AN: We've all been here.
Autocorrect
By: anybodihearme
Originally Uploaded: Sunday, February 5, 2017
Eddward sat down on his bed with his thin hands covering his mouth as a bright blush spread across his face, almost consuming him and threatening to overheat him. His legs were tucked neatly underneath him as he trembled like a leaf in the wind with soft gasps of disbelief escaping his lips every so often. His hair was disbelieved due to him constantly pushing it back out of his face as if that would stop him from seeing what was causing him so much anguish.
Not too long ago, Eddward acquired his own cell phone, only due to the basis that he needed a reliable way to communicate with his distant parents, friends, and god forbid, an unplanned emergency; however, the situation he was currently in didn't fall in any of those categories. He had no one to turn to and ask what he should do because no one knew his secret. A secret so private that it could possibly end his friendship with the only two people he actually considered family, rather than simple friends, or acquaintances; bring shame upon his conservative family in an incomprehensible degree; and maybe, just maybe, be a cruel misunderstanding that his years of fine education and social seclusion couldn't begin to decode and simply understand.A secret that he didn't even like keeping; however, can it truly even be a secret when he is not the only who knows?
A secret that he didn't even like keeping; however, can it truly even be a secret when he is not the only who knows?
A slim black phone lay face up on his bed, opened to a text message feed between him and a certain redhead that goes by the name Kevin Barr. A feed that is filled with jokes and annoyances with the occasion flirtatious emoticons and silent confession. A feed that was so secret that it was password protected because if anyone found out, it would be the end of the raven haired man and utter joke of the typical jock. A feed that was taboo in its own sense and existence because it went against the typical laws of society that every teenager lived by.
A feed of a relationship that has grown from a bully to tutor to an acquaintance to a friend to boyfriend and finally to a lover.
A feed of simple adoration and appreciation.
A feed of love and acceptance.
A feed of tranquility and honesty.
A feed of truth and acceptance.
Eddward held his hands over his mouth because he couldn't help the ridiculous sounds that escaped his mouth. No matter how many times he closed his eyes or tapped the phone, the words that he actually typed would never disappear and the silent anticipation of the redhead's response was too much to bear, slowly killing him.
I love you, Barr.
Eddward meant to type "like" but as some cosmic joke, the phone autocorrected his "like" and instead sent "love;" however, was there even a difference in his feelings for the jock? Deep down inside, Eddward knew that he has grown past the simple "liking" stage of the redhead and to a more serious stage of "love."
The world loved to torture him.
It wasn't until the phone pinged that his heart really jumped out of his chest and his breath catch in his throat. With a shaky hand, Eddward picked up the phone and glared at the redhead's response, praying that he didn't ultimately end their relationship because it was something he simply couldn't bear.
I love you too, Eddward.
Eddward screamed and dropped the phone.
I'm coming over. Meet me at the front door. I want to show you how much I love you.