"I love you,' he says. Before I could say a word, he gently held my face and kissed me on my lips.
"I love you as well.' When he pulled away from the kiss, I responded. His eyes were filled with sadness and love. What went wrong, and why do I feel like this is the last time I was going to see him? He sighed as he rested his brow on my head. "What is it, Haru?' Something is wrong, I inquired. It's there in my bones and I can feel it. He was weird today. "There isn't anything, Johan.' He smiled sadly at me. Why do I feel like there's something I'm supposed to know?" "Are you sure, because your face shows you're worried?' I cupped my hands around his face and looked him in the eyes. "Tell me, what's wrong, is there anything I can do to help?' "Whenever you look at me like that, Johan, it turns me on.' He said this while still smiling at me. "Don't try to change the subject, Haru, what's the matter?' I know him well, and when he's like this, he always tries to change the topic and say something else. I'm having a bad feeling about this. "Can we...discuss this later?' he asked, staring at me. 'Please.' He begged me to listen to him. I'm pretty sure he will tell me when the time is right, but I still want him to depend on me. After all, I love him from the bottom of my heart. I love him and I will do anything to be the person he wants me to be and make us work. I nodded in agreement. 'Okay." We began walking silently down the road. Then he asked, 'How is your mother doing now?' We kept walking, and then I said. "She's fine, it's just...,' I hesitated. Then I shook my head to clear my mind of any negative thoughts. 'I can only hope for the best, she's getting married?' I informed him casually, like it was no big deal. 'What?' he asked, surprised. 'I'm not sure, but why are you telling me this now?' He stated. "I could have told you, but you were too busy. I didn't want to bother you and cause a diversion.' I elaborated. "It's not a diversion. It's good news, Johan,' he laughed as he tapped me on the shoulder, then frowned at me. "Yeah." I muttered. "I've been meaning to ask, what about your father?" I stared at his lovely eyes and turned to my feet as I strolled. "He left before my younger sister, Elsa, was born." I answered. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have asked." He apologized. "You don't need to, he was a complete jerk and to this day, I don't know why he left and Mom wouldn't tell me, she keeps saying he did some sort of faggot stuff and warned me never to talk about him again." I elaborated, my gaze darted towards the sky. "You don't seem happy, do you?' He inquired. "About your mother's marriage." I turned to face him and said. "I'm content; at the very least, she has found happiness in her life, it's been years, like ever since I was born, I've ever seen such a happy smile. So, I hope her marriage will last, however...,' I lowered my gaze to the ground, both hands in my pockets. "However, what?' He inquired, perplexed. "I don't like the man, something about him doesn't feel right.' I stated. "Have you discussed this with your mother?' He raised a question. "I did, but she just said, 'Don't worry, Johan. He's a very nice man, and once you get to know him, you will like him. she says.'' I mimicked my mother's voice and rolled my eyes like hers. 'Stop laughing, Haru,' I exclaimed when I noticed he had begun laughing. "She's seriously such a lovesick fool,' I groaned. "Hey, don't talk about your mother that way,' he said, but as soon as he said it. He burst out laughing again and collapsed on the ground. What's so funny that he's laughing so hard? "Haru, stop laughing.' I said. 'Come on, what's the big deal?' When I saw that he wasn't stopping, I became irritated and began walking away, leaving him to laugh his head off. But I liked how he was chuckling.It made me happy because he had been moody for a while, but seeing him laugh now chills me with excitement. "Wait a minute?' He yelled and dashed after me. 'You didn't have to leave like that, babe,' he said, still gasping for air. 'And you didn't have to laugh so hard that you couldn't stop laughing.' I grumbled, pretending that what he was doing was bothering me. "Come on, you were so amusing, cute, with that face you were making that I didn't have a choice. I couldn't stop myself, you know,' he admitted, still holding back his chuckle. I sighed, what could I do, he would still laugh, better to let him be. "It's getting late; could you please escort me home?' I studied. "No problem, babe,' he said with a smile.He kissed me and wished me a good night after escorting me home. "Do you know how much I love you, babe?' Why was he hugging me, he whispered in my hair. 'Always and forever remember, Johan, that I will never stop loving you?' He hugged me so tightly as if it were the last time I'd ever see him. "I love you as well, Haru, and I will remember that forever.' I said this while kissing him on the neck. I still have a bad feeling about this. He said we could talk later, but perhaps I should just give him some time to tell me about it. After that, he waved at me and exited through my gate, which I had closed. My life begins. Johan Williams is my name. I'm seventeen years old, with a younger sister and a best friend named Jack. I've always been who I am. My other best friend's name is Ava, and my girlfriend's name is Charlotte. These are people who meant a lot to me before I met Haru. Okay, I understand what you're thinking. I'm a fucking worthless cheater. That I am deserving of death right now.I'm a scumbag, a faggot and a two-timer. You could be calling me a bunch of names right now, but hear me out and this isn't really my life, my fault, sometimes you get carried away by emotions and stuff, it still doesn't justify what I did, but hear me out. Yes, Charlotte is my girlfriend. She has always been there for me. We met in kindergarten, went through middle school, and then high school together, and Jack was a part of it all. We first met Ava when we were in high school together. She was always on her own and did things her way. She had no friends, but participating in club activities or sports brought us together because she was good at them and always taught me how to do them. And that's when we became friends, like best friends, and that's when Charlotte and Ava reconciled their feud because Charlotte suspected me of cheating on her with Ava. So, once the misunderstanding was resolved. Despite this, they all became best friends, including Jack and me. Ev
"Wha...t ... the hell... a...are you talking about,' I stuttered. Why am I stuttering? Why did he say it out loud, out of nowhere? I'm not sure what he's up to; is this a joke or a game? Kissing? He remembered that part. Damn. "I know what I'm saying, what I saw, you kissed me last night. You quickly shoved me away when your girlfriend approached?' he said. I was taken aback by the way he spoke. Is he concerned about it all, shit, he is definitely going to say that I'm a freak. "That's ridiculous. Isn't it revolting to you? I mean, who the hell comes up to his fellow guy one morning and says, "I kissed you while I was drunk? How come it makes no sense to me?' I said this while putting my hands in the pockets of my black trouser. Charlotte indeed came to us, glad I wasn't caught or else I would have been in hell of trouble. I had to run away from Haru, stay in a corner till the party was over before we all went home but that night I couldn't sleep, his lips kept me from slee
I'm not gay, don't get me wrong. I can't possibly be that kind of person. But the way he kissed me was still playing over and over in my mind, and it was turning me on. Fuck this groin, it's always getting up. He's a man, not a woman.But it wouldn't listen, so I kept laying my head down, and before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep. "Wake up,' Someone called out to me, "Johan.' When I finally opened my eyes, I saw Ava. She continued to yell my name. "Wake up, and tell me where you've been.' I glanced at her as I slowly opened my eyes. I asked, raising my head from the table. 'Has class ended yet?' "Yes, class has ended, and we are now closed. I've looked all around the school for you.' She whined. "I'm sorry, where are the others?' I asked, my eyes still closed. I'm still feeling drowsy.They're all waiting too except for Charlotte at the school gate, and she is looking for you as well?' She murmured this while resting her hands on her hips. I stood up and started. 'All right, Ev
"Going out with someone,' I said again, repeating what she had just said. She nodded. "Yes, I'm in a relationship. We've been going out for months, and he loves me so much that he even said, he would like to see you too?' She grinned as she stated this.This is ludicrous; I don't know what to say. She's been dating someone, but she's never admitted it to me. It seems creepy to me. I don't blame her, but this is the first time I've seen her act like this. She appears to be in a pleasant mood. I'm still uneasy, but that's not a terrible thing right? She might as well get married to him in my absence, why now? "Um...I don't want to meet him right now. Perhaps next time, Mom?' I quickly replied. "But he wants to see you, and why don't you want to meet him?' She enquired. "I'm busy, and I want to meet up with the others tonight,' I responded hastily. This is still shocking for me. I don't want to meet whoever is dating her and say. Good evening, my name is Johan. It's nice to meet
When I walked downstairs, I noticed Charlotte staring at me. She appeared to be taken aback. "I'm truly sorry, darling. I fell asleep and didn't hear your calls. Please accept my apologies.' I lamented to her, but what she said afterwards baffled me. "I had no idea you were this attractive,' she exclaimed. "Wait a minute, why are you dressed so differently today?' She was still staring at me up and down when she examined me. Okay, this was not what I expected. I was anticipating her to yell at me, gripe at me, and then drag me along with her to the party. That's exactly what I expected. But what she's saying right now is unexpected. "How?' I raised an eyebrow and double-checked my attire. "You...you simply look so different,' she remarked. "Really?' I inquired. "Yes, it was your mother who told you how to dress today.' She remarked. "No, it wasn't Mom,' I said. " did it myself,' I corrected, confused at her reaction towards my dress. "You did it yoursel
"Why don't we make it $1,000,' another girl implied out of nowhere. This one is even worse; is this some sort of rainbow party? "All right, let's stop at that price, and it's $1,000.' Charlotte yelled, and everyone erupted in joy and cheering. "All right, I will quit now. Let's pick a singer. Who's going to sing for us?' Charlotte inquired, and everyone began shouting "Keith." Keith, I wondered. Does he know how to sing? Then, seemingly out of nowhere, someone yelled. "Haru. Allow him to sing, and I will vote for him.' "Me too, let Haru sing,' another youngster said. Haru? That guy knows how to sing, I didn't know that, where was he? Did he come for this party without informing anyone or… "I had no idea I was also quite popular here,' That voice Is familiar to me. When I turned to face the door, it was Haru. He was giddy with joy, holding a microphone on his phone. He was so hot. "Why don't you let Haru sing?' The same shouted, and everyone began shouting his name, but not
Everyone sat down, and all eyes were once again drawn to Haru and Keith. But they both sat down instead of standing, which is what they prefer, I think. I couldn't wait for Haru to start singing, so I dropped the bottle of beer on the table and stared at him. Everyone was waiting for them to start singing, but they remained silent and stared at each other.Is this part of what they want to do, or is there something wrong with it? Why was he so dashing tonight, oh, fuck, he was gorgeous and how was someone like this into dudes, man his lips, his muscles, his fragrance was out of this world. Damn, I sound like a pervert. Keith rose to his feet, took the microphone, and inhaled and exhaled. Is he nervous or what? Now that I think about it, Jack didn't use a microphone; instead, he used his voice to sing.Then Keith started singing with the tone playing in the room.When he was done singing, the entire room fell silent.He has such a lovely voice; I had no idea he could sing.
"It's really nothing." I stood up from the bed with a reply. I don't care if my head is still hurting because I can bear the pain. I went to the kitchen to see if Jack had made anything to eat because I had smelled something good while sleeping and I can still perceive it. "You can't just tell me it's nothing, Johan?" He said this as he stood by the kitchen door. "Why can't I tell you that? It's entirely up to me whether I tell you or not. I just don't want to say anything, Jack.' I stated solemnly. At the very least, that should indicate to him that I'm not in the mood to talk and even if I want to tell him, he wouldn't understand and where do I even to start from. He stood there for a few minutes while I was taking my plate to dish up some food that Jack had cooked. Oh, sorry my bad. His mother prepares the meals. I noticed him walk away as I was serving myself some food. I'm guessing he understood the language, but I know he will bring it up again, and I thi