“I’m going to have a heart attack,” I moaned.
“You’ll be okay,” Shaw assured.
My eyes shot to the clock and I groaned. The bell to end school would ring in two minutes, and then I was going to Maxx Falcone’s house. Maxx Falcone. The boy I had been crushing on for years.
I should be excited but I was so nervous that I felt sick to my stomach. I didn’t even know if Maxx was gay! He was flirting with me and I didn’t even know his sexual orientation. And I felt way too awkward to ask him.
What if Maxx was straight and he had just invited me over to make fun of me because he knew that I liked him? Oh god. I would definitely die of embarrassment if that was the case.
Maxx didn’t seem like that mean of a guy, but you just never know. He could’ve been putting on an act the whole time so that I wouldn’t know or even suspect anything.
What if he had gotten Chandler in on it too? What if I went there and they just made fun of me or beat me up or something?
No, no, no. I had to stop thinking like that. He would’ve just let Joey and Glen beat me up if he were a homophobe. I would go to his house, and everything would be fine.
Still, I couldn’t shake off my nervousness. What if I made a complete fool of myself while I was at his house? In front of him and Chandler, I would just die.
“Mark!”
“What?!” I cried in surprise.
Shaw was gripping my shoulders, his face close to mine as he shook me. He released me, leaned back, and raised an eyebrow. He pointed at the clock, trying not to laugh.
“School’s over. Time for you to go lose your virginity to Maxx Falcone,” he said with a wink.
I blushed and stood up, slinging my bag over my shoulder and leaving the classroom with Shaw. “Chandler will be there too,” I mumbled.
“Whoa? Threesome? Mark, you get in there!” Shaw said, laughing as I blushed harder.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” I cried miserably, punching him in the shoulder and keeping an eye out for Maxx or Chandler.
We went to my locker and I did my combination and opened it. I exchanged my books and mentally sighed before shutting it.
Had Maxx and Chandler forgotten about me? Half me wished they had and the other half wished that they would call out my name right now. I was just so nervous!
Either way, I shut my locker and spun around to walk Shaw to his. We began to walk down the hall towards his locker together.
“Mark!”
Shaw grabbed my arm so that I wouldn’t go running away in nervous terror. We both turned to face a grinning Maxx as he walked towards us, Chandler smirking behind him.
“Sorry Mark; I hate to go to my locker. You ready to go?” he asked when he got over to me. I nodded and Shaw released me.
He winked at me and gave me a slight shove at Maxx. “Have fun Mark!” he said before turning and hurrying away from us. Traitor!
I followed Maxx and Chandler out the back door of the school. “You don’t ride a bus?” I asked curiously, trying to fight off my nervousness.
Maxx snickered and shook his head, nodding at the student parking lot down the hill. “Nope. I drive myself to school,” he explained as we began to walk down the hill.
We entered the parking lot and I followed Maxx and Chandler over to a car. We tossed our bags in the trunk and I slid in the backseat as Maxx and Chandler got in the front seats.
Maxx turned on the music to Slick Ross and pulled out of the parking lot. He glanced at me as he waited in the line of cars.
“Hope you don’t mind some speed Mark,” he said with a wink. I shook my head and he grinned widely. “Good!”
He pulled onto the main road and we were instantly going about 70 mph. And I was pretty sure this was only a 50 zone…
Well, it got us to Maxx’s house faster. Maxx sped the whole way there, passing at least 2 stop signs and running about 3 red lights, him and Chandler casually singing along with the music coming out of his speakers.
He pulled into a driveway and pulled the keys out of the ignition, looking back at me and laughing. “Enjoy the ride?” he asked and I smiled nervously and nodded. No. No I had not. We had definitely just broken some laws. Wonderful.
We all got out of the car and Maxx handed me my bag after he popped the trunk. He shut the trunk and led me to the garage of the house.
We went in the garage and he unlocked a door in there, leading us into a small house. We took our shoes off and I followed Maxx into the kitchen.
“Are you guys hungry?” Maxx asked and Chandler and I shrugged and nodded. Maxx grabbed some soda and chips and nodded at Chandler.
Chandler grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a door leading into what I assumed to be Maxx’s basement. “Come on. Maxx has to let his dog out. You don’t want to be up here when that monster comes out,” he said and pulled me into the basement, flicking the lights on and shutting the door.
We went down the stairs and I looked around at the large room we were now standing in. “His dog is mean?” I asked and Chandler nodded.
“Yep. That thing is a killer. He has two dogs technically, but the mean one, Kojak, is really his. The other one is just kind of the family pet. They keep it caged up down here so that Kojak doesn’t kill it,” he said and snickered.
He led me to a small room where a little white dog was sitting in a cage, his tail wagging eagerly. Chandler opened the cage and pulled the dog out, petting it.
“Mark, this is Benji,” he said and I pet the dog. It barked and licked my hand, scrambling to get out of Chandler’s arms. Chandler set him down and he ran off, barking and chasing his tail excitedly.
A few minutes later, Maxx came down and grinned at us. “Hey guys. Sorry about that. Hi Benji.” He knelt down and pet the hyper puppy. Benji barked and licked his face.
“Ah gross!” he whined and shoved the dog off of himself, wiping at his arm with his sleeve to wipe off the slobber.
I giggled and he sighed and rolled his eyes, shooting me a small smile. He came over and sat next to me on the couch, setting the drinks and chips down.
“So Mark, you and Shaw. Are you a, ya know, a thing?” he asked with a wink.
I made a gagging nose and shook my head wildly. “God no!” I cried. “He’s just my best friend. I’d kill myself before I dated Shaw.” I shook my head again, trying to get rid of the image of me and Shaw as a…a…a couple. Talk about a nightmare.
Maxx laughed and shrugged. “Just asking. Is he even gay?” he asked curiously. I nodded, shook my head, and nodded again.
“Uh…no…well…I mean, kind of. He’s bisexual, but he’d rather be with girls. He’d date guys, but he prefers girls,” I explained and Maxx nodded in understanding. “Are you gay?” I asked and nearly punched myself. Oh shit. I can’t believe I just asked him that. Oh shit titty fuck!
Amusement entered Maxx’s eyes as he watched me. “Yea, I’m gay. I’ve kissed a few girls but that was before I came out.” He shrugged, unconcerned.
My heart nearly stopped. He was gay. Maxx Falcone, my crush, this sexy thing sitting next to me, was actually gay! And he’d been…hell, he’d been flirting with me!
He leaned back and nodded to himself. “I’m gay. That’s why I hate seeing those stupid assholes pick on you like that. It’s not right. People need to learn to accept others despite their sexual preferences.”
I eagerly nodded in agreement. Chandler playfully hit Maxx in the arm and grinned at him. “Yea, my fag of a best friend,” he said jokingly.
“Chandler shut up,” Maxx said, rolling his eyes.
“I’m bisexual,” Chandler explained with a wink. “And you’re pretty cute Mark.”
Maxx hit him in the chest and rolled his eyes again. “Back off Chandler,” he said sarcastically. Chandler pouted and stuck his tongue out at Maxx.
Benji whined and pawed at Maxx’s feet. Maxx sighed in annoyance and pet the dog. Maxx looked at Chandler and Chandler sighed and stood up.
“Come on Benji. I’ll put you out even though I’m not even your fucking owner,” he grumbled, scooping the dog up and carrying him upstairs.
Maxx grinned at me once Chandler was gone and I forced myself not to blush. Maxx scooted closer to me.
“So, Mark, you got a boyfriend?” he asked. I shook my head and looked at my hands, folded nervously in my lap.
“You’re so adorable,” he whispered, tipping my chin so that I was looking into his incredible eyes. He looked deeply into my eyes.
“Would it creep you out if I said I think I like you?” he breathed. I shook my head slowly and blushes. “No,” I whispered.
“Good. Because I do like you. Much more than I should so soon,” he said and leaned in, pressing his lips to mine gently.