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Matt’s POV
Twice today, Cyrus fell asleep laying on me. I don’t really understand why he’s always so tired, but it’s cute.
Okay, I’m in love with Cy, and I know he loves me. It’s obvious, I catch him staring and licking his lips at me all the time. Not to mention the fact that I’ve caught him talking in his sleep. The way he looks at me when we’re talking shows the love he has for me.
I’m not the brightest guy, once again, but I can tell.
I haven’t told him yet because I’m afraid. I’m afraid of losing Cy. Yeah, I know, it’s stupid.
But seriously, what if I do something stupid? I don’t want him to hate me and we stop being friends. I need him in my life.
I was so stupid for getting girlfriends and seeing him suffer so much when I’m with them. I hated it so much, but once again, I was afraid. I was so pissed when Zoey called him a fag, no one talks about Cy without me saying something. Except for his horrible parents.
I really wish he could live with me, and I’d make him happy. He’s a great guy and he doesn’t deserve that treatment.
Anyway, he and I slept in his bed when I came over. It’s King sized and the first plan was that we sleep on opposite ends. That was the first night I decided I wanted to sleep in the same bed as him. We were at my house. But, I told him that we’d switch when it was time to sleep, knowing he’d fall asleep. So, he fell asleep laying on me, and I was more than happy with that.
I woke up holding Cy while he laid on my chest, with his hand around my waist and his leg over my body. I was going to stay there for a while, because I was comfortable. It felt great to have Cy so close. But…. I had a little problem downstairs. Stupid morning wood. His leg was right beside it, and I tried to scoot without waking him up. But I forgot that Cy is a light sleeper. He woke up and saw what position we were in and his eyes went wide. He jumped up and started apologizing.
“Fuck Matt, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to uhh, sleep like that. Dammit I always fall asleep, why can’t I just stay up to go to the bottom? Look next time, I’ll sleep in the guest room.” I laughed at him and shook my head.
“Cy man, chill out. It’s fine. I know I’m hot and your subconscious is naturally attracted to me. Of course you’d come over to me while you’re sleep. I completely understand. And no, you’ll be still sleeping in here with me. On this bed.” He blushed, looked at me confused then nodded.
“Whatever you say Matt. I don’t know how you’re so okay with this. Do I have to remind you that I’m gay?” I rolled my eyes at him. Duh he’s gay, and apparently I am too. Or I’m just attracted to him, whatever it is. I don’t care, I love him. And I’d scream it to the world if I was guaranteed to not lose him.
“No, I know you’re gay. I told you I don’t care man. We’ve been best friends for too long for something like this to come between us. Besides, once again, I know I’m irresistible. Peeks every now and then are okay just don’t make it a habit.” I winked at him and he blushed again. God he’s cute.
My girlfriends never knew about it because I never let them stay the night at my house. I haven’t had sex, kissed, or really touched a girl since I found out Cy liked me. Because right after that I realized that I liked him too. It just didn’t feel right. I thought maybe if I had a girlfriend I’d get over him, he’d get over me, and we wouldn’t lose each other. Stupid, I know.
Cy woke up first this morning because he wasn’t in the bed anymore. I got up, used the bathroom, showered, everything else and came back. He was walking around with just a towel wrapped around his lower body. I sucked in a deep breath and smiled at him.
“Good morning Cy.” He smiled.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” I always do when I’m next to him.
“Yeah I did, did you?” He nodded and went to his closet. I sat on his bed and waited.
“Mom called my phone this morning. She told me we were leaving at twelve.” I rolled my eyes and laid back. They’re in the same house but she called.
“It’s stupid that you have to get so ready for my party. I’m your best friend, you could come with pajamas on and I wouldn’t care. As long as you’re there.” It was quiet and I sat up. He walked out of he closet fully dressed and sat by me. He leaned his body on me and laid his head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around
his shoulder and he sighed.
“I wish I didn’t have to live here.” He whispered.
“Me too.” Things would be way better if he didn’t. We both knew it.
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After I left Cyrus’ house I couldn’t think of anything to do. I usually only hung out with him, there’s not anyone else. So I just went to my house.
Looking at the cars outside, I could see that Mom, Dad, and my older sister were home.
I walked inside and heard Mom call my name.
“Matthew is that you?” I smiled and went towards her voice.
“Yeah mom, it is.” She was in the kitchen making lunch because it was around 11:30. I walked over to her and kissed her cheek. Dad was at work around this time.
“Did you have fun at Cy’s?” I nodded and sat at the table. Just as I did, my sister, Makayla walked in.
“Of course he did. You confess your love yet?” I rolled my eyes but laughed at her.
“I don’t love him.” I stuck my tongue out at her. Oh the lies I tell. They all know I love Cy, and they love it.
“Honey, you don’t have to be in denial, I told you I don’t care if you’re gay. You should tell Cyrus how you feel.” Makayla walked by me and squeezed my shoulders before going to the fridge.
“I’m going to, just not now.” They’ve been pressuring me to tell him, but I’m still scared. When I was with Zoey, man it was bad. Makayla kept bugging me.
“He obviously likes you.” Makayla said pulling a juice from the bottom drawer. “Where’s he at now?”
“His parents are making him get ready for the party tomorrow. They want him to look a certain way.” Mom frowned.
“I don’t understand why Freeman and Diane are so hard on him. He’s a sweet boy.” The sweetest. I know sometimes it seems as if he’s mean, but it’s only because of the stress. He might sleep so much because he’s tired with dealing with his parents all of the time. When he’s slept well, and fed, he’s sweet again.
“I know.. They told me yesterday that they were surprised to still see me there after finding out he was gay. They get mad at him for everything. He seems so hurt by them, I wish he didn’t have to deal with them.” She turned to look at me sadly.
“I’m sorry Hun. I wish we could do something about it. You know he’s welcome here whenever he wants to come. They get mad at your dad and I when we tell them they should let up.” I smiled at her.
“It’s fine Mom. I’m just worried about him.” I looked down at my phone wondering if I should text him. His parents probably have him busy.
“Go ahead and text him. He’ll answer, you know he will.” Mom told me and Makayla nodded.
Hey, how’s your day going so far? I got an answer back almost immediately.
I feel like I’m being tortured. It’s pretty tense, I’m riding in the backseat with Mom. Right now she’s fussing at me about slouching.
Slouch more. As much as you can, make it seem like you’re really interested in your phone.
Haha, I don’t have to make it seem that way. I actually am. I’m glad you texted me, you always find some way to brighten my mood… I don’t mean that in a weird way… if you think it’s weird. I smiled to myself knowing he probably thinks I’m disgusted or something. I don’t know why he thinks that, I haven’t ever been disgusted with what he tells me.
I don’t think it’s weird. I’m glad I could help. I know it’s probably hell to be forced out like that. But at least you can come over when you’re done. I’ll pick you up.
I can’t wait already. Can we grab a bite to eat too when you pick me up? I have a feeling Mom won’t want to wait around and eat with me.
Are you asking me out on a date Cy? I could just see him roll his eyes and try not to smile.
No you ass, I just want to hang out with my best friend.
Okay, I’m fine with that lol. We can text so it’s not too much hell.
You’re so sweet aren’t you?
Yeah, I am lol.
We texted until he was able to leave. She made him go get a haircut and he sent me a picture of him. I burst out laughing when I saw it, he looked so cute. He was pouting because he hates it, but I like it. It was a sophisticated looking style, but he made it look good.
They went shopping and bought him some Nike sweatpants and a sports polo to go with it. He hated to wear stuff like this, I wasn’t even going to wear anything like that tomorrow. I’d most likely wear a fitted under armor with some shorts. Nothing special, actually it’s something I’d usually sleep in when he’s over.
I texted Cy and told him I was coming to get him.
I got up from my bed and opened my room door to run into Makayla.
“Hey, where ya going?” She asked me. I smiled and looked down at her.
“To pick up Cy.” She gave me a knowing look and I rolled my eyes. “Seriously Matt, you have to stop playing with Cy’s heart. He thinks you’re straight, but then you flirt back, and on top of that you’ve had a lot of girlfriends. He’s going to give up and move on someday, and you’ll be stuck.” I stared at her for a while and nodded before walking away. “Matt, I’m just trying to help.”
“I know you are, and I listened. I’m going to tell him tomorrow.” I was walking down the stairs and I heard her squeal and follow me. As I got to the bottom one she jumped on my back and I laughed.
“About damn time! I wanna see his cute face when you tell him. I know he’ll blush!” She jumped down from my back looking at me.
“I don’t know how he’ll react if I do it in front of everyone. Cy doesn’t like a lot of people. I was going to just talk to him tomorrow night when we’re alone.”
“Okay, that’s fine. I’ll just find him Sunday morning and bug him.” I frowned playfully.
“We’ll see. I gotta go sis. Love you.”
“Love you too Matt!” I walked out of the doors down went to my truck. The drive to Cy’s house took about five minutes. When I got there, he was standing outside with a backpack on and his earphones in. He was looking down at his phone so he didn’t see me or hear me. I parked on the curb and got out. Slowly, I stalked up behind the cars parked in the driveway. When I got behind him, I grabbed him by his waist and picked him up then spun him around. He shrieked and squirmed around then screamed my name.
“Matthew! Fuck!” I laughed and put him down. He looked at me with fake anger and pulled his earphones out. His glare turned into a grin after seeing me grin and he pushed me playfully. “I hate you.” I pulled him into a tight hug and he groaned and laughed.
“You love me.” I said pulling away. He looked up at me cutely with a weird expression then looked away quickly. “Who were you texting?” I asked him as I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the truck.
“My new friend, Nick.” I glanced at him, feeling jealousy flare up in me at the mention of a guy.
“How’d you get a new friend? We hang out all the time, and I don’t know him.” I took his backpack from him as we got to the truck and threw it in the backseat. We got in and I looked at him waiting for his answer.
“Met him today as I was forced to try on those stupid clothes.” I nodded.
“Friend or prospect?” He laughed at the phrase I used, which is what he usually says to me. He was quiet for a while then shrugged.
“I don’t know yet.” He said biting his lip and looking out of the window. Fuck, I hope I’m not too late. I don’t know what I’d do if he had a boyfriend. I don’t know how he put up with me dating all of those girls. Dammit, Matt you’re so fucking stupid. If I get him, I’ll make it up to him.
“Do you find him attractive?” I asked him trying not to sound jealous. It took him a bit to answer.
“Mhmm… He’s the first guy to approach me that’s my type.” I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“And that is?” I glanced at him and he was looking down at his phone, texting. He didn’t hear me, he was focusing on this guy and that pissed me off honestly. He should be talking to me. I’m the only guy he should find attractive. My grip on the stirring wheel tightened. “Cyrus, are you texting him now?” He laughed a bit, I’m guessing at the guy then answered.
“Yeah.” I took a deep breath.
“So is this how today’s going to be? You ignoring me and giving me short answers because you’re texting that guy?”
“Huh?” He asked confused. I huffed angrily and shook my head. He didn’t hear me, again.
“Nevermind, forget about it.” I guess I deserve this treatment. “Just… have fun texting Nick.” I told him, giving up. I’m guessing this means he’s moving on, that quickly.
“Matt, are you okay? Did something happen today?”
“No, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.” I felt him staring at me for a while, then he looked away.
It was quiet until we got to the pizza place.
Soon, we got our food and we were sitting at the table. It was quiet for a bit and he shifted uncomfortably. I cleared my throat.
“So I guess this isn’t a date now since you’ve found a guy huh?” I asked trying to make it sound like a joke. He laughed and shrugged.
“You jealous Matt?”
“No, of course not. Why would I be?” I asked him a little too defensively. He looked at me weirdly and nodded.
“Okay… What’d you say in the truck?” I shook my head.
“It’s not important… Your haircut looks even better in person.” I told him, I was serious but he took it as me joking and he blushed.
“Shut up, it’s only because of your stupid party.” I laughed at how cute he was.
“You only think it’s stupid because it’s sports themed.” He shrugged.
“Anything having to do with exercise is stupid and pointless.”
“Nope, because how else would I get this gorgeous body.” I flexed my arms and he looked at me and bit his lip. I grinned in success, he still thinks I’m hot.
“Pshh what are you talking about?” His voice squeaked. He waved me off and cleared his throat. “You look normal to me.” I rolled my eyes and got up. “What’re you doing?” I shrugged and say next to him in the booth.
“You tell me that this is normal.” I pulled up my shirt to show my stomach and he stopped me.
“No, stop being a weird ass Matt.” He told me nervously, his hand on mine. I grinned and looked at him confused.
“What do you mean? I’m normal, remember? I think maybe you forgot what it looks like.” He shook his head.
“One, I said you look normal, you ass. Two…. I didn’t forget.” He licked his lips and looked up at me. My God, those lips… I stared down at them then I looked at him with a smile. It faded as I saw him coming closer… Then I started moving in.
“Matt, I can’t believe you’re still hanging out with this faggot.” I jumped and turned around to see Zoey. She didn’t seem to see what was about to happen and I glared up at her.
“I told you about calling him that didn’t I?” She looked at me and shrunk back seeing that she pissed me off. “Apologize and leave. Now.”
“I’m sorry.” She scurried off and I growled.
“Fucking homophobe.” I felt Cyrus put a hand on my shoulder and I looked at him.
“Thanks for sticking up for me.” He told me nervously, not looking me in the eye. I smiled down at him.
“I always will man.” I got up and went back to my side of the booth to finish my pizza. “By the way, I know you could never forget what I look like with my shirt off.” He rolled his eyes and flipped me off.
“Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean–”
“–I have a crush on you dumbass.” I finished for him in a high pitched voice. He stuck his tongue out at me again.
“Why do I put up with you? No, it’s not because I love you.” I laughed and shrugged.
“I’m insanely hot, the best thing that ever happened to you, or you have nothing else to do.” He smiled up at me.
“Two of those, I’ll let you figure out which.” I grinned, because either of the first two are good, even if it’s paired with the third, but I know it’s the first two.
“Same.” I told him, meaning he’s insanely hot and the best thing that ever happened to me. He smiled, his eyes gleaming with happiness. He’s so beautiful, in a totally manly way. Yeah, he’s small and cute but he doesn’t remind me of a girl. I don’t know how he thinks I’m completely straight. I’m so fucking in love with him, and it’s getting harder to hold in my thoughts.
“I actually don’t think tomorrow will be that bad… Promise me you won’t leave me alone. I know I’ll have trouble with some of that stuff.”
“I’d never leave you Cy. I’ll stay by your side the whole time and I’ll pick you up when you fall and carry you if you need it.” That held a double meaning and I don’t know if he caught it. “I think we’ll have lots of fun. Like I said, I always have fun when we’re together.” He smiled widely and finished his pizza then grabbed the last slice off of my plate. “Hey!”
“Sorry, was that yours?” He asked taking a bite. I rolled my eyes a laughed. I guess the only time I can get mad at him is when he’s thinking about finding a new guy. Regardless of what he knows or thinks, I’m his. Me and my heart belong to him.
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