Too Young To Live This Way

I wake up with a jolt, and panic slightly when I don't immediately recognise where I am. After a second, I process the guitar poster above the bed, and the person lying right next to me. It's Alan, so we must have fallen asleep after watching that movie. The TV and lights are turned off, so I assume Alans mom must have come in to do that. I notice the way Alan is leaning on my shoulder. How long can I hold these feelings in for? It's going to have to be forever, because I don't want to lose his friendship...

I get a little bit worried, when I see the time is 8:30, before remembering hat it's a Saturday, and I can sleep as long as I want. Well, except for the fact that Alan is starting to stir...
''Morning Austin." He mumbles, when he opens his eyes.
''Morning!" I reply.
''Uhhmm... Sorry bout... this.'' Alan mutters, blushing a little when he sees how close cuddled he is to me. Probably shouldn't tell him how curled up we both were when I first woke up?
''No, it's fine,'' I smile, getting up and stretching.
''I guess... are we like, friends then?'' Alan asks nervously, after a moment of thought.
''Yeah, of course!" I laugh a little. It's official! I actually have someone who I can refer to as a friend, unlike all the dicks at my old school, who all said they hated me...
''Great.'' Alan grins.

We go downstairs, and find a note from Alans Mom saying her and Alans Dad went shopping, and they're going to viit Alans Aunt. The note says they'll be back mid-afternoon-ish. After we finish eating toast, Alan stands up and says, ''I'm gonna go shower, do whatever you want. I'll be back in a bit.'' He nods, and leaves the room. The first thing that pops into my head, is 'I wonder what it would be like to shower with him?' Ugh, I've got to stop having these weirdo thoughts. I mean, even if he does turn out to be gay or bi or something, there's no way he'd ever date me. Right?

--Alan POV--
The moment I get to the bathroom, I flop unhappily against a wall. I really like Austin, but I don't think he feels at all the same. I also don't particularly want to accept that I might be gay, or tell my Mom i'm gay. I think my Dad would be alright with it, but Mom would probably think it's 'against Gods will' or some shit. I'm NOT gay. Even if I do like Austin, he's the only one. I'm straight. But I've never really had these feelings for a girl? Maybe i'm Austin-sexual... I sigh at these annoying thoughts, and get in the shower.
While i'm in the shower, I resolve to tell Austin how I feel, even if he turns against me. I've got to do this, otherwise the thoughts are going to drive me insane. I've got to do this.

--Back to Austin POV--
Alan walks back into his living room looking really nervous. While he was gone, I listened to music and read a book of his shelf. It was actually really good.
''Hey Alan!" I grin when he walks in, pulling my earphones out.
''Hey Austin...'' He mumbles, tucking a stray strand of wet ginger hair behind his ear.
''Are you okay?'' I ask worriedly. He is clenching and unclenching his fists rapidly.
''Yep, i'm fine. I need to tell you something.'' He states. His eyes seem to harden, as he stiffens his resolve to say something difficult. I have no idea where this is going?
''Okay, what?'' I ask curiously, as he sits down n the other end of the sofa rom me.
''Y-you know you asked if I was gay?'' I nod, still not sure of what's happening. Alan sighs, before continuing. ''Well, i'm not, but I can't deny that I've got loads of weird feelings for you. I really like you, Austin, obviously you don't feel the same... But I needed to tell you! God, the feelings where eating me alive... I couldn't deal with it, I had to-''
''Really?'' I cut him off, completely shocked and unable to believe my ears.
''Yeah...'' Alan mutters. After a minute or so, he looks up grumpily, ''Aren't you going to say something?'' He asks.
''Sorry, I uh.. I just can't believe it.'' I laugh lightly. ''I know I've only been here like a week, but... well, I like you too.'' I swallow nervously, and Alan stares at me.
We both shuffle towards the middle of the sofa, closer to each other. Alan is leaning towards me, and i'm leaning in too, my heart in my throat. After a second hesitation, to check he's also willing, we touch our lips together. Alans lips are soft, but rough, warm and slightly minty tasting. I can feel him breathing heavily as we deepen the kiss, I slide my tongue across his, my mind dazed with happiness. After several long minutes, Alan pulls away.
''What am I gonna tell my Mom?'' His brow furrows, as he licks his lips.
''You don't have to tell her anything until you're sure.'' I suggest positively, and Alan agrees gratefully.
''Thanks Aust.'' He mutters.
''No problem, ginger princess.'' I smirk, and hug him tightly. It's a proper hug, none of that manly back-slapping hand-shaky business. Somehow, we end up kissing again. One of Alans hands rests on my jaw, the other knotted with my own, our fingers twisted. My free hand is on Alans neck. I can't help but think how perfect this is.

Notes

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