A couple of days have passed, and I've been feeling better than ever. I'm walking to my maths lesson, and when I walk in, a bounch of girls attack me. Okay, they don't really attack me, they just... Jumped at me and clinged to me. What the hell? "How is it to date someone with a flat chest when you're used to boobies?" A small blonde girl asks. "What?" I say, feeling stupid. "Does he cry because it hurts? I've heard guys are much tighter and fragile." "Do you refer to his nipples as boobs in your head?" "Is it easier to please him because you know just what to do with his you-know-what to make it feel good?" The questions goes on and on, and I only become more and more confused.
I groan, and drag my arms out of their grips. "Who says I've done any of those things, and where the fuck does all those questions come from? Also, what makes you think that it's any of your damn business anyway!" I shout at them, probably sounding a little bit too angry. Some of the girls looks ashamed, while others pretend they're about to start cry. "But Darren! You have to give us juicy details! We're your fangirls!" What. The. Hell. "Why me? Why not Nathan, he came out several months before me." "Because you're popular with the girls, you have no reason to be gay. We'll have to ask you the same question, actually, why not Nathan? We didn't even know that Liam kid liked dick... We didn't even properly know his gender!" Oh god, I'm about to get really pissed now. All I want to do is slap that girl and leave, seriously. I look down at the blonde little monster. "I don't want a fucking fan-club, I do not wish to be popular with the girls and even if I am that doesn't make me have to be straight. I didn't want to date Nathan because I didn't, and I don't, feel that way about him, I feel that way about Liam. And the gender thing is just rude, stop that now, please. Liam is a boy, and even if he defined himself as a girl that wouldn't change a shit so go away."
The girl actually looks hurt this time, but she is the last one standing after the other girls has withdrawn. "Sorry." she mutters. "I'm just trying to get over the fact that I never stood a chance after all." What? Oh god, she's one of the people who was interested in me. I feel kind of bad since I don't even know her name. I sigh. "I won't apologize, because this is who I am, but I am sorry that you were that shocked and all. Just please don't do it, it doesn't really help either of us." She nods, and blushes ashamed. That's when the teacher decides to appear, and the lesson starts....
I smile the instant I see him. He's on the other side of the park, just came from his history lesson in the other end of the school. He spots me, and smiles back. It's as if the world is in slow motion, and then we're finally with each other. I embrace him, and peck his lips. "Darren Homo!" Pissed, I turn around to face Scott. He's standing five metres away, but still yelling, intending to get people's attention. He succeeds. "Scott." I say with a cold expression. He grins. "Did your father call you yet?" Oh, this. I grin. "No, he decided to come here to talk with me in person in stead." Scott grins. "Oh? Were you in trouble? What for, Darren?" I grin wider. "I was in deep trouble, Scott. I was in trouble for not coming out to my father. I guess he was disappointed because I didn't tell him how happy I was." Scott's grin fades. "He didn't shout at you?" "Nope." "Didn't tell you you were no son of his?" I laugh "He was proud, Scott. Proud because I dare to love whoever I love. So thanks a lot. You spared me from a lot of worries." I smile brightly down at Liam, who shines back at me, and we leave a shocked, disappointed Scott behind, people applauding.
After the lessons finished, Darren and ate dinner and returned to our room. I look at him where he lies on the bed, in all his perfection. I trace a finger over his cheek, and he smiles. I lay even closer to him, and I kiss him softly. He drags me on top of him, and I put my arms around him. At first, the kisses are short and sweet. Then he slips his tongue inside my mouth, and I suck at it. Then the fight starts. The fight for dominance. Our tongues struggles and battles, neither of us wanting to give in. I start breathing faster, and I think I'm turned on. Wow... it feels kind of good.
Darren flips us over, straddling me. He leans down to kiss me again, and our fight starts again. I wrap my legs around him, my arms around his body too, to get a better hold of him. His hands goes under my shirt, rubbing my stomach a little. It feels good, and I want him to touch me more, so I take his hand. He tries to pull it away, probably thinking I meant it was too much, But I lead his hand further up, to my chest. I've been really strict about my chest, pretty much like a girl actually, but it's only because I know my nipples are sensitive. I lead his fingers to my left nipple, and then I let go of his hand. I strokes over it a little, seeming uncertain, but then he starts rubbing it more and pinching it a little. I moan a litte, and we break the kiss, gasping for air. "I give in." I pant. He grins, then kisses me again. I hold him close, but he breaks the kiss, smiling though.