{BEFORE MAKAYLA MET EITHER OF THESE TWO}
Carson lay stretched out on Harpers bed, surrounded by empty coke cans and chip bags.
He stretched his arms out and yawned. His eyes finding his way over to Harper.
Said boy was looking at his phone with tears staining the corners of his eyes. Carson finally got a peek at what Harper was looking at. Baylee’s instagram. Harpers long time crush. He scrolled through the pictures of Baylee and Nick smiling at various places, hand in hand.
Carson put a hand on his shoulder. Harper glanced up at him. Their eyes locking.
“Hey man, she doesn’t deserve you...” he trailed off.
He clumsily slid off the bed and fell onto Harper. He looked up at the smirking boy.
Harper was bi... but he never...acted like this around Carson.
“I know...” he started, his smirk falling, “but...it still hurts. How do you just shut off the way you feel about someone?” He looked sorrowfully up at Carson.
“I think I know where to start.” Carson gripped the collar of Harper’s shirt.
“I can give you so much more.” He never separated their eyes.
Harper quickly understood what was happening, closing the gap between them.
Carson gripped the back of his neck, while Harper gripped something more...interesting.
