Same Love *Complete*

*Complete* Michel is a 16 year old boy, who is different from the rest. He goes to school and starts to have feeling for his best friend, who is a boy. He choices to not ever act on those feelings, but how long can he act like he has nothing different about him.

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7. The Big Date

The Big Date

I walk into where Gabe told me to meet him up. I'm sweating, yuck. God what if he wants to kiss during the date... If someone see's I'm dead.

I fix my collar. I sit down at the table and I wait, and wait, and wait.

I give up, he's not coming...

I stand up and he runs in soaking wet.

"I'm so sorry it just started raining really hard and my car broke down and I forgot my umbrella at home I'm so sorry." My heart starts to race.

"You ran in that storm to meet me here?" I whisper.

"Yeah, I really like you. I didn't want to ruin this." He says. I smile. My heart is racing so fast it could win a marathon.

"That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me..." I whisper. He smiles.

"Well, let's eat." Gabe says. We sit down.

The waitress walked up.

"What can I get you two lovebirds." She says looking disgusted.

"We're not gay together." Gabe says. She rolls her eyes.

"Just stay in Narnia cutie." She says to him, "Now what can I get you two?" She asks.

"Um, I'll have the number four and he'll have the number two right?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says. I see my refection and I notice my quiff is messed up. I start messing with it until Gabe stops me.

"It looks fine trust me." He says. I smile.

"Okay." The waitress comes with our food, we say thank you then we eat.

Once we're done eating we go to the movies. I wanted to watch a romantic movie (The Notebook) but he wanted to watch a movie for a man. We end up not watching anything.

I'm you're stereotypical gay. I'm shocked no one has guessed I'm gay yet...

I read bridal magazines, my voice is high, and I wear pink tops with a scarf... Most of the time.

Gabe however is like any other teenage boy. His attractive messy hair and his cute blue eyes that just make you want to stare into them forever.

I mean...

He looks like he doesn't care, like most teenage boys. He has a grunge kinda charm to him.

We come to my house, we're laughing because he just told the cheesiest joke ever to come out of a persons mouth. When we walk inside we sit on the couch, my mom isn't home.

We start laughing and cuddling having a good time then I heard my bedroom door open. We stop cuddling and we turn around. I get scared because him and I were the only people in the house. Then Noah comes from around the corner. 

"Hey..." Noah says waving at me.

"Were you in his room?" Gabe asks. Did I ever tell you he's got a cute little British accent that is to die for!

"Yeah..." He says sitting beside me.

"Why?" I ask.

"Can I talk to you for a second...?" He asks me.

"Um, sure." I say.

We were about to walk into my bedroom but he stopped me.

"Can you give me like two seconds please?" He asks standing in front of the bedroom door.

"Yeah I'll just go talk to Ga-" I start saying walking away but he grabs my arm to stop me.

"No just stand here while I do something really quick." He says. I shrug.

"Okay." 

This is the worse date ever, the guy I like is in my bedroom instead of my date.

I just wish Noah was gay. I'm pretty sure he's not but then why has he kissed me twice.

The opening of my door stopped all my thoughts.

"Okay." He says smiling. We walk into my room and we sit on my bed.

"So what do you want to talk about?" I ask laying down.

"Well," He pauses and lays down next to me, "I want to talk about how you're on a date with a dude. I came here to tell you I'm sorry for calling you gay but, are you dude?" He asks. Gosh now I'm about to start sweating again. My nerves are shot passed the heavens. 

"No. We're just friends." I say. He nods.

"Well, I'm sorry for calling you gay then." He stands up and runs out of my room. Why did he run? I don't know must have somewhere to go. I stand up and as I'm walking out, something catches my eye.

I turn to my dresser where a single rose peddle is at. I look at it confused. I didn't put it there... Who did.

Noah? Did he make my room look all nice and romantic for me...

Most likely not why would a homophobic guy do that.

What if he did.

No time to sit here and wonder how a rose peddle got into my room I have to finish my date. I walk out there and Gabe smiles.

"I didn't think you were coming back." He says.

"Well here I am..." I say sitting down.

"Oh you have something from the food on your face." Gabe says. He moves in close and wipes it off. Then I lean in closer, then he leans in, are we going to kiss. That's what I want to do, kinda. Our lips are so close. Then when our lips are just about to touch, I grab his collar and I pull him into a kiss. The kiss was amazing. I think it was better then any of my kisses with Noah, mainly because I knew this one was going to happen.

I could feel his heart racing against mine. We stop kissing.

"Wow..." He whispers.

"I agree, wow." I whisper.

"Where did you learn to kiss like that?" He asks.

"Fake girlfriends. That's what I have to do to look straight." We start kissing again.

His lips against mine, it just feels so right, but so wrong. 

We stop kissing again.

"Wow maybe I should get one." I kiss him again. Gosh I can't stop. His lips are so soft.

We stop kissing once again.

"No, we're dating." I say.

"Are you going to break up with Caroline for me?" He asks. I kiss him.

"Yes." I whisper. He kisses along my neck and makes a love bite. We stop kissing for good.

"That was awesome." I whisper.

"Agreed, I've never kissed a boy."

"I haven't either." I'm such a liar.

"Really?"

"Yeah." I say. He goes to kiss me but I stop him.

"We've kissed too much, anymore and I won't be able to stop myself." I whisper.

"Who says we have to?" Gabe says going for another kiss, but I stop him again.

"Me, my mom will be home in a few minutes and she can't walk in with me doing you know what with someone, a boy especially." He nods.

"That suck..." He whispers.

"Yeah..." I hear the door open. We turn it's my dad...

"Dad?" I whisper.

"Hey." He says. He comes over to give me a hug but I stop him.

"No..." I whisper.

"Wow have you not hit puberty yet son?"

"Does it matter to you?" I ask.

"It's just small talk son."

"Stop calling me son I'm not your son!" I yell. I run into my room. Gabe walks in. He gives me a hug. I hear a knock on my bedroom door.

"You can not come in!" I yell. I pick up one of my teen fashion magazines and I chuck it at the door. My dad walks in.

"Michel I'm sorry."

"No you're not stay away from me... Forever." I say pushing him then shutting the door and locking it. 

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