A story about love, acceptance and tolerance. It's my first slash so please be nice! It will be a short story (around 6 chapters) and each chapters will be short as well. I will update it often :)
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CHAPTER 1
Jaz and I had been inseparable since first grade. Now, we were both Seniors. We had the same classes. We played in the same baseball team and we hung out with the same crowd.
We liked the same things, had the same type of humor, and just understood each other without having to say anything.
It was like I could read his mind and he could sense my mood. We just got each other.
We were best friends… until that happened.
I still couldn't believe it had actually happened. I was repulsed, heated and completely confused. How did we get from playing play station to that.
And why couldn't I stop thinking about it.
I closed my eyes and pulled a pillow over my face, hoping to push these thoughts away. It was all in vain. I couldn't stop remembering about the surging feeling, about the warmth and roughness, about the sounds that had come out of his mouth.
I groaned in frustration and threw the pillow across the room.
I was angry at Jasper for what he'd done. He'd ruined our friendship. He'd crossed the line and didn't even apologize for it.
But then, I hadn't complained much until after we did what we did.
I pulled furiously into my already disheveled hair. I hated the fact that I hadn't pushed him away. I hated that I did to him what he did to me. I hated that I'd actually taken pleasure in it.
I was disgusting.
A soft knock on my door startled me.
"Edward," mom called in a soft voice. " Jasper is here to see you."
My guts twisted and my heart exploded. With fear. With shame. With desire.
I couldn't face him.
"I don't wanna see him!" I stated stubbornly.
Mom opened the door and came in, looking at me with worry.
"Eddie, whatever you two are fighting about, you need to talk about it. He's your best friend."
I shook my head. "I don't want to see him."