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I open my eyes, meeting his dazed gaze as I struggle for air. "...What?"

"What the fuck…wasthat?!" he asks, his tone a mix of disbelief and amazement.

I laugh, realizing I’m still holding his hands pinned above his head, and let go.

Jamie smiles up at me, swiping some sweaty hair off his forehead. "If you’d do anything for me, you can dothatagain. Whenever you want. Please."

I laugh again, feeling a little embarrassed by how bold I’d been. I kiss him softly, lying down beside him and pulling him close.

I kiss the top of his head, breathing in the familiar scent of his hair as I run my fingers through his blonde strands. "I don’t want to leave tomorrow," I admit, the knot in my stomach tightening.

"I know. I don’t want you to leave either," Jamie says quietly, the sadness in his voice cutting through me.

We lie there in silence for a moment before I glance at the journal page on the other side of the bed. "I think we got cum all over your stupid diary page."

"What?!" Jamie rolls over, reaching blindly until his hand lands on the crinkled paper.

"Dude, gross. It’s everywhere."

I laugh as he unfolds it, rubbing it gently. "It’s fine. It just smeared the part about Alice’s boobs."

Jamie laughs. "You know... Alice wasn’t even into guys."

"No way."

"Yeah, she was my secret queer buddy… I went through a lot with her help. She really should’ve worn bras more often, though. I don’t think she realized what she was doing to all the guys in class."

I smile, holding him in silence for a while, before something clicks. "Didn’t you date Alice in high school?"

Jamie laughs again. "Jeff, I lied… I lied about all of those girls. Maybe I kissed a few of them, you know, to keep things on the DL. But that was it. Alice was just my friend."

"Wait, you didn’t lose your virginity to Samantha? Junior year?"

"No."

"Wow... What a liar," I tease, feeling Jamie shift uncomfortably in my arms. I squeeze him tighter.

"When did you first have sex?" I ask.

"After we graduated high school. With a guy. After you left."

I pause. "Mmm, okay." I don’t want to know more about that. Whoever it was, the guy was fucking lucky.

I tug gently on Jamie’s hair, pulling him into a kiss.

"Don’t you want to know who it was?" Jamie asks between kisses.

No. I hesitate, slightly horrified. "Who?"

"It was with Brandon."

I freeze, my hand still cradling Jamie’s face. My heart races. "...What?"

"My first time was with Brandon."

I freeze, my head snapping toward him. "...Brandon?"

Jamie nods, a small smile playing on his lips.

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