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CHAPTER 2: FARKLE MEETS LOVE
Farkle looked at all his friends. Then he tilted his head and looked at the ground, his face turning red.
"Farkle, just tell us," Riley said.
"Lucas," Farkle muttered.
"Yes?" Lucas replied. Farkle sighed.
"It's you. I'm in love with you," Farkle said, trying to bring some confidence in his voice but failing miserably.
"What? Oh, ehm… Boy-bay window, Boy-bay window right now," Lucas said, wanting to make this a little less awkward for Farkle by taking the conversation somewhere more private.
"Is there a boy-bay window?" Riley questioned.
"I don't know, we'll find one," Lucas said confidently.
Lucas stood up and Farkle followed his example. Farkle followed his best friend, still looking at the ground, as he was too embarrassed to look anyone in the eye. He followed Lucas, not even looking where they were going, having only one thought in his mind: 'what does Lucas think of me now?' Lucas opened a door, and that marked the first time Farkle lifted his head. He didn't recognize the place, but he figured Lucas did, and he trusted Lucas, so he went in after Lucas. They crossed a living room and went over to another room, this one filled with objects that had some relation to Texas.
"Please don't tell Maya," Lucas said as he sat down on his bed, somewhat fearful that she would make fun of it if she found out.
"I won't," Farkle promised quickly.
"This isn't exactly a bay window, but at least it's a safe, private place to talk. This could be our boy-bay window, if you want," Lucas remarked with a slight smile on his face.
"What do you mean? You're okay with…" Farkle began but he was interrupted by Lucas.
"With you being in love with me? Yeah, I am. Farkle, look, I don't care if you're… what are you actually?" Lucas questioned.
"I love you, but I also love Riley and Maya, but I mostly love you, I think I'm bisexual," Farkle explained.
"Alright, look, I don't care if you're bisexual, or gay for that matter, you're Farkle, you're you, and I'm glad that you've come so far to realize this about yourself. I would never leave your side, you know that," Lucas said. Farkle now dared to look at Lucas, seeing Lucas in his bedroom, his natural habitat, made Farkle so much more in love as he could now see who Lucas really was. He snapped out of his thoughts to ask Lucas another question.
"But you don't mind…?" Farkle asked somewhat hesitant.
"Mind what? That you're in love with me? I don't. I'm flattered, actually. I already got the two girls thirsting over me, so I've grown used to it," Lucas said, laughing.
Farkle couldn't help himself any longer. He sat down next to Lucas on the bed and leaned in. Farkle placed his lips on Lucas' as if they'd been boyfriends for years, but it sure did not feel that way. Farkle felt the sparks in his mind, his stomach filled with butterflies and his lips against Lucas'. He wanted this moment to last forever. He sank deeper into the kiss, and his heart skipped a beat when he found Lucas doing the same. Farkle slightly opened his mouth and licked Lucas' lips. And that's when Lucas pulled back.
"Wow…" Lucas began.
"I'm sorry," Farkle said, panicking slightly, not knowing what Lucas would think of him now. He stood up and ran out of the door. Lucas was faster, though and reached Farkle before Farkle could open the front door to walk out. He grabbed Farkle by his arm and turned him around to face him.
"Farkle, don't be sorry, I actually kind of liked it," Lucas admitted.
"You did?" Farkle asked insecurely.
"I did, please come sit on the bed again, we need to talk about this," Lucas said, leading Farkle back to the bedroom. The two sat down again and Farkle waited for Lucas to begin talking, himself being too ashamed to say anything.
"I have to say, you're a better kisser than Riley is," Lucas joked.
"Please, don't say that," Farkle said.
"Why not?" Lucas asked.
"It feels like you are making fun of me," Farkle answered.
"I'm not, I'm just expressing my opinion. Farkle, you are a good kisser," Lucas said, this time sounding serious.
"Thank you," Farkle said, somewhat shy.
"So you like me?" Lucas asked, starting the part of the conversation Farkle dreaded the most.
"I more than like you, I love you," Farkle said.
"Okay so you love me, how long have you known that?" Lucas questioned.
"I don't know. I think I started teasing you because of it…" Farkle said.
"Teasing me?" Lucas asked.
"Calling you freakface and stuff…" Farkle answered.
"I thought you just did that because you were jealous… I didn't know that it were hints…" Lucas said.
"You thought I was jealous? Of what?" Farkle asked.
"That I am better-looking than you are, or so I'm told," Lucas answered. Farkle's heart sank in his chest. Hearing those words from Lucas hurt him. He got the feeling like Lucas didn't like him, which was predictable, but at the same time disappointing.
"Oh," Farkle said.
"What oh?" Lucas asked.
"That you don't find me good-looking," Farkle hesitantly answered.
"Oh Farkle, don't be so insecure, you are good looking," Lucas stated while kissing the top of Farkle's head.
"What was that?" Farkle questioned.
"This?" Lucas asked as he kissed Farkle's head again.
"Yes that, why do you do that?" Farkle asked, feeling mocked.
"Because I love you, Farkle," Lucas said, looking at Farkle hesitantly, but Farkle didn't look back.
"Please, Lucas, don't make fun of me," Farkle said.
"I'm not!" Lucas replied, anxious to hurt his best friend.
"Oh please, you're as straight as they come," Farkle stated, feeling empty.
"What makes you think that?" Lucas asked.
"Well, the way you are with Riley and Maya, you're so obviously flirting with them," Farkle said, almost snapping.
"Farkle, I'm not into either of them, I just… I'm gay Farkle. I don't like Riley and Maya the way I like you. Please believe me, because I love you just as much as you love me," Lucas said, hoping that this time, he had convinced Farkle. It took some time for Farkle to process that new information, but when the message had finally fully reached Farkle's mind, it took no time for Farkle to embrace Lucas in such a speed that Lucas was pushed backwards into the bed with Farkle on top of him.
"You believe me now?" Lucas smiled.
"I do," Farkle answered, kissing Lucas on his lips again. It was a deep kiss. Neither boy opened his mouth this time, but they didn't need to. They felt closer to each other than they had ever felt before. When they finally broke the kiss, there was only one think Lucas could say.
"God, I hope you'll have the same answer when I propose to you someday."
Author's note: I hope you've enjoyed this second chapter! Please let me know any flaws in characterization or anything else! Also if you like it, let me know! I love to hear from my readers :)
