The Secret (DreamNotFound)

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TW's:
-VERY SMALL mentions abuse

It was early in the morning. I was waiting for Clay to come to my house, just as every morning. We would walk to the bus and go to school together.

'Do you want cheese on your sandwich?' my mum asked.

I nodded. 'Sure.'

She made my sandwich and gave me my lunchbox. I put it in my bag and gave her kiss. 'Bye, s-s-s-see you later.'

'Good luck, George. Are you nervous?'

'Yes.'

'Why, sweetie?'

'Clay.'

'Don't be insecure, he likes you.'

I shrugged and blushed a little. 'I hope so.'

My mum wanted to answer, but the bell rang. She opened up and let Clay go in. Clay blushed as soon as he saw me. 'Good morning.'

'H-h-hello.' I blushed too and my mum grinned.

I quickly walked towards Clay and closed the door after saying goodbye. I hoped to talk about the kiss, but I was too scared to bring it up and so was he. After I talked with my mum, I realised I liked Clay as more than friends. I didn't want to say I'm in love, but it started to feel like that more and more. I liked everything about him and the feeling in my stomach was getting worse, but I liked it even more. I talked about it with my mum again later in the evening and she told me what I was feeling were butterflies. I heard people talk about it, but I never felt it myself.

'George, are you okay?'

'Huh, yes sorry. Are you?'

'A little.'

'What's wrong?'

'Well, my parents woke me up early to swear at me.'

'Why?'

'Because I left the house yesterday after the fight.'

'Can I help?'

'You're helping me at this moment.'

'How?'

'I love talking with you.'

I blushed. 'I love talking to you too.'

We both blushed like crazy as we entered the bus. Every time he smiled my stomach filled with those butterflies. I never thought about being gay and suddenly I liked a boy and kissed one. It felt so confusing.

The next days all were the same. We went to school, chilled almost everyday and my feelings kept growing. Before I even knew it was a week after we kissed and we hadn't talked about it. I couldn't stop thinking about him and the kiss. I never liked anyone like I liked him. Clay was coming to my place again today. He had one hour longer in school today, so he came a little later.

It was 4 pm when he arrived at my place and after he drank some water we went upstairs. I was constantly blushing. I just liked everything he did. His voice, the way he moved, the way he talked, his cute dirty blond hair and his beautiful eyes. The way he laughed and smiled and how he sometimes gently touched me. I loved it.

'Georgie? Are you daydreaming?'

'Eh- sorry.'

I was so nervous but also so relaxed around him. I liked him so much.

'What's wrong? Are you okay?'

'I eh- am.'

'Are you sure?'