Stephen's POV

What the hell! What did I do? Oh God! Why did I do that? I'm not even gay! I mean... I don't think I am. I've had plenty of sex with women.

I've enjoyed every time!

Then what the hell was that?! Why did I enjoy that so much?

I lied to my friends that I beat up Michael. I told them I hit him below the neck so his parents won't freak. I said it was my courtesy to him.

This is the first time I've arrived early to school. I sit on my motorcycle in the parking lot, waiting for Michael to arrive. I know he'll be early.

Just as I thought, he's early. All the nerds come to school early. It's the only time they can socialize in the open. I get off my bike and make my way to the school.

I wait until he's inside. I slip inside behind him. I quietly follow him until he gets to his locker. The hall is empty. Good.

I grab him, turn him around to face me and shove him onto his locker. I say through gritted teeth,

"You tell anyone about what happened and I promise you, I'll make your life a living hell. "

He was frighten until he noticed it was me. He simply smiles and says,

"I won't tell anyone... Promise. "

I clench my jaw. Why isn't he scared? I'm still holding on to the sides of his arms. I ask,

"Why are you smiling? "

He says, "Because I understand how difficult this could be. "

Difficult? Nothing's difficult because I'm not gay! I let go of him and say,

"Just leave me alone. "

I walk away embarrassed and ashamed.

After School

I've been avoiding my friends and Michael all day. I can't face them.

I walk outside to my motorcycle. Just as I'm about to start it up, I hear,

"Hey! Stephen! "

I look up and see Michael quickly walking my way. Other students in the parking lot look up from their cars.

Michael reaches me. He looks angry. He says,

"Hey, man, I don't care about you or your secret! But I am not about to fail just because you're embarrassed! "

I clench my jaw and whisper,

"I understand you're mad, but could you lower your voice!? "

He says, "I don't play around with my grades, Stephen. "

I look at the school and see Greg looking at us. I say,

"Get on the bike. "

He asks, "What? No that's dangerous. I don't have a helmet. "

I give him mine and say, "Get on the damn bike. "

Michael says, "I hope this is for a good reason. "

He puts it on his head and gets on the bike. I say,

"Hold on tight. "

I start the engine and take off. For some reason, I have the urge to take him to my spot. The spot only I know about.

I take a right on this dirt road. Michael's arms are tightly around me. I don't think he's been on a motorcycle before.

I slow down near a pond. I stop the bike and kick the kickstand out. I try to get up, but Michael's arms are still around me.

I use my hands to remove his arms and say,

"We aren't moving, Michael. "

He says, "I'm..I'm sorry. That was very nerve racking. "

I smile and get off the bike. I face Michael and say,

"Let me help you. "

I slowly take the helmet off so I don't hurt him. His curls fall perfectly back into place. He stares into my eyes. I ask,

"Why is this happening to me? "

He smiles and says, "Its always been in you. It's not like you chose. You can't choose. "

I walk away from him and face the pond. I pick up a rock and skid it across the pond. I hear Michael walking towards me. He stops and says,

"This place is beautiful. "

I smile and say, "I found it a year ago. This place calms me. "

Why am I telling him this? I feel so relaxed with him. I sit in the soft grass and sigh. Michael sits next to me. I say,

"I'm sorry about what that guy said yesterday in class. "

Michael picks the grass and says,

"I get that all the time. I'm used to it. "

After awhile, he asks,

"Is that all you want to apologize for? "

I smile and say,

"I'm sorry for everything I've done since day one. "

He laughs. I swear, everything about him is perfect. I look at him. He looks at me. His face is unbelievably beautiful. He blushes and says,

"Don't look at me like that... "

I smile and say, "You're so..so.. beautiful. "

He blushes more and covers his face. I laugh and say,

"Don't be embarrassed. "

He keeps his face covered. I get on my knees and face him. I gently push him. He laughs, but keeps his face covered. I smirk and say,

"Let me see that gorgeous face of yours. "

He giggles and says,

"You're making me blush! "

I smile. I scoot closer to him and push him gently again. He giggles. I poke his side. He squeals and says,

"Don't tickle me, Stephen. "

I smirk and say, "So, you're ticklish. Very interesting. "

He uncovers his face and grabs my hands. He says,

"Don't tickle me. "

I smile and bite my lip. I say,

"I just wanted to see that face of yours. "

He blushes. I scoot closer and say,

"I didn't mean to catch you by surprise with the kiss yesterday. I didn't plan on doing that. "

Michael nods and licks his lips. He says,

"I..I didn't mind. I, um, I actually liked it... I've never been kissed like that. I've... I've never been kissed... "

I look into his eyes. I look down at my hands, then back at Michael. I ask,

"Would you like to be kissed like that... Again? "

Michael looks at me and blushes. He slowly nods. I slowly lean in.

Our lips meet. I feel a chill down my smile. A good chill. He pushes into the kiss. I move my body in front of his. He slowly opens his legs. He runs his hands through my hair.

I move forward until we are chest to chest. Michael slowly lays down. It feels so right.

Michael's hand moves down my lower back and to my butt. I smile into the kiss, so does he.

I separate the kiss and just look at him. I say,

"It feels right. "

He smiles and says, "Because it is right. "

It is right...