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He rested his forehead against mine. Smiling as I nudged his nose with mine, he laughed angelically. "Your confession was a distraction. Easy to change from a secret to something known. I am not a child, so tell me. We've all got secrets, what's it that has got you struck with sadness, and worry?" But what I really wanted to tell him I couldn't. It'd change everything, including his time as well as mine. So I averted, once more. He was prying, prying for a confession of something much more deeper, heartfelt, something game changing. So I gave him what he wanted. "I.. I really like your pasta. You know how you craft it perfectly. It's truly breathtaking." "Probably breathtaking because you scarf it down like a mad woman, making you unable to breathe." "Well maybe if you were terrible at cooking it'd be bloody deathly!" "Grant Everly, I'm in love with you. But I'm slowly starting to question that, along with your sanity." Laughing at his joke horrendously, he grabbed me as I toppled on the sole of my sneaker. "Why must you laugh all of the time? I'm truly serious. And every time I try to be serious you throw that laugh at me and it ain't hard to catch. Which is why I deeply love you, I cannot be an asshole completely, I must be nice. I must smile, I must laugh. You make it so. So don't ever leave me. I can't ask you to make a promise, because those are made only to be broken. If however, things didn't turn out in my favor and I did lose you, I won't ever forget who you are, or the way you make me feel. My mother only told me terrible things about the world, and I thought that when I ran away life would be so unforgiving to my rebellion. And I don't know what magical thing happened, or maybe it were God trying to show me; that in his world there is the ugly, and hidden under all of the ugly, is beauty. The beauty behind the ugly, the love beyond the hate. He showed me all of this when I found you, a half a year ago crying on that sidewalk. And I shall cherish every moment that we have together. I feel your sadness. There is something troubling your heart which is affecting your mind greatly. And I know you don't want to admit it, but my only assumption is.... somehow we are going to part abruptly." Afraid of him finishing his statement I ran into his arms truly shaken. "Oh please shut up Stone. Don't speak it into existence. Let now be now, let tomorrow be tomorrow." "You deliberately took the words out of my thoughts before I spoke them aloud. But fine, I shall adhere to your demands." A coughed up laugh rumbled through my vocal chords, I could feel the vibration through the nape of Stone's neck. "I'm in love with you too Stone Avils." "I knew it before you said it. I just thought I'd beat you to the race of confession. Because you weren't going to." "What are you a psychic?" "Just a helpless boy, in love with a helpless girl is all."
