[BoyxBoy] ✓ I Fell In Love With An Emo Boy

42. JOCK FANTASY

It was summer break at last. It was too hot and I was sweaty. We had two fans on in the living room and all the windows were open but it was still scorching.

Timothy didn't help. He was lying on the couch in obnoxious hot pink jog shorts. He was staring at the TV listlessly. He wasn't much of a summer person. He couldn't take the heat.

I'd gone to the kitchen for some cold drinks.

I placed both on the table near the TV.

I grabbed T's legs and pulled him further down the middle of the couch. He looked up at me.

It was summer break and we were spending it not on vacation because none of us actually wanted to leave. Joe didn't want to vacation without Dahlia, T didn't want to vacation with Dahlia and I simply wanted to spend time with Timothy, wherever.

We hadn't had sex since that one time because Timothy needed time to 'think things through', whatever the fuck that meant.

We just made out a whole lot.

I wasn't sure what we were.. How he felt about me. We didn't really talk about stuff like that. I figured he was still thinking about things but being in the dark was seriously making me doubt myself.

Timothy was kissing my neck and it felt great but I just couldn't focus on him right now. Insecurity was clouding my mind.

I pulled away and got up.

"What's wrong?" T asked.

I was so embarrassed. How could I ask him how he felt about me without losing whatever bit of masculinity I had left?

"It's just... This is all we do. We sit around, hang out and make out. The end." I frowned.

"Is there something wrong with that?" T asked softly.

"See? You don't even see a problem! You just.. For you I'm just.. I'm just fulfilling your little jock fantasy or something but get serious? No! Of course not!" I paced around the room.

"Jock fantasy? When did I say that?" Timothy laughed.

"That's not the point, Timothy! You're fine just laying around and making out. But I need to know where I stand. You never even said that you like me." It was so stupid how much saying that hurt. But it was the truth. I turned away.

Timothy got up. "Josh," He grabbed my arm. I met his gaze.

He sighed. "When Charlie and I broke up I just felt like I would never feel that way again and then you kissed me and we spent that night together.. I was so confused.. Everything had changed so fast.."

Was he breaking up with me? We weren't even together and he was already breaking up with me?

I pulled away.

"But that doesn't mean I don't like you."

I met his eyes again.

"Well, I want to be with you. And not just here or in dark crevasses at school. I want to go on dates!"

I sounded so stupid.

T smiled. "People will see us."

"We'll go somewhere private. Just because we're a secret doesn't mean we're not real."

Timothy looked surprised but happy.

"Okay." Timothy smiled.

I pulled him in.

"I hate when you say okay. Do you want it or not?"

"Yes!" T insisted.

I sighed of relief and kissed him again.