Jumping off my tour bus into the silent streets of Stratford, I breathed a sigh of relief. It was good to be home.
After 5 continuous months of concert after concert and screaming girls, I could finally have that break I really needed not to mention I missed everyone back here.
Dragging my suitcase through the front door and up the flight of stairs, I collapsed onto my bed previously unchanged from when I last was here.
"Justin Honey, I think you should try and get a decent night's rest I'll bring the rest of the stuff in"
After acknowledging the fact my mum had put her head round the door, I merely nodded my head in acceptance before dozing off into a sleep I hadn't had in a while.
'Hey Lil Mama Whatcha Got Poppin, Go on wit that frontin let me know something'
Groaning, I rolled over and grabbed my phone wondering who could be calling me at this time in the morning. Answering the phone I groggily asked what they wanted.
"JB, Its me man, Ryan, you know your best friend for ages … anyway I was just wondering when you're coming back to town"
"I got back last night, but in the future can you leave it until later to call me"
"What do you mean later, its already half 11 plus I'm coming round I haven't seen you in ages" And with that he hung the phone up on me.
I stared at the screen of my phone and realized Ryan was in fact telling the truth, it was 11:30.
Ryan living just a couple of blocks away, gives me an average of 10 minutes to get ready. I quickly grabbed some clothes out my wardrobe and put on some black jeans and a simple white v neck t-shirt.
Bolting down the stairs, I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart to eat.
'Ding Dong.' The door.
"MUM, Its Ryan I'm getting it" I shouted and opened the door to look at a grown up version of the boy I once knew. His ash blond hair was now cut short, leaving the main focus of his face on his eyes, which were a really nice shade of Aqua something I hadn't noticed before. He had grown a lot taller since I had last seen him and by the shirt he was wearing you could make out a somewhat muscular chest.
"Uhhh ... Justin you there?" He asked.
His voice had matured, great another distraction. I simply shook my head and replied in the most decent way I could think off.
"Yeah sorry Ry, I was just thinking"
"You thinking? I don't think so." He said in a tone of surprise. Typical Ryan response.
I smacked him across the back and he replied with a punch to the stomach. After retaliating, and a good punches here and there we had managed to end up on the living room floor in fits of laughter.
"So Ry, I'm thinking how about you stop the night, I mean we haven't seen each other in ages"
"You know you really need to stop thinking" he winked. "And yeah, I'll stop, but I need to go home and get some stuff"
"Alright I'll check with mum and then you can go walk home"
I walked into the kitchen and asked mum if Ryan could stay the night, of course she said yes, Ryan was practically another son to her.
I think she missed having him around whilst I was on the tour, I know I did.
And that's when I realised, I felt something for Ryan, I think I liked him more than the mates we actually were.
Seriously when did life get so complicated?
I knew I would have to tell him sooner or later about my secret, so tonight I'm going to do it. I'm going to tell Ryan I'm gay.
Ryan's P.O.V
I shut the door to Justin's house and walked the distance to my own.
I'm so glad Justin had come back. As much as I love Chaz it definitely wasn't the same without him, he'd been gone for just over a year and boy had he changed.
His overgrown shaggy hair was clean cut so it just feathered his face. His eyes were the same mocha brown but he had gotten the spark back in them, I hadn't seen that since his mum and dad divorced. I think him being as successful as he was, he finally realized both his parents thought the world of him and were so proud of how far he had come.
His voice had gotten deeper and it had a raspy touch to it, I shuddered at the thought of his voice.
Ryan you can't do this to yourself. If you haven't figured out already I'm pretty sure I'm gay. I mean I've had experiences with guys, a couple of make out sessions here and there but I never felt anything too special, until he opened that door this morning.
Cheesy muchly?
But that's how I felt it took me a lot to not just kiss him then. Stop kidding yourself Ryan there are so many reasons why I can't like Justin.
1. He's my best friend.
2. He's a guy
3. He already has millions of girls swooning over him.
Why must life be so complicated? I looked down at my feet and put my head in my hands, I knew I had to tell him my feelings sometime.
I made up my mind. Later back at his house I would tell Justin I'm gay.