Page 44 of Win You Over
When he pulls back and opens his eyes, he smiles, but his smile soon turns into a full-blown chuckle.
“Oh shit. My sister is going to kill us.”
“Why are you bringing up your sister while both our cocks are still out?”
“You’ll see,” he laughs harder, groaning as he rolls onto his stomach and burrowing back into the pillows.
I lie on my back, watching the ceiling, my hand curled into his while I wait for my heart to steady and my body to cool. Then, deciding I need to shower, I pick up my phone and toiletries and head for the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I study myself in the mirror. I look wrecked…and happy, a smile brightening my features.
There’s this buzz of electricity running through me and this distant feeling of ‘what the fuck?’ circling my chest.
Picking up my phone, I type out a message to Theo.
Me: You said to see where things went. Well, they went somewhere.
Theo: I’m going to need more than that. Things are pretty dull around here. Let me live vicariously through you.
I snort a laugh at my best friend.
Me: Remington and I…we kissed. And other stuff.
Theo: Other stuff? What does one have to do to pry the details out of you?
Me: Can you not be nosy right now? Just stuff.
Dots appear on the screen as I wait for his reply.
Theo: Okay. Got it. And you’re freaking out about it?
I think about his question. Searching myself for every emotion I’m feeling right now. Nothing remotely like confusion or anxiety or fear exists in my body.
Me: No. Should I be?
I know realising your sexuality isn’t easy for everyone, but if anything, I’m more content in myself now that I know I’m attracted to guys. There’s a certain lightness that comes with understanding this part of me.
Theo: No. You should feel whatever it is you feel.
Me: I’m happy. Excited even. But I don’t know if I’m gay or bi or something else.
I think back to the large flag above Remington’s bed, the one with the yellow, pink and blue stripes on it. I’d googled it and found out what it means. Could I be pansexual like Remington?
Theo: You don’t have to label yourself now or ever really, if you don’t want to.
Me: I don’t want to. Not yet anyway.
Theo: That’s perfectly fine. I love you, man.
My heart warms. I love him too. He’s been my best friend for as long as I can remember. Until a certain blond scaled my walls and forced his way into my life.
I’m about to put my phone down when another message pops up.
Theo:One other thing. Finn came into the coffee shop today.
Me:Okay? And you’re telling me because?
Theo:Because the last time he came in here, he told me the coffee was shit and he’d never be back and then today he comes in, orders ‘shit coffee’ and then asks about you.
Me: What about me?
