Trevor pt. 3

"So, where were you?" My mom and I walk in the mall shopping "When?"


"Really Silas? If you're going to sneak out in the middle of the night don't leave your bedroom door

wide open." Ignoring her I continue to walk "did anything happen?"

Remembering last night…


"So what do we do now?" I ask him

"I'm gonna go throw up and you're gonna go home" "Trevor... we need to talk about this"


"And we will, but right now... I need you to get away from me."

That was it.

"No nothing happened" I lie... and we continue about our day.

Getting home I sit in my room going through the things I bought, my mom walks in as I'm on my bed "hey I have to run to my office for a few hours you gonna be ok here?" I nod "I'll be back soon okay, eat something and don't stay in here all day."

"Yes mom" I reply and she leaves.

Feeling alone in my room for too long I head downstairs and turn the tv on, the doorbell rings as I'm on the couch. Getting up I walk towards the door opening it to Trevor "since when did you start ringing the doorbell?" I ask the antsy boy standing in front of me, his hands are shaking and instead of a reply he steps closer and kisses me. Trevor's lips wrap around mine and of all the times our lips have touched this was the only one that's convinced me, but it's probably a trap so I push him away "you have got to stop kissing me!"

"Let's do this," he says with a grin "What?"

Walking in he turns around as I shut the door "I don't want to lose you Sy, and I can't just tell you to not have feelings for me I know it

doesn't work that way" "Are you still drunk?"

"Probably but I'm being serious, we love each other right? So,why can't I love you the way that you love me?"

"Because you're not gay"

"You knew that and yet you fell in love with me anyway, parts of me always knew you meant it more than I did. I mean not a lot of guy friends tell each other they love each other as much as we do, but I thought you needed to hear it so I never had a problem being honest.

Because I do, I love you Sy but if I don't do something we'll never be friends again."

"Trevor the last thing I want is for you to do something you don't want to for the sake of our friendship"

"You don't disgust me" "Oh thanks" I scoffed

"No I- that came out wrong I mean the thought of us that way..." he can't even say it

"Seriously I don't need you to do this"

Walking to me he places both hands on my face looking deep into my eyes, he moves his face closer to mine till our lips are touching.

Opening his mouth he takes my lips between his and continues to kiss me holding my head against his, I can feel myself slipping deeper and deeper into this. It'd be so easy for me to say yes because all I want is to give him what he wants, "does that make you happy?" He asks with a smile as the tip of his nose touches mine

I nod "what is this?"

"It's us figuring things out, is that ok?" "I... yeah" oh god I'm going to fall in deep.

This is how it starts, he's giving in to prove he really loves me, I fall more in love with this selfless guy

and he's going to realize that I was right. He's straight and no matter how much experimenting he's going to be doing with me, he'll always be straight, and I'll always be an experiment. "Let's go upstairs" he takes my hand

"What why?" I pull away... I can be cooler than this I know I can!

"Sy because we can come on" he pulls my hand but I don't budge. "I'm serious" "Stop it you're confusing me"

"Why don't you believe me?"

"BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT GAY!" I find myself yelling "and you're messing with my head" "I'm sorry"

"Why are you doing this?"

"I told you because I'm ok with it"

"But you're not Trevor. You don't want me" "Why not?"

"You just don't!" I bark and he steps away "for years I've kept this to myself and controlled my

impulses, you've known a week, and what you're already ok with it?"

"So what if I am?" My hearts beating out of my chest, my nerves are all over the freaking place, and my best friend is standing here in front of me telling me he'd be ok with us being together. WHAT PLANET IS THIS? What kind of trap is that?

How stupid of me to already know the answer and agreeing anyway "Trevor you're not gay"

"Fine you're right I'm not gay" he walks to me taking my hand causing me to look down at our fingers touching, I love every bone in his body. "Or maybe I'm just gay for you" and when they touched me it always felt like those words were coming out of his mouth.

I know how they feel but to hear them is completely different, this is what it must feel like finally getting what you want. His lips search for mine then they start to touch, give in Silas just give in. Raising my hands I rest them in his hair, his lips are all over my face. No, he's not a messy kisser, every touch is perfect because he is perfect.

"Sy-" the door slams and we pull away, simultaneously turning to see my mother and Paris standing by the door staring at us. Her smirk is the opposite of my mom's scold "sure Paris come in, Silas would love to see you"