I'm Not Gay, I Swear! | McPriceley

Chapter Seven

Connor instantly rushed over to Kevin's bedroom door and knocked loudly on it. "Get up, you dormouse, we're going to be late!"

Kevin let out a small groan from inside. "But I don't want to. I slept horribly last night."

"Guess much hasn't changed, has it? You sleep terribly every night."

"Which is exactly why I should stay in bed," Kevin told him.

"You're the one who arranged this meeting with Arnold and Naba. Don't you think you should be more willing to be a good friend and introduce me to Arnold's girlfriend?"

"Yeah, yeah," Kevin said. He was quiet for a few moments before opening the door, fully dressed, yet his hair was still a mess.

"You might want to brush that," Connor said, motioning to Kevin's hair.

"And you look very nice, too," Kevin joked.

"Just... get ready! We're already behind schedule," Connor told him.

Kevin made his way to the bathroom to start brushing his hair. "Schedule?"

"Yeah. I like to keep things organized, okay? And you are currently ruining that."

"Ah, great. So my plan is working," he grinned.

Connor just scoffed, yet he couldn't keep himself from smiling. "I'll be downstairs waiting for you."

"Alright."

The two boys had definitely patched up their unsteady friendship, now having spent two weeks in total together. Connor had proved himself to be a good friend to Kevin, and Connor learned that beneath Kevin's rough exterior, he really was just a good-hearted guy. Even if he never wanted to admit it.

Kevin was undoubtedly getting closer to trusting Connor, yet he still hadn't let anything slip about his troubles. Plus, they were having such a great time together that he didn't want to ruin it all with his unstable mental abilities. Maybe if he just focused on them becoming close friends, he could get Connor to forget all about the reason why he'd come here in the first place.

Which led to Kevin's other issue.

He couldn't help but feel interested by Connor. The way he always managed to make Kevin smile just by looking at him. How Kevin always felt inclined to laugh at every joke Connor made, no matter how stupid it was. Or how great he always looked, even with a rats nest of hair.

To put it plainly, Kevin was falling for the guy.

Which he hated so much. This was supposed to be the guy who was his Straight Companion. But then why did Kevin feel this way towards him? It was hopeless, anyway. Connor was set on the "gay is sin" thing. And he most certainly didn't think of Kevin in that way. He was straight, for crying out loud.

Though Kevin couldn't help but wonder if Connor really was straight. He definitely didn't act like it-- but you can't always judge someone based on how they seem. And plus, what would a gay guy being doing trying to convert other gay people straight? It didn't really click together. No, he'd just have to accept the fact that this was a one-sided pining.

Connor raised an eyebrow at Kevin as he finally made his way down the stairs. "Took you long enough."

"What can I say? I just take my hair very seriously."

"I can tell. You don't have a single strand of hair out of place. I must say, I'm impressed."

"A-thank you," Kevin bowed.

"Alright, now stop being a dork and let's go meet up with Arnold and Naba. No doubt they've probably been waiting forever for us." He took his phone out to check the time. "Holy moley. Yep, okay, lets go." He grabbed Kevin by the wrist and dragged him out of the house.

"Ow. Why're you so strong?" Kevin asked as Connor continued to pull on his arm.

Connor shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe you're just weak."

"Wow, thanks. That means a lot."

"Anytime," Connor grinned, continuing to haul Kevin down the sidewalk.

Like Connor had suspected, Arnold and Naba were already at the diner, waiting outside for the two boys to arrive. Though neither of them looked annoyed, to Connor's relief. He walked up to them with a smile, letting go of Kevin's wrist and instead putting it up for Naba to shake.

"Hello! You must be Naba. I'm Connor, Kevin's... friend," he said.

Naba smiled back at him. "Hello, Connor. It is nice to meet you. Arnold has told me all about you and how cheerful and friendly you are."

"Awe, well how nice of him. And I'm so sorry that we are late. Someone didn't want to get up this morning," he glared over at Kevin.

Kevin folded his arms and stuck his tongue out at Connor.

"Wow, you two act like an old married couple," Arnold joked.

Connor suddenly tensed up, letting out a nervous laugh. "That-that's funny. But no. We're both guys. That's just... wrong. Anyways, let's head inside, shall we?"

Arnold rose his eyebrows at Connor's sudden change of mood, glancing over at Kevin to see what his thoughts were. But all that he was doing was staring down at the ground. Something seemed to be bothering him. He'd have to ask him about it later, when they could get some alone time.

The group nodded at Connor, and followed after him as he headed inside. Due to the late time Kevin and Connor had arrived there, the place was a bit more packed than usual. Not to mention it was a Saturday.

Instead of sitting at the countertop, the four decided to choose a booth, Arnold and Naba on one side, and Connor and Kevin on the other. Though Connor made sure to leave plenty of room between them, obviously still shaken up by the little joke from earlier.

But as they continued to talk more and more, both Connor and Kevin seemed to be doing better, actually having smiles on their face once again. Somehow, though, in the midst of all of the conversations they were having, Connor and Kevin had moved quite close to each other, though neither of them had noticed.

Arnold, on the other hand, noticed every little thing that the two did with each other. He didn't know if it was just him, or if the two did really seem to like each other. Though it didn't make all the most sense, with their current situation and all, there could possibly be something deeper within Connor that none of them knew about.

Now the only problem was getting this truth out of him.