All Chapters of Sixty Days With You.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Heart disease?" He repeated lowly and I smiled dryly knowing that he was already feeling compassion for me by the way he stopped on his track and glanced at me, his lips looked pinker from up close with how his hair smelled and his cologne must have started smelling from me."Hmm... I'm being treated by the way." I assured with a small smile."I wish you a speedy recovery." He says and I try to hide the sadness in me.He mustn't know I'm dying soon, no. No one should know."Yes, I would get well soon." I lied but no doubt there wasn't the grace of hope in my voice.Keith exhaled heavily, adjusting his grip as he carried me. He walked on, his silence stretching on like a tense cord. I guess his thoughts were consumed by me. He might not seem to care about anyone but I was sure he does seem to care about some people and I might be part of those people."Do you wanna go on a walk after we finished at my home?" He asked in a low whisper."Huh... Billy and I are to ride a bicycle later t

I stopped on my track after shutting the door to Keith's room.He wasn't even following me, well what did I expect from someone who's homophobic but yet trying to show he's not?He just indirectly said the thought of I and Billy planning to date will probably disgust him.I wonder how he would have reacted if I had truly told him I had a crush on him. Perhaps he and his brother would just start throwing insults at me.I swallowed hard sniffing, my eye already began to be watery and I knew I was going to cry soon.I hadn't even confessed how I felt about him yet he was already hurting me. He's a Deacon son, he would probably try all in his power to stop me and Billy from dating. Even though I don't have any crush on Billy yet. I think it's high time I just begin to crush on him.He will treat me better than Keith.I deserve better, fuck it if I'm gay, everyone sins every day!I descended the stairs still holding my tears, I don't even know why I had the urge to cry I just knew I had to

"Matthew and Keith, it's your turn," Mr. Jones called from the front of the class, and I got up on my feet almost immediately.I should have been going first, but just like the rest of the groups in the class, they had gone together r, so I remained standing,n g, waiting for Keith to get on his own feet so we could walk together to the class.Winifred was still busy clingy around him wishing him luck, telling him we would come out as the top of the class and shit. She has been that way since today, and I and Keith hadn't even had time to discuss how this presentation would happen all because of her.Well, who am I kidding? It was obviously because of me that we didn't meet.I had been avoiding Keith since we met today at the front of the school and I had prevented seeing him instead of asking about his progress and how the presentation was coming through, I just couldn't get what he did to me out of my mind, and I had stayed away from class since he would be present until when I heard

Matthew possesses remarkable handsomeness.I found it hard to look away from him while he was speaking at the front of the class. Even though most of the other students weren't paying attention to him and hardly even cared about what he was saying, I couldn't stop staring.How come I just realized he has thin small lips? Why did I feel like pulling him to myself when I first saw him early this morning?And I kissed him, Christ, I want to do that again.I watch as Matthew disappears from my sight hurriedly. I wouldn't have kissed him if I hadn't seen the longing in his own eyes as well.Am I beginning to accept I like this dude? Then that makes me gay as well?"Oh shit," I mutter, running my hand in my hair and licking my bottom lips; I can still feel Matthew's taste on me.I wasn't regretting my act but is this what it means to like a guy? To feel conflicted with oneself and shit.Matthew's facial expression flashed through my eyes; he had a mix of regret, yet I could tell he liked me

I brought the car to a halt at the familiar building of the Harry.I alighted from the car as I round it to stop at the gate where I knocked on it waiting for a reply.Soon, Leah, whom I had seen at the school, appeared with a faint smile. As she finished unlocking the gate, I greeted her with a smile. "Hi.""Hey, Keith?" She called."Yes, Keith." Smile. "What about Matthew? Is he alright? I need to see him." I say trying to hide how much I longed to see Matthew.Throughout my ride down here, he had been in my head, and I just wanted to assure him that I was never going to feel disgusted about who he was; I wonder if Leah, standing at my front here, already informed his family that she heard about his sexuality.Even on the field, I hadn't paid attention I guess that's how much Matthew affected me."I don't think he would be willing to see anyone..." Leah says in a low whisper with a hint of wanting me to understand what she meant."I know... I mean, yeah. We both heard what Winifred