Things I Hate About Adrian Vang (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twenty-Five~ Adrian

"To explain," he said softly.

"I don't care-" Adrian began to lie but Ezra cut him off.

"I know I don't deserve for you to hear me out, and I know that you hate me now-"

"I don't hate you," Adrian mumbled and Ezra's very blue eyes fixated on his own for a minute and Ezra's lips twitched up at the corners.

"But Helen did," he said, and Adrian raised his eyebrows, not getting his point. "Helen hated me and I talked to her twice and now she's agreed to lock you in a classroom with me".

"What's your point?"

Ezra eyes flashed mischievously and Adrian wanted to fall to his knees and hug the others legs and confess that he still loved him and missed him. He didn't. "Don't you want to know why?"

Adrian knew that he could very well say no, and that Ezra would leave, and life would move on with them separated, but despite everything that had happened so far, he didn't want that. "Talk".

"I came out to the soccer team," Ezra explained, picking right up where they left off. Adrian stood there, eyeing him head to toe as Ezra walked over to one of the desks and leaned against it, his eyes never leaving Adrian's in the process.

"And?"

"And some of them didn't take it well". Ezra paused, thinking, "that's not true. They all seemed fine with it. The only person who had a problem was Fransis. He got really mad and was yelling at me about how it wasn't me and I wasn't a-" Ezra cut off, looking distraught and Adrian wanted to comfort him, "fag". He spat the word, scowling as he dropped his eyes and Adrian swallowed. "I didn't know what to do, Adri. He was going to get all of them to hate me. My own team. All of my friends". Ezra laughed then. "I broke up with you because I couldn't imagine my life without them, I couldn't live with them hating me, and then I made them do just that".

"The game," Adrian said, trailing off and thinking about the bruises that still lingered on his face now.

"Caleb," Ezra said and Adrian winced at the name, "he's the one who tripped me last year, so I already didn't like him, but then when I found out that he was the one who did that you you... I was livid, but Spencer told me to control myself, and I did, until... well, you saw what happened. He was whispering in my ear about everything he did to you-"

"Everything?" Adrian asked, dropping his eyes. It was quiet between them until Ezra said, his voice just above a whisper:

"Everything". Adrian nodded, still refusing to meet the other's eyes as he continued. "I just lost it. Adrian. I had already begun to realize that I had made a mistake choosing soccer and my team over you. I had always loved the sport like nothing else, and I just figured that that's how it was going to be for me. Most boys loved girls, I loved soccer... but then I met you and I realized that I didn't love soccer, I love you, and I was stupid to throw everything away for a sport that my father made me play-"

Ezra was rambling now, his eyes on his shoes, and Adrian stepped forwards, leaning towards him and pressing his lips against Ezra's soft ones, cutting off the other's words. The older seemed shocked, frozen against Adrian for what felt like a very long time before kissing him back, his hands moving down to his waist and holding him gently.

Adrian pulled back a bit, looking up at Ezra, who was grinning with his eyes closed as if he was having a spectacular dream. "Say it again, please," Adrian asked, and now Ezra's eyes opened and he cupped Adrian's face, looking directly at him as he said, with great confidence:

"I love you". And then they were kissing again, trying to get as much of each other as they could as Adrian held onto Ezra's shirt, holding on for dear life as the other boy ravished his mouth.