“Why is everyone staring?”
“Either because of what happened Friday or because of that D&G trench!”
“Oh … okay.”
I got work sketching out ideas for my final piece of this project. There was a knock at the door but I didn’t look up. I heard people gasp but still I didn’t look.
“Sorry to disturb. But could I borrow Marc for five minutes?” I could of recognized that voice anywhere. It was Kyle. Why did I give him a copy of my timetable?! STUPID!
“Yeah, thats fine.” My teacher replied … for fuck sake all the times she has said no when I actually need and want to talk to that person!
“Sorry, but I’m busy.” I just carried on with my work and just ignored everything and everyone until the bell rang. I pulled out my timetable.
“SHIT!”
“Marc! Watch the language!” the teacher shouted at me.
“Sorry.” I rolled my eyes.
“What’s up?” Rose questioned.
“I’ve got english language next, with Kyle and I sit right next to him. No way I’m doing that.”
“Hmmm”
“But at least Liz aint here so I can sit with Grace.” I replied.
“Oh yeah, it’s fate.” Rose said in her quiet voice.
“Okay dear I wouldn’t take it that far” I laughed to myself and left the classroom.

Walking to the english department I could feel many eyes on me but I just kept mine to the floor even though no one could see my eyes through my black Ray-bans. I knew I was later as soon as I walked through the door and everyone was in there seats, I saw Grace showing all the girls her Marc Jacobs bag and they was all swooning over it. I parked my cans in the seat next to her.
“Hi, thanks so much for this.” Grace pointed to the bag.
“No problem, a little gift for being there for me.”
“It’s hardly little!”
“Hmm.”
“You look great today by the way, everyone was betting that you was gonna come in wear a pair of sweats or something.”

I laughed “What? Me? When I knew I was gonna be center of attention?”
“I thought you was gonna dress amazing, so I bet with almost everyone in here and look at how much I made.”
Grace showed me her purse was now full of cash.
“Was you the only one who betted I was gonna look nice?!” I was a bit surprised to be honest.
“No, someone else did.” She nodded her head in Kyle’s direction.
“Urghh. Don’t even go there.”
“He does care about you and needs to talk to you.”
“Sure, I don’t believe that after you tell someone you love them and they walk out on you. No”

For the rest of the class I hardly replied to Grace trying to persuade me to talk to Kyle. Yet again the bell rang but when I had finished writing to last sentence to my work, everyone had gone except Kyle, even though I asked Grace to wait. Bet that sneaky bitch planned this.
“Are you busy at the moment Marc?” Kyle walked slowly over to my desk.
“Yupp, I really am” I scooped everything back into my bag and turned my chair and got up ready to leave but Kyle grabbed my arm.
“Excuse me, but I would like to leave.” I hissed
“No matter where you go, I’m just gonna turn up until you talk to me, so we might as well get this over done with now.”
“Fine but not here. C’mon.”

I walked out of the class and speeded off towards to student car park yet I never checked behind me to see it Kyle was there. I saw everyone looking at us walking towards my car but I didn’t care. I opened the driver door after I unlocked it and got in. A few seconds later the passenger open, as soon as the door shut I sped off out of the car park and up the road towards the park we went to when we first met up in year 10. I parked my car and hopped out and stormed off down the hill.
“Hey! Wait up.”
“I don’t wait.” I shrugged myself out of my trench as it was getting warmer. I slomped myself down on a bench right on the edge and waited for Kyle to slowly trudge his way over. After what seemed forever he sat down.
“Okay, off you go.” I ordered
“Marc, I am so sorry you can’t understand how guilty I feel…”
“You don’t understand how much I regret what I said Friday night.” I butted in.
“Well I don’t regret you telling me who you really are, I don’t care if you’re gay but I left because once you told me you loved me I needed to think. I drove to the bottom of Grace’s street and sat in my car thinking, what am I doing!? He is my best friend and has been since I was 16. I thought about all the good times we have had and how close we are. Then I thought about how we never talked about relationships, I now know why you didn’t say anything. But … but” Kyle sighed.

“When you left why didn’t you say you needed to think so I wouldn’t have drunk myself to the emergency room?”
“I don’t know.” Kyle pulled the most uncomfortable face.
“Carry on.” I gently massaged his right shoulder then stopped when he seemed to be less tense.
“The thing is I never talk to you about relationships because I’ve never really been in one.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“Wow. I’m shocked, I mean look at you.” Kyle pulled the same uncomfortable face. “Sorry.”
“There is more.”
“Okay, go on.” I smiled gently but he didn’t see.
“I … I can’t do this right now, I’m sorry.” I could see that his eyes were watering. But before I could say anything he had gotten up and was walking away.

“Kyle!” I shouted after him but he just kept on walked faster and faster away. I began to walk back to my car and slowly drove back to school in my own little world wondering what he needed to say to me. The rest of the day went so slowly as all I could think about was him. Almost everyone in all of my classes kept on asking where Kyle was and what had happened at break but all I said that he has probably gone home. When the final bell rang I got to my car and found my phone and saw I had a text from Kyle from 12.31pm “When it’s lunch meet me at your house. K”

“Shit” I said to myself. I turned the engine on and drove home as fast as I could but it felt as if everything was against me. Everyone was driving slow and every time I got near a set of traffic lights they went red.
“For fuck sake! Learn to drive!” I yelled out of the window. Road rage was starting to kick in. Once on the empty road that led to my house I sped up and was going around 70 mph but slammed on the brakes as I almost missed to road I live down. I chuckled and pulled down the corner. When I pulled up I turned the radio down and off and got out. I jogged over to the front door and unlocked it. Kyle wasn’t here. I must of missed him by ages.

I was now inside. I set all of my stuff down and walked up the stairs to my room. I opened the door and walked into my closet and hung my trench up and got changed into a hoodie and an oldish pair of jean. As I walked out I screamed as I saw Kyle sitting on the edge on my bed.
“Fucking hell, talk about scaring me!” How’d you get in here?”
“I climbed over the back gate and climbed in the main window at the back. Then I heard someone come in so I hid under your bed but when I saw it was you I came out and sat down.”
“Okay…”

Kyle sighed. I walked over to the stereo and turned it on low then made my way to my bed and walked around to the other side and laid down then rolled over so I was facing his back.
“Are you gonna finish what you was trying to tell me earlier.”
“I am prepared and in the right place of mind to tell you.” he said in his soft calm american accent.
“Okay, in your own time.”
Neither of us said anything for at least five minutes. I was just about to ask him if he was alright when he started to say something.
“When I told you that I haven’t been in a relationship before and you was really surprise and was all look at you, did you mean that I was good looking?”
“I think you are good looking, you’re more than good looking.”
“Thanks.”
“Anything else you wanna say?” I teased.
“Marc … I realised when I left on Friday night and got thinking I realised that I wasn’t straight.” he paused and my heart started to beat really fast and my breathing became heavier.

He continued “But I’m not gay or bi. I don’t know how to explain it as I think girls are hot etc but I’m not really interested in having a relationship with a girl. And I don’t look at guys and think they’re sexy or anything like that. But when I look at you, that all changes and I think how fucking hot you are. How I want to be with you. I guess, I guess I’m saying I love you too.”

As soon as those last words had escaped his lips I reached up and pulled him on top of me. I brought his face to mine and pushed my lips against his. It was electric, I could feel an electric current going through us. He kissed me back with his soft warm lips. Out of all the people I have kissed he was the best, maybe this was his first kiss. I don’t know. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pinned his entire body against mine. He pulled away from my lips and leant back in, then pulled back and done it against at least 3 times. When he done it again I caught his neck and pulled him back to my lips and kissed his lips gently moving across to his neck leaving hickeys as I made my way towards his ear and nibbled on his ear lobe. I could feel his cock twitch in his jeans. I done it again making a moan escape his beautiful mouth. I pushed a hand down towards his growing dick but as soon as my hand grazed his crotch he pulled away from me.

“I … I’m sorry.” I said.
“Don’t worry, I just don’t wanna rush into anything.”
“Okay, but I can still kiss you right?”
He didn’t answer my question he just pulled me into a hug and we ended up lying on my bed for two and a half hours in each others arms talking and listening to the stereo.

***

The next day at school everything was normal. Me and Kyle didn’t say anything about or relationship as we knew at this school it wouldn’t really be excepted. Of course I told Grace and she was really happy for us. Yet even though I agreed to take things slowly I just couldn’t stop thinking about going home and getting Kyle into bed and having him take my virginity. No one knew that about me either. In the middle of english class I just laughed to myself.

“A joke you want to share with us Marc?”
“Hahah, no, I’m alright thanks miss.” I squeezed Kyle’s hand under the table and saw the corners of his mouth turn up. For the moment everything was good, except I couldn’t stop think about the size of what I felt in Kyle’s jeans last night. I was desperate for it!!