THREE STEPS

𝕊𝕋𝔼ℙ 𝕋ℍℝ𝔼𝔼- 𝔸ℂ𝕂ℕ𝕆𝕎𝕃𝔼𝔻𝔾𝔼𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋

This chapter is so soft.
Lotta smooches hehe.
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There. There that beautiful boy sat. Mike. He was awake. Jack looked to the end of the room and accidentally catching Mikes glare. Mike smiles and nods his head toward Jack, symbolizing he wants to sit by him. Jack nods and Mike makes his way over to him. Oh my god oh my god oh my god. Jack was silently freaking out. His crush was awake with him at 2 o'clock in the morning.

"So- hehe. What's keeping you awake, wormy?" Mike asked.

Wormy is a nickname Jack got from Mike in the first grade. Jack swore he hated it. But he actually loves it. Anything to have Mike talking to him.

"Oh- I- uhm- just overthinking. I think I might be gay.." He said.

Jack was the most blunt out of the group. He's not scared to speak his mind. Specially if he's around him.

"That's so cool! Me too,"Mike began.

Wow. That's strange. One year without his crush and he's thinking he's gay? Huh.

"But, if you were gay Jack, you and I would still be friends." Mike finished his sentence.

Friends. Fucking friends. You gotta be kidding me.

Jack chuckled nearvously trying to ignore the fact that his crush only wanted to be friends. Nothing more. Nothing less.

"Oh well uhm- are you crushing on anyone?" Jack asked while he stuttered over his own words.

He felt the heat start at his neck and come to make his cheeks a rosy pink.

Mike smiled and nodded.

"Yeah actually. I am. He's really sweet. The most beautiful blonde," Mike began.

I'm blonde. Jack thought. No. No way. He only said friends. Calm your dick, Jack, Jack told himself. Mike glanced and Jack caught his glare. Signaling for him to go on.

"he has the most beautiful freckles. His soft glare. It gives me butterflies. The way he smiles, it melts my soul. And just him in general. Damnit, Jack! I think I'm in love with this dude!" Mike finished.

Jack was starstruck. Mike in love? No. No way. That's crazy. There's no way the hardcore soft-bad boy could be in love.

"Well who is he?" Jack asked without thinking.

All of a sudden, Mike was leaning in close towards Jacks face. He cupped his face until his lips were touching the other boys lips. Mikes lips were soft. Jack could taste the now fading taste of cherry chapstick in his lips. Their lips moved in sync for a couple of seconds more, until Mike moved away and smiled.

"You."

Jack laughed a wheezy but true laugh. Mike looked at him with true confusion written all over his face. .

"You are super funny! You know that!" Jack said laughing.

"Jack I'm not fucking kidding. I'll do it again just to prove-" Mike was cut off as Jack straddled himself onto Mike, gripping his hair and not letting go. Earning a small moan coming from Mike. Mike smirked as he snaked his hands onto Jacks waist. He didn't want to let go of the boy he has loved ever since he was 10. When he first found out cooties weren't real. When he first found out about love. Jack didn't want to let go of him either. Mike slowly started to lean back making Jack the more dominant one. Mike unraveled his hands from around Jacks waist and cupped his face as they made out. Jack was expecting everything that came with that kiss. The happiness. The butterflies. But there was one thing he didn't expect. Something he didn't hear about in story books.

The euphoria.