Glass Half Empty; Glass Half Full

Glass Half Empty; Glass Half Full

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Angelo's POV I watch as Meg stands on her tip-toes to give Ethan a quick kiss. My heart sinks in my chest, I know that I'll never be able to hold him or kiss. I won't ever be able to have him like she does. Have him as my own. Ethan turns to face me and gives me a shining smile. I try to muster up one to give back but I can't so I just look away and walk to my last class of the day. Ethan's POV Meghan turns toward me and stands at her highest, pecking me on my lips. Angelo is watching us. She smiles to herself and takes my hand into her own. I turn around to face him. I give him a small, sad smile and continue to walk with Meghan. I wish he would have smiled back. I wanted to see him smile. To be happy. I want to hold his hands not hers. I want to kiss him and love him. If only if I knew how he would react if I were to tell him. How would I tell Meghan that I am in love with her brother who doubles as our best friend? I shake it off. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Special thank you to @mikeyspizzadope for the beautiful cover art. DISCLAIMER!!! It is a Boy x Boy story so by saying that if you don't like it then simply don't read it. There will be some mildly mature scenes so you have been warned. Anyways enjoy! ❤ Lorrayne RANKINGS #437 IN #SLASH #469 IN #BXB
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Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

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