AUTHORS NOTE: I'm writing this like 5 minutes before going to a friends so HOPEFULLY this isn't late.
[Its super late.]
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Mitch's POV
I sat on the bleachers whilst writing in my journal. I wrote about so many things in this journal. However, the way I wrote made it seem like I distanced myself from the writings, which was honestly true. All the problems I wrote about were mine. I wrote about my trust being broken. I wrote about my father. Constant statements of why being put into every page about the man I missed so dearly.
There were only a few pass in which I wrote in first person. I only wrote about myself occasionally or when it would make the point I was trying to bring across that much better. My journal consisted of poems and stories. Poems were usually written about my problems and the stories were usually just random ideas I had come up with. There were so many ideas and there were so many stories. Some stories I gave their very own notebook because of their length.
I was writing a new poem. It was one of those days.
Soon I looked up to see some members of the football team come onto the field to practice. I wouldn't have cared if they were any other football players, but no. The three were Jerome, Rob, and Lachlan. Any other players would have been just fine! Jerome was my crush. He was so gorgeous and every girl wanted him. Lucky for me, he was 100% gay and turned down every girl that even thought of liking him in a romantic way.
Rob was my friend Preston's crush. He was shorter than Jerome and Lachlan and had dark brown hair. Rob usually had a light beard, that I assumed he was too busy to get rid of. Preston was obsessed with him and the two were currently working together on a project. So, everyday after school Vik and I would get hear Preston talk about what they did and how gorgeous Rob truly was.
Lachlan was taller than both Rob and Jerome, despite being younger than them. He was pretty smart seeing as he was in Vik's classes and Vik was basically a genius. Lachlan had bright blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. Vik was madly infatuated with Lachlan and I would say Lachlan is the same. Lachlan always talks to Vik. Sometimes the two will hang out and we won't see Vik all day. I'd still they are in love with one another and they are by far the cutest couple out of us. Well. None of us are a couple to my knowledge.
Jerome stood in front of me. "Mitch?" He dragged me away from my thoughts.
"Huh? Oh sorry. What's up?" I reply trying not to think too much into my replies.
"I saw you up here and thought I'd come at hello. Well...there was also something I wanted to tell you but that can wait." He smiled. He hasn't looked me in the eyes since we started talking. I was confused. The usually confident and cocky Jerome seemed shy and nervous.
"What did you wanna tell me, Jerome?" I also him, smiling shyly.
"It'd be better if I just showed you."
"Then by all means, go ahead." I knew how this would normally go. In any story I would get kissed and then we would live "happily ever after," but that's not how real life works.
Jerome proved me wrong though. He put his lips on mine and kissed me. It didn't take long before I kissed him back. We finally pulled away after what felt like a lifetime. God I love him.
"Wow Mitch. First of all, my god you are good at that" I blushed and he continued. "Now let me explain myself." His confidence seemed to come back while kissing me."I have really liked you for some time now. Rob likes Preston. Lachlan and Vik are dating as of two months ago. They are all so happy. I had to do something about my feelings whether you had the same feelings or not. So, I kissed you. I love you so much. And yes before you ask, I had to do the cliché "happily ever after" kiss because I know you love writing stories. I thought it was appropriate." Jerome gave me a large smile that only he could pull off.
"Thank you Jerome. I love you too. Now, since Lachlan and Vik are dating, and we have acknowledged each other's feelings, what are we going to I do about Preston and Rob? Because Preston is madly in love with him." I asked Jerome, giving him a smile.
"Let's deal with them later. Right now I want to cuddle with you and watch Netflix. That okay?" Jerome gave me his hand as we both stood up. I took his hand and nodded "That would be imperfect." I smiled while he looked confused. "Imperfect?"
"Well I strive for imperfection. Perfect is just boring. I mean if everything is perfect, there is nothing to strive for or work for or fix. I mean if everything is perfect there is nothing left to do. You would just have sit in your perfection doing the same thing over and over again in order to keep that perfection. However imperfection leaves room to expand on. It leaves space for stories and memories and new experiences. I strive for imperfection so that my life is never the same day repeated over and over again. I leave room to expand on memories and of different things."
We had already gotten to Jerome's house wen I finished explaining. "That's why I love you." He smiled at me and then gave me a kiss. "Let's go cuddle and watch Netflix in that imperfection."
"I think that can be arranged."
Eventually Rob and Preston got together. But first Jerome and I had to cuddle. Lots of cuddles. And Netflix. Lots of Netflix.
