Sorry for the slight delay on this chapter, school's decided to give me homework out the ass.
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So, without further ado, here's chapter 3! c:
It was strange. I had hardly spent fifteen minutes talking to the guy, and already I got the flutters when I saw his face.
Oh, shit. I had a crush.
No. No it wasn't a crush. I was straight. Straight.
Maybe I wasn't straight though? Maybe I just thought I was my whole life.
No. I'm straight. I'm straight. I AM STRAIGHT.
Cry comes in.
"Hey." he calls, his hair dripping. I can see his well built body through the shirt.
"I'M STRAIGHT!" I yell randomly, and then shove my hands over my mouth.
"Nice to know." Cry laughed.
I try to laugh, too, but I can't. It's like this giant ball of fluff was caught in my throat and I couldn't laugh, no matter how hard I tried.
"You okay, dude? You're lookin' a little pale."
"I'm-I'm fine." I stammer, erasing his face like a madman on my sketch. I hastily replace it with a mask. Two circle eyes without pupils, and a thin line for his mouth.
"What'cha drawin'?" Cry takes a sip of pepsi.
"Oh, not much."
"Whoa, that's really good." he says, observing my sketch. "I really like the mask."
"Th-thanks." Good, he didn't think it was him.
"You sure you're okay?" he asked, concerned. Before I knew it, his hand was pressed up against my forehead.
"I'm fine. I'm jus-"
Bam. His forehead is against mine, his our mouths inches apart. Just one swift move and my lips would be on his-
He removes his head, luckily, before I can act on my thoughts.
"You're not running a fever…" he steps back. "Sorry if that was awkward, my mom's a nurse and I have her motherly-nurse instincts, kind of."
"It's fine." I manage to say without stammering. "I'm just not feeling very well. I'm not used to the Florida heat."
Anyone who'd been in Georgia would have called that out as an obvious lie. It could get hotter than Florida in the summer.
But Cry bought my bluff and nodded sympathetically. "It can get pretty hot around here."
Only cause you make it that hot.
Damnit, brain. That wasn't cool.
Cry walks away, due to my lack of response, and I pull out my phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Marzia? Can we go grab early lunch or something? I've got some stuff on my mind and I need to talk to someone."
"Of course! I'll meet you by the fountain?"
"That works for me. I'll see you in ten."
"Alright. Bye!"
I hang up the phone, and eye Cry. He's sitting on the far end of the couch. He had obviously not heard a word I had said to Marzia.
"I'm heading out, I've got- arrangements." I didn't want to use the word "date".
"Kay." Cry took another sip of his drink. "Have fun."
I ran outside, jogging all the way down to the fountain. Marzia was already there, playing another game on her phone.
"You ready to go?" I asked.
"Yeah!" She said, putting her phone up. "We should go to this really cool diner hangout place a few minutes up the road."
I agreed, and she led the way.
"So, what was it that you wanted to talk about?" she asked.
"Umm, do you think it's…. I don't know, normal for a person to feel… attracted, I guess, to someone of the same sex?"
"Sure!" she sat down in the booth across from me. "I mean, I have some pretty serious girl crushes…"
"So… If I were to say that I might possibly have a thing for Cry-"
"YOU HAVE A THING FOR CRY! EEEEEEEE!" she squealed.
"SHHH!" I hissed. "I don't know if I do or not! It's just- complicated."
"Awww, you two will make an adorable couple!" she cooed.
"Marzia! I'm not even sure I know what I'm feeling. Maybe it's just a guy crush or something."
Marzia moved her hands in front of her face in a calming motion. "Okay, okay. Tell me, when did you start getting these feelings for him."
"Just today, I guess. I was drawing and then all of the sudden, BAM!, Cry's there."
"Like next to you?"
"No, like, on the drawing. And then I start getting butterflies and- dammit, Marzia, I hate myself right now!"
Marzia leaned over and put her hand over mine. "It'll be okay." she said, before removing her hand.
"Heyyy, Marzia!" Someone shouts from across the diner. Over walks this kinda pale, curly-headed guy carrying a fake diamond sword from Minecraft.
"Dudee! Look what I got!" he held out the sword. "I'm, like, the Lord of Diamond Swords!"
"Cool, Toby!" Marzia grinned, before turning back to me. "Toby, this is Felix, Felix, this is Toby."
"Nice to meet, ya, dude." Toby said, shaking my hand.
"You too." I answered.
"Mind if I join you guys?" Marzia and I shake our heads, and Toby sits down next to Marzia, throwing his arm on the back of the booth.
"We'll talk about the thing later." Marzia said, winking discreetly at me.
I guess Toby just took it as an inside joke or something, because he didn't bring up the subject of the thing for the rest of lunch.
After Toby and Marzia and I departed ways, me and the girl took the long route back to campus.
"So… You've got a wittle crush don't you?" she poked me in the side. "Felix has a wittle crush on wittle Cry!" she giggled.
"Shut up!" I laugh, poking her back.
"I'm already planning your wedding… who'll wear the dress? More importantly, who's gonna top-"
"Marzia I would really not like to think about that right now." I say, my eyes widening.
"Come on!" She said, tugging at my arm. "You two are my OTP!"
"OTP?" I asked, confused.
"Ehh, you wouldn't understand." she shrugged.
"So, are you gonna ask him out?" Marzia looked up at me, her tone serious.
"Yeah… Maybe…. After I get to know him a little better."
She grinned. "Maybe you two should start hanging out more… I'm throwing a pre-party at my place Friday… You two could get to know each other there, maybe have a couple smokes, since I know they ease your nerves."
I nodded. "Sounds good."
She stops in front of the fountain, leaning up against it. Clouds cover the once-sunny sky, threatening rain.
"Don't you wanna get in before it starts raining?" I asked.
She shrugged. "I don't really care. I like rain, it makes me feel clean."
I nodded in agreement.
"When I was little, my mom used to tell me rain was like the Earth's shower. It was getting a bath." I said, kicking a rock.
"I used to think that rain was God crying." Marzia laughed.
I laughed a little bit. I spotted a squirrel in a nearby tree. I made my fingers in a gun position and went "PEW! DIE!" loudly.
"Come on, dude, don't scare Pie!" Marzia giggled, watching the squirrel flee from it's spot in the tree.
"You named a squirrel." I said, looking at her weird.
"Yeah." she said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
"You're a strange bird, Marzia."
"At least I'm not going around yelling, 'PEW, DIE, PIE!'" she smirked. "I'm going to call you that from now on. Pewdiepie. It's cute."
I rolled my eyes.
"Alright, how about Pewds for short?"
"It sounds like pubes."
"That's what makes it so fitting." she laughed.
I rolled my eyes again. "I'm going home now. Bye, Marzia."
"Bye, Pewds!" she called, cracking herself up again.
Coming inside the apartment, Cry had fallen asleep on the couch, curled up in a little ball, his mouth opened partly. He was breathing in and out softly, his eyes relaxed behind closed lids.
I smiled at his adorableness (is that even a word?) before quickly wiping away my grin. No. No. No.
Guy crush. That's all it is. Just a little guy crush, nothing more. Lots of guys have them.
I walk to my room, and lay down on the empty bed. The mid-afternoon sunlight filtered in through the blinds, giving the room a slight glow.
I wondered how hard it had been for Cry to come out. He was bi after all. He had told me so. I closed my eyes and decided as soon as I woke up I'd ask him about his coming out story.
But I didn't get the chance to fall asleep before Marzia came running into my room, grabbing my arm and hoisting me up.
"Come on! Come on! COME OOONN!" she shouted into my ear.
"Ouch!" I said, rubbing my ear, giving her a dirty look. "You don't have to yell."
"Sorry, I thought you were sleeping." she shrugged.
I sighed and stood up. "What do you want?"
"I have a plan!"
"What kind of plan?"
"A- a good one!"
I look down at the excited brunette. She was adorable, and if I weren't too conflicted about possibly being in love with a guy, I might've asked her out.
"Just come on!" She pulled me out of my room, past the sleeping Cry in the living room (who was now upside down, his head rested against a pillow laying on the floor) and out into the frigid hallway.
I wasn't sure how to end this chapter xD
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