Jordan x Dominic
It's a strange relationship I have with him. If I can even call it a relationship. He knows I like him, and I know he likes me. And we both know for a fact, that we don't like eachother just as friends. As he's making his way to the 800's hall in the morning, I wave to him.
"Dominic!" I call out.
He turns his head towards me. His eyes suddenly light up, a smile begins to start at the corners of his mouth. He starts making his way towards me. He's handsome, what can I say? He had a nice physique due to him playing soccer, had a soft side because he was religious, but he had that bad boy attitude, just like me I suppose. Once he was in front of me, I put my arm around him and we started walking together.
He was talking, but I wasn't listening. I was too busy lost in his dark brown eyes and looking at the movement of his soft pink lips as words spilled out of his mouth. I contemplate everyday whether I should be the first one to say that I like him, it's almost as if I feel like he's thinking the same exact thing.
It's this wall between us, that one of us are too scared to finally reach the top of and jump over it. From what I know, there hasn't been a gay couple in our school not for boys at least. Perhaps judgement from other people is holding me back, but we could keep it a secret. I just need to get rid of this burning feeling inside of me. I love him so much, I want him to know. I want to have him be mine, sometimes I do question if he even feels the same way. But I tell myself if he didn't, he wouldn't let me be so affectionate.
"Jordan, are you listening?" I snapped back to reality.
"Huh?" I blankly replied.
"I asked if you were coming to my soccer game on Saturday." Dominic chuckled, taking my hand intertwining it with his.
"Oh, oh yeah!" I sheepishly smiled, I could feel my cheeks turning red.
"Alright well I'll tell you about the rest in Spanish." He released his hand from mine.
As he was walking away, his shoulder brushed against mine which made me get all tingly for some odd reason. His touch makes my stomach knot and a whole bunch of butterflies flutter around. I was
anxious for advisory to end, so I could finally go to first period which was Spanish. Suddenly, I felt a sharp tap on my shoulder.
"Yeah?" I asked, realizing it was Noble.
"Hey Jordan."
"Oh, what's up?"
As he was fixing his hair he replied, "So what's going on with you and Dominic?"
I rolled my eyes, "What do you mean?"
"The question is do you know what I mean?" He mocked, batting his eyelashes.
"Oh come on what is this about?" I laughed nervously.
"You know, you and Dominic. You two both like each other, and you know it. I know you like him, I see the way you look at him."
"Noble you should really stop talking abou-"
"No, let me explain. I know you're gonna be like oh this is just bromance, but it's not. You should just tell him you like him. For the love of god, ask him out! Who cares what other people will think? I can see you're dying everytime you're with him to just spit it out."
I felt like I was punched right in the stomach, my heart sank down. I could feel my cheeks getting red again, my hands started to get sweaty. Noble's words kept spinning around in my head and moments of Dominic and I were replaying in my head over and over.
"So, what's it gonna be homes?" Noble chuckled.
"Maybe. I'm just too scared, I don't know what to do or when to do it. Does he even like me?" I slumped down in my seat, staring up at the ceiling.
"He does like you, trust me. Can't you see it you idiot?"
"I guess..."
"Just tell him."
Before I knew it, the bell rang. I quickly got up and dashed my way towards the door. As I walked out I heard Noble shout,
"Tell him today!"
I looked down on the ground and smiled, thinking of Dominic. As I came into class, he wasn't there. Somedays we walked together to Spanish, other days I was first before him and he'd walk up to my desk before sitting down. It was one of those other days today though. After a minute of waiting, in the corner of my eye I saw him.
"Hey Pedro!"
He shot a glance at me, laughing as he walked over.
"Hey, so about that soccer game of yours?" I asked, holding out my hand.
He rested his on mine and I curled my fingers between the spaces of his.
"Yeah, it's on Saturday at 11:00 AM. You're going right?"
"I wouldn't miss it for anything." I was so lost gazing at him, as if the butterflies had moved up to my brain and took control over me.
"Thanks, I'll talk to you later."
I snapped back to reality as I felt the warmth of his hand disappear. I wondered for the whole period if I should tell him how I felt on that day, to make him even happier after his team won the game. After enduring 3 more periods, it was finally lunch. Dominic was always first before me because he had P.E. As I plopped down beside him, I gave him a smile and he returned one back.
"I uh, you smell good." I told him.
"Thanks?" He replied slightly uncomfortable.
After realizing what I just said, I covered my mouth in embarrassment.
"Hey, you know Angelica right?" He asked me.
"The one in our Spanish? The asian chick who sits in front of you, who always wears her hair in piggy tails?"
"Yeah, she's pretty cute. She's in my advisory too. I got her number today and she's coming to my game." His eyes lit up just like it did in the morning.
"Oh..."
"What kind of response is that?"
I gave a hefty chuckle, "It's nothing, I think you two would be great together. Need help or something?"
"No it's alright for now but thanks."
I didn't talk to him for the rest of the time after that, nor did he talk to me. I just blocked the whole lunch table out, lost in my own thoughts. I wanted to cry but I know I couldn't. I couldn't describe this feeling, it was more than just upset. It was less than depressed, but more than sad. All of a sudden, I found myself alone with Dominic in front of the boys locker room.
"What did you need to talk about? You did look down." He asked me concerned.
"Dominic, for sure I know now you don't feel the same way but I need to get this out. I-I,"
My heart started to pound.
"I like you. No, screw that. I think I love you. And I know you don't feel the same way, but I- I really do. I keep telling myself if you didn't like me, you wouldn't let me be so affectionate towards you. But I really do like you. I know you won't say yes but I just wanted to ask you out. No, not on a date. Well maybe a date but I just wanted to really tell you I like you. And that I want you to be my boyfriend. We
can keep it a secret, I swear. But I just want you to be mine."
I felt like I ran out of breath, I couldn't look at him. I kept staring at the ground, panting my head was starting to hurt.
"I like you too." He mumbled.
"What?" I asked, surprised.
"Yeah, I like you too. Maybe I love you too. And I will be your boyfriend, Angelica was just a little speck to me anyways."
"Wait Dominic, are you serious?"
"You should tell me if I am." Before I could say anything, his soft lips touched mine and his hands were cupping my face. All of the feelings I had inside of me swirled up. This was my chance, I thought. I pulled him into my arms and squeezed him tightly. He was mine now, and I was his.
"You're mine now, and I'm yours." I whispered to him, kissing him on the cheek.
"You're mine now, and I'm yours." He whispered back, giving me a wet peck on the nose.
I guess there's never really a time for love, anyways.
