Fan Fiction ❯ An Alternative Lifestyle ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Dark Illusions 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.16.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 233 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.16.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 233 | Status: Completed
Sure, no big deal, I knew that. Ben was just coming over, we were gonna watch a movie and talk for a while, then go to sleep. Simple as that.
I loved to spend time with him, even if it was just playing games and watching TV. I just felt attached to his side, and it was hard to not see him for even an hour.
I would always write in my journal about Ben, and how much I wished he was gay, or at least bisexual, so we could be together. I confessed my love for him in my diary, in which I kept 'hidden' under my bed.
Hey, I mean, c'mon. Then, and even now, kids would always hide things under their bed; especially when they were supposed to clean their room.
Mom didn't really care about how I kept my room; but even so, I kept it clean. I didn't want to give the wrong impression out to visitors if they saw my room, y'know?
Anyway.
For the next week, me and Ben hung out after school, of course. We talked about the usual; how things were, if anything was new, or who was winning the football season. Stuff like that.
We were both equally excited about the overnight; of course, I was probably more excited about it then he was, and I mean that in the most non sexual way I can.
And even though it seemed to take forever, my mom left the house, and me and Ben were left in my home, all alone, for the night.
Once we got there, we played some football out behind the house, while it was still sunny outside.
Eventually, it got dark, and we headed inside. We went right into my room, and he sat down on the bed. I had remembered I forgotten to take my shower, and I didn't want to stink.
I told him what I was going to do, and went off to take a shower.
I stripped myself, got in the shower, and got out as fast as I could. Of course, don't worry, I remembered to re-dress in this panic.
It took me about seven minutes to get in and out of the bathroom, so, I figured I didn't loose much valueable time.
I headed back into my room, and Ben was laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He looked to me once I entered, though.
He was so cute, and just his eyes managed to send a shiver up my spine; this shiver was twice the sensation when he smiled to me. He then stood up beside the bed, and I stepped to him.
I told him that we could watch TV, and he nodded in approval; then I turned, and began to walk away.
But by the time I was at the door again, I didn't hear any footsteps behind me. I stopped, and blinked as I turned around to face Ben, who was staring at me with a somewhat blank look.
For a moment, I had no idea what was the problem. I took a step forward, giving a questionable look to him.
There was silence for a moment, but then he spoke up; I remembered his exact words.
"I read your journal, Matt."
My heart skipped several beats, and I felt my face flush with horror and surprise. My insides had turned upside down, or so it seemed; I even felt like I was going to barf.
I tried to say something, but, I couldn't. I only studdered, mostly in fear.
He continued to stare at me, and I was afraid that my only friendship had just been cut up and flushed down the toilet.
My life was over.
But, something happened that I didn't expect.
Ben took one step closer, then another, and another. Soon enough, he was standing right in front of me, staring into my own eyes.
It wasn't long before he cupped both my cheeks into his soft hands, and he kissed me on the lips.
I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that Ben had just kissed me.
I returned the kiss, shutting my eyes and wrapping my arms around Ben's neck.
His lips were so soft against mine, and I felt like I was about to cry from happiness. I thought this would never had become true; I had been truely blessed.
The kiss lasted for at least four minutes, maybe even more. I had lost count of time during the kiss.
Once Ben began to pull back, we found each other's eyes once again. This time, my eyes were full of tears; happy tears. One of those salty drips fell down my cheek, but was wiped off by Ben's thumb.
".. I love you too, Matt." Was all that Ben said, and I began to sob, and hugged close to him.
We lay on the bed for hours, cuddling. For a while I cried, keeping my head on Ben's chest as he stroked his fingers through my hair. I never felt so loved in my life, and I couldn't believe how wonderful the feeling was now.
During the few hours we cuddled, we didn't say much. I kept silent, and so did he. Eventually, I began to speak.
"Ben?" I said.
".. Yeah?"
".. I love you so much. I.. I had no idea you were gay."
Ben chuckled a bit, and leaned down to kiss my forehead. He then told me he was a bisexual, and thought I was straight during our friendship. He admited the whole time he had a crush on me, and had fallen in love with me.
It was strange; the whole time I thought Ben would never be mine, and that I had a crush on him. Every day I had the same feelings for Ben, as Ben had the same feelings for me.
"Ben, I.. I want to be with you forever." I whispered to him, and scooted even closer to his warm body.
".. As do I." Ben said, and kissed me once again upon the lips, and began to pull up my shirt.
That night was one I'd never forget. But there would be more wonderful memories with me and Ben, as well as some tragic ones.
I loved to spend time with him, even if it was just playing games and watching TV. I just felt attached to his side, and it was hard to not see him for even an hour.
I would always write in my journal about Ben, and how much I wished he was gay, or at least bisexual, so we could be together. I confessed my love for him in my diary, in which I kept 'hidden' under my bed.
Hey, I mean, c'mon. Then, and even now, kids would always hide things under their bed; especially when they were supposed to clean their room.
Mom didn't really care about how I kept my room; but even so, I kept it clean. I didn't want to give the wrong impression out to visitors if they saw my room, y'know?
Anyway.
For the next week, me and Ben hung out after school, of course. We talked about the usual; how things were, if anything was new, or who was winning the football season. Stuff like that.
We were both equally excited about the overnight; of course, I was probably more excited about it then he was, and I mean that in the most non sexual way I can.
And even though it seemed to take forever, my mom left the house, and me and Ben were left in my home, all alone, for the night.
Once we got there, we played some football out behind the house, while it was still sunny outside.
Eventually, it got dark, and we headed inside. We went right into my room, and he sat down on the bed. I had remembered I forgotten to take my shower, and I didn't want to stink.
I told him what I was going to do, and went off to take a shower.
I stripped myself, got in the shower, and got out as fast as I could. Of course, don't worry, I remembered to re-dress in this panic.
It took me about seven minutes to get in and out of the bathroom, so, I figured I didn't loose much valueable time.
I headed back into my room, and Ben was laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He looked to me once I entered, though.
He was so cute, and just his eyes managed to send a shiver up my spine; this shiver was twice the sensation when he smiled to me. He then stood up beside the bed, and I stepped to him.
I told him that we could watch TV, and he nodded in approval; then I turned, and began to walk away.
But by the time I was at the door again, I didn't hear any footsteps behind me. I stopped, and blinked as I turned around to face Ben, who was staring at me with a somewhat blank look.
For a moment, I had no idea what was the problem. I took a step forward, giving a questionable look to him.
There was silence for a moment, but then he spoke up; I remembered his exact words.
"I read your journal, Matt."
My heart skipped several beats, and I felt my face flush with horror and surprise. My insides had turned upside down, or so it seemed; I even felt like I was going to barf.
I tried to say something, but, I couldn't. I only studdered, mostly in fear.
He continued to stare at me, and I was afraid that my only friendship had just been cut up and flushed down the toilet.
My life was over.
But, something happened that I didn't expect.
Ben took one step closer, then another, and another. Soon enough, he was standing right in front of me, staring into my own eyes.
It wasn't long before he cupped both my cheeks into his soft hands, and he kissed me on the lips.
I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that Ben had just kissed me.
I returned the kiss, shutting my eyes and wrapping my arms around Ben's neck.
His lips were so soft against mine, and I felt like I was about to cry from happiness. I thought this would never had become true; I had been truely blessed.
The kiss lasted for at least four minutes, maybe even more. I had lost count of time during the kiss.
Once Ben began to pull back, we found each other's eyes once again. This time, my eyes were full of tears; happy tears. One of those salty drips fell down my cheek, but was wiped off by Ben's thumb.
".. I love you too, Matt." Was all that Ben said, and I began to sob, and hugged close to him.
We lay on the bed for hours, cuddling. For a while I cried, keeping my head on Ben's chest as he stroked his fingers through my hair. I never felt so loved in my life, and I couldn't believe how wonderful the feeling was now.
During the few hours we cuddled, we didn't say much. I kept silent, and so did he. Eventually, I began to speak.
"Ben?" I said.
".. Yeah?"
".. I love you so much. I.. I had no idea you were gay."
Ben chuckled a bit, and leaned down to kiss my forehead. He then told me he was a bisexual, and thought I was straight during our friendship. He admited the whole time he had a crush on me, and had fallen in love with me.
It was strange; the whole time I thought Ben would never be mine, and that I had a crush on him. Every day I had the same feelings for Ben, as Ben had the same feelings for me.
"Ben, I.. I want to be with you forever." I whispered to him, and scooted even closer to his warm body.
".. As do I." Ben said, and kissed me once again upon the lips, and began to pull up my shirt.
That night was one I'd never forget. But there would be more wonderful memories with me and Ben, as well as some tragic ones.