it. I wouldn’t fall for it. He just admitted that he was only using Liam! Of all people, Liam, for God’s sake! But then, I died.
“I love you, Gabriel Allan Knight. I always had, and I always will.”
I couldn’t breathe, and I couldn’t comprehend. Say what now? A blush stung my face and I couldn’t bare seeing Kyle’s face right now. I just dropped my head and pushed him away even farther before running out of the school.
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Closeted (BoyxBoy) [2014 Edition]
Roman d'amour18-year-old Gabriel Knight knows who he is. Quarterback of the high school football team, senior, good-looking ladykiller, and just downright popular. He's everything you wouldn't want your little girl to bring home from school. Everyone thinks Ga...