Attracted to You. (BxB)

Just a Paranoid Little Boy. (1)

You would believe that at an age of 14 I wouldn't be as paranoid as I am.

Well, I am.

It truly bothers me to see how afraid I am of things.

Simple things.

"James!" My mother hollered, "Dinner's ready"

I pulled myself off of my bed and made my way downstairs towards the table.

My mom didn't usually eat dinner with me so I was surprised to see her sitting.

"Spaghetti, your favorite," she said smiling, "I brought extra Parmesan cheese to the table"

I smiled back at her trying not to show the fact that I new something was different.

I sat down sprinkling cheese on my pasta and meat balls.

"What's up, mom?" I asked looking at her facial expressions.

"Well, you know how I was talking to you about that my job might require me to take a business trip?" She said looking at me making sure I could process the news, I nodded. "Well, there's this trip that is about one week that is important that I take it. You don't have to come along, you have winter recess next week, same as my trip so you don't have to worry about school. I'm only moving a town over. I'm staying in the hotel we drove by a few times to visit Nona."

"What if you get hurt?.." I whispered letting my voice float out into a breathy soft sigh.

"I won't" She smiled. When ever she smiled it never failed to make me feel better, even when she faked it she made it feel as if she will be alright soon and so will you.

She got up taking her plate to the sink with me following after her.

"Yeah, it's fine. I knew this happen" I smiled, "Can I still have friends over?"

"Of course, just don't make my house a gay club," she joked. I laughed along with her, I came out to her [as gay] last year, all she did when I told her was laugh and say "You're telling me this now after I've known for ten years?" That really made me feel good.

"But mom," I whined, "all the cute guys will be here" I joked, none of my friends were really my type.

"Oh, I see now. Next time when you're talking in your sleep, make sure no one can hear you mention Brendan's name. I'm guessing he's one of the cute ones ?" she laughed. I blushes because she makes me talk about him all the time. He's my best friend and all. I don't want to ruin that, plus he's 100% straight, no joke. I came out to him already. But he and my mom are the only ones. I looked at my mom who smiled washing the dishes as I dried them and put them away.

"Now we're all shy?" She looks me up and down "Well, your pajamas are a bit too tight.." she whispered. I looked down and blushed, it's a long story but I had a ball in my pants. I turned around and got it out. My mom gave me a weird look.

"Uhm.. Yeah, no." i said putting away the last dish.

It was Friday so i ran to my room an called Brendan, he was my best friend.

The phone ran as my heartbeat increased.

"Hello, James?" His angelic voice asked.

"Yup, are we on for tonight?" I wondered hoping nothing came up.

"Yea, you can come over now, I'll meet you outside." i smiled through the phone as he hung up.

Why do I love him so much ? I over think. He's so perfect, the way he says my name, the way he laughs, jokes, his music, his lips, his hair, his body, him. Everything that made him Brendan. I slipped on my hoodie walking out of the door wearing my Avenged Sevenfold shirt with black tight jeans and white vans. It was windy tonight, the time being 8:15, no sun was found during this time this winter. Making my way towards his house I saw a faint figure. It was just the fog i suppose. I walked closer to his house to see him sitting down on his porch.

"Oh, lovely," I whispered to myself, "Always just as beautiful," I bit my lip as the light exposed only a side of his face. His black hair kept right above his shoulders with side swept bangs. He has an ice cold blue eye and his other eye was concrete grey. He was beautiful, his imperfections made him perfect. He hated the way his eyes were, hr hated the way his lips were. I could look into his eyes all night and tenderly kiss his lips every day. But only in my dreams..

He stood up and ran to me, he was about 5 inches taller than me and I stood only 5feet 5inches high. He hugged me and pulled my arm as he ran making me follow him.

"We're not going out tonight, Chris bailed on us, lets just stay in my room?" of course, i swear Chris has a secret group of friends he hangs out with because he's not at home when he ditches our plans. I don't mind it anyway

"Sure." I managed to say as he pulled me into his room pushing me onto his bed. He went to his closet and pulled out a bag from hot topic handing it to me.

"Happy birthday," he smiled sitting down by me. I was surprised that he even remembered.

I opened the bag and just saw a loose leaf piece of paper, it read: YOU'RE SERIOUSLY ARE LOOKING FOR A PRESENT BEFORE YOU EVEN TURN 15?

I laughed and checked the time, it was 11:30. I looked at Brendan. His face was full of expression. I was confused, I really wanted to kiss him right about now. I looked into his emotion filled eyes, so blue and grey, so pretty.

"Thank you" I smiled.

I pushed him down onto the bed getting on top of him pinning his arms above his head. He struggled but I kept him pinned, I reached towards his pants and unzipped them and pulled out another hot topic baggy. I sat up and laughed.

"How did you know it was there?" he asked shocked.

"Well, you see. I was either making you really hard or there was something there." I laughed.

"Very well." He blushed.