I pull back, gasping for breath. Reeling. His breath is ragged, and I place my hands on his cheeks to steady him. Is this okay? I whisper. Are you okay?His reply is anguished. Honest. I love you.
Cricket tells a joke and turns to see if I'm laughing, if I think he's funny, and I want him to know that I do think he's funny, and I want him to know that I'm glad he's my friend, and I want him to...
So why did he do it?Cricket rakes a hand through his hair. For the same reason everyone makes mistake. He fell in love.
So why did he do it?Cricket rakes a hand through his hair. For the same reason everyone makes mistakes. He fell in love.
They stayed with my mum.That's... weird.Not really. Mum is cool, easy to get along with.I raise a teasing eyebrow. So where did YOU guys stay?Where we always stay. He stares back solemnly. In our sep...
And I want to press my palm against his chest to feel it beat, to prove he’s really there.But we cannot touch.
I'll only say this once more. I like you. I've always liked you. It would be wrong for me to come back into your life and act otherwise.