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.


17. Memory... Gone.

I lay there. This cute boy that I guess I went to school with sits next to me and tells me every event that's happen in my life, well from the time I've forgotten.

It was a list my mother had given him and Noah added a few things to it. The boy winced at everyone that Noah wrote.

"Okay what the heck?" I ask.

"What?" He asks.

"You're wincing at the sight of Noah's handwriting." I say, "If you're against gays then you can leave." I say.

He looked at me and kissed me. The kiss made me remember something.

Noah. I remember the time when Noah and I were in my room and we were about to... You know... And my dad came in and stopped us.

I started kissing him back. I run my fingers through his hair hoping to remember more... I did.

I remember the feeling I got with Noah around. I remember the way I loved Noah. How Noah was on my mind all the time.

I grabbed his collar and pulled his body closer to mine.

I stopped kissing him.

"Can I take you to dinner sometime?" He asks.

"Sure, wait what's your name again?" I ask.

"My name is Joey. You wouldn't remember me... I'm kinda awkward." He says.

"It's okay." I kissed him real quick, "I like you." I whisper.

Noah's POV

I had forgotten to give Joey some things so I go to his recovery home.

I open the door to his room and I see him and Joey kissing. He started running his fingers through his hair. He grabbed his collar and pulled his body against his. I slowly lay the papers on the ground and I walk out.

I'm hurt. I've been more hurt. I lean against the wall outside of the recovery home, and I cry.

I hear the door open. I wipe my eyes fast. I see Joey walk out.

"He's not allowed to leave the recovery home..." I say.

He turns around and grabs his chest, "Noah I had no idea you were there!" He gasps.

"Joey, how much have you lied to him about?"

"A lot of things. The fact that you two didn't date that long, you broke his heart, and that I went to your guys school." He says sitting next to me.

"Why? Why lie?" I ask.

"Because I want him to love me." He says.

"No, you want him to get hurt." I mumble. He shrugs.

"He just has to make sure not to believe everything." He stands up and starts to walk away, but I grab his hair and I yank him back.

He turns around, "No one likes a jealous ex." He whispers.

"I love him!" I yell. I punch him causing him to fall to the ground.

He grabs my leg and pulls me down.

He punches me then pins me down.

"How about we check the score, you lost at getting those three girls, and I got them. So three to zero. I got a car before you so that counts as five. So eight to zero. I'm popular so that's another five. Thirteen to zero. And the best two. I got to stay with the family and I got the boy. I think we know the clear winner." He says

He stands up and pulls me up.

He messes up my hair then pats my face, "I've missed fighting with you. Good talking to you." He walks away. I fix my coat them my hair, "One of these days I'm going to win!" I yell.

"Good luck, you'll need it!" He yells.

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