Chapter 21

Gordie

I stood up as Evie's aunt walked through the door. I was kind of nervous about meeting her, considering all the stories i'd heard. She was tall, with dark hair like Evie, but she had blue eyes, not brown. She did have the pale skin and freckles, just not as many as Evie did. She was a very pretty woman, but something about her face made her look mean.

She looked right at me as she closed the door. I was, well, terrified. I thought she would do something to me, or yell at me or something like that. I sat back down, not wanting to draw attention to myself. She looked upset about something, but I couldn't tell what it was.

"Evie, who are these boys?" she sounded exhausted.

"This is Gordie, and Chris. Gordie's uncle is in the hospital and they need a place to stay, so I said they could stay here. That's okay, right?"

"For how long? We only have one guest bedroom."

"Just until his uncle is better, and they could use the air mattress, too. I think there's one in the closet."

"Whatever, just let me know when they leave." She walked up the stairs, and closed a door harder than she probably should have.

Evie turned to us. "We don't have an air mattress." she started laughing and sat down in between us. We continued to watch tv for several hours after that. It seemed like only a few minutes, but when I looked out the window, it was already dark outside. I looked at the clock, it was already 10:00.

"Hey, it's already 10:00, we should probably get to bed soon guys," I said, getting up from the couch. They followed me upstairs, and went into their room. I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling for a few minutes. I turned on my side, and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, I knocked on their door to get them up. When they didn't say anything, I went into their room. They were still sleeping, cuddled closely next to each other. It was sweet to see them like that, but we would be late for school if I let them stay in bed. I turned on the light and shook them awake.

"Hey guys, get up, we've got to go to school today," I shouted at them.

"Is there a nicer way to wake up in the morning?" Chris asked himself sarcastically. When he sat up, the blanket fell off of him, revealing his muscular stomach. I know this is weird, but I wanted to just pet his abs all day instead of going to school. I quickly left the room after that, and started to get ready. Why did I have to like him so much?

We got to school on time, but barely. They wouldn't shut up all morning. They were in the stage where they were more comfortable being a couple now, and all they would do was talk, and kiss, and cuddle on the couch all day. It got to the point where it was annoying instead of cute. That day was pretty normal, until that night. Chris was in detention, and Gordie started to talk. A lot. He was going on about how he was going to do something really important for his and Chris' anniversary. We planned a really nice, romantic dinner with candles and all that shit. We had all of Chris' favorite movies in order next to the tv, and snacks for watching the movies. I wasn't going to do that stuff, I was going to listen to music in my bedroom and do homework. I can't decide who's night was better. There was another thing that he had planned, but I haven't gotten to that part yet.

Chris got home about half an hour later, and looked pretty annoyed. I went into my room where I had snacks, books, and water stashed so I didn't interrupt their dinner. I started on my homework for every class that I had, while they were in the dining room.

Gordie

I sat Chris down at the table when he walked in. He looked like he had a crappy day, so I hoped this would cheer him up a bit. We ate his favorite food that night- PB and J (Which I think is a little immature for someone his age, but I love him, so i'm going to eat it if he wants to have it). We talked a lot about school, but I was kind of tired of hearing about school all the time.

"Happy anniversary, Chris. Do you like it?" I was trying to change the subject.

"I love it, Gordie. Thank you so much for this." he smiled at me. I wish I could stare at it forever, but we had other, more important things to do that night. We talked about Castle Rock, and New York, and college and the future. To be completely honest, I was terrified about the future. I didn't like to think about it because it scared me so much.

After dinner, we cleaned up the dining room, and started watching the movies. The first one was called "12 Angry Men," which was a movie that I loved as well, so it worked out pretty well. Usually, Chrs liked to talk through the movies, but this time he was silent. I couldn't pay much attention to the movie however, I just kept staring at his face the whole time. He was a very handsome man. That was the first thing most people noticed about him in New York. I really wanted to kiss him just then, but he seemed really invested in the movie. I ignored my instinct to watch the movie, and I turned his face with my hand and kissed him.

"Chris," I started. I was interrupted before I could finish. He started kissing me again, for longer this time.

"What," he looked into my eyes, and I looked at his. They were sparkling. Not from tears, or anything, sometimes they just started sparkling when he was happy.

"I love you, you know that?" It was a stupid question to ask.

"Yeah, of course I know that, Gordie. I love you too." he started smiling.

"And you're way smarter than people give you credit for. You are brilliant, and you're nice, and funny, and sweet, and you're incredibly hot-"

He started laughing at the comment. He couldn't help it. I began laughing too after a bit.

"And you are absolutely amazing, Chris. There is no one else I would rather be with right now. I love you so much, Chris. I know I say it all the time, but it isn't enough for me to just tell you that I love you. I want to be with you forever and ever. You're my best friend, Chris. So," I hesitated at this part. I was extremely nervous. It was dark, so he couldn't tell, but I was blushing so much I probably looked like a tomato or something. "Chris, do you want to marry me? Not like this year or anything, but like, after college or something. We don't have to if you don't want to, it was just an idea, but if you want to, that's cool too-" He kissed me again. He was grinning, now, not just smiling.

"Of course, you idiot, what did you think I was going to say? Of course i'll marry you. I love you too. But, you do know that gay marriage isn't legal here? Or pretty much anywhere for that matter. That might be a problem."

"Well, we'll just have to wait until it's legalized then. We will pretend that we're married, and if it's never official, it will still be pretty much the same thing, right? We will get married in our minds instead then. It sounds kind of stupid, but that's like the only thing that we can do, so we should do it, right?"

"Yeah, absolutely. I love you, Gordie."

"I love you too, Chris."