My Heart Won't Forget (manxman)

My Heart Won't Forget (manxman)

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First time writing a bl story so excuse me if miss one or two spell or grammar ;;v;; ---------- The scent of something spicy and fresh mixes with an earthly smell invades my nostril as I take shallow breaths into my lungs, which have to support my over-work heart due to its erratic beating, pumping twice of thrice the amount of blood as it usually needs. My cheek feels warm and my head muddles. His hand cup my cheek, blocking the side of the wall beside my head.With his height over tower my own 5 feet3' frame, he successfully traps me against the smooth surface of the brick wall that I had my back lean into . "...look at me" He said My eyes refuse his command as I force them to trap shut. This, should have never happen. Knowing what the consequences are from the very beginning.I I curse my stupidity that pushes both of us to this desperating point. For an instant, I just want to cover myself and disappear into the thin air... "I said look at me! ...please.." his tone pleasing
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"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

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