I Met Him Online // Malum

Chapter 2

-Calum

The next day when I was at school, all I could think about was Michael. He was on my mind the whole day. I didn't get any school work done, and when my teachers would call on me to answer a question, I wouldn't know what to say, and I would completely embarrass myself.

When I got got home from school that day, I ran up to my room, ignoring my mum, and threw my bag down. I jumped on my bed, and quickly texted Michael.

"Hi :)"

"Hey"

"What's up?"

"Playing my guitar. You?"

"Just got home from school. You play guitar?"

"Yeah, but I suck. I also sing a little."

"I'm sure you don't suck. I sing, but I'm not good at it. My voice is horrible! I also play the bass."

"I bet it's beautiful."

I blush at his text, and I felt something flutter in my chest. I think I'm starting to like him, but the question is, is he even gay? I am one hundred percent gay. I figured this out when I was fourteen, and I went on a date with this one girl, and we kissed, and it was disgusting! I absolutely hated it! Even though I've never kissed a boy, I know I'm gay. I decided just to come straight out and ask him.

"Are you gay?"

"Um...."

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have asked that."

"No, it's okay. And yes, I am gay. Now don't tell me to fucking burn in hell because I'm gay, because I already have enough of that shit."

"I won't say that. And plus I'm gay to."

"What? You are?"

"Yep. I'm gay, and I'm proud!"

"Well, cool. I honestly thought that you were straight."

"Nope. I'm as straight as a rainbow."

"Lol"

"So do you have a boyfriend?"

"Nope. Do you?"

Fuck yes! He's single!

"No. I never had a boyfriend before. Guys don't really like me. They all think that I'm ugly."

"Your not ugly! Your hot, like a lot. Your not just hot though. Your cute, adorable, flawless, but the best one is that your beautiful. The guys who think that your ugly are stupid, because you are not ugly at all, trust me."

I blushed fiercely at the sweet words that he said. Nobody has ever said that to me before.

"Thank you Mikey. Your really sweet."

"Mikey?"

"Yeah, sorry. I didn't mean to put that."

"No, it's okay. I kinda like it."

"Good, because that's what I'm calling you for now on."

Me and Michael talked for a while. I learned some things about him, and he learned some things about me. He eventually had to go, which made me sad, but he said that we will talk tomorrow, so that made me happy.

I smiled and squealed as I locked my phone, and held it close to my chest. Michael was such a sweet person, and he always made me happy whenever we talked. I think I'm starting to get feelings for him. I think I like Michael.