Monday, 15 April 2013

chapter 100

We didn't talk much when the kiss ended. My back was against the wall and we were still close to one another. Gently I stroked Mark's cheek wiping away the reminding tears. Both smiling softly at one another. Mark's arms were rested around my waist. I haven't felt this happy in a long time. "I...I love you Gary..." Mark stroked my hair softly. "I love-" Before I could say it the sound of footsteps sounded outside. Mark quickly let me go and went to the bathroom. Yasmin walked through the front door. "Oh..hello Gary." She smiled softly at me. "Ermm..hiya Yasmin.." I smiled back. A bit shocked what had just happened. Is Mark having second thoughts? Already? "Are you okay? Want a drink?" Yasmin asked placing her sunglasses on the table. "N..no thanks.. I'm gonna head to bed it's getting late." The headache started to make its way back. "Yeah think I'm gonna do the same.. Night Gaz." She kissed my cheek and went to her room.

 I started getting undressed for bed. Still feeling confused of this day. I got into bed only wearing my boxers. It was far too hot to sleep with a shirt on. Besides no one will see. My head softly rubbed against the pillow and I pulled the duvet up to my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and how good it felt Mark has the softest lips ever... I've never thought of myself as a gay man nor Mark for that matter, but tonight changed..it felt right, and i loved every second. It was a shame we had to end it due to Yasmin coming back. Softly I sighed and closed my eyes. "Gaz..?" I heard a whisper. Am I hearing things? I chose to ignore it and closed my eyes again. "Gary..." I heard the same whisper. I sat up and turned the bedside table lamp on. The door came open a little. "Gary..can I come in?" Mark whispered. "Yeah..sure..." I rubbed my eyes a little. Mark walked into the bedroom wearing a tshirt and bed shorts. "Erm... Did I wake you?" He bit his lip slightly. "No no I only just closed my eyes. Are you okay?" I smiled softly at him. "Y...yeah...you?" He blushed a little. "Yeah not bad thanks..sit down if you like." I crossed my legs under the duvet so he could sit down. Mark sat down on the bed. Silence filled the room again for a few minutes. "It was a shame Yaz came back.." Mark finally spoke laughing a bit. "Yeah..." I smiled back. "Erm Gaz..." Mark looked up at me. "Y...yeah?" Is he going to tell me that it was a mistake? After I've enjoyed the feeling..? "..the reason I came in here...was because I couldn't sleep...and I thought maybe we could talk...?" He looked nervous. "What about..?" I asked a bit worried. "Well..did you enjoy it...as much as me..?" He smiled a little his eyes were almost pleading me to agree. "Yes.. I did...it felt good..." I played with the duvet a little feeling shy all of a sudden. "Really??" Mark's face lit up. "Really!....Mark...?" This time I asked a question. "Erm..yes?" He was still happy about me enjoying the kiss. "Erm...I was erm..wondering if erm...maybe you want to...stay in..here tonight...seeing as you can't sleep...erhh...I'm not after anything...h..honest...erm..I thought it'd be nice..after tonight..y..you don't have to..s..sorry." Nice going Gary! Ruining a perfectly good moment! "..I'd love that." Mark finally answered. My heart pounded in my chest after hearing him say that I felt like a teenager again. "Erh can you lock the door please." Softly I smiled at him. "Sure." He walked over to the door and locked it. I pulled back the duvet for him to join me. Slowly he got in beside me and yawned. "Feeling tired now?" I raised my eyebrow. "Uh..huh." Mark rubbed his heavy eyes. "Let's get some sleep." I turned on my side with my back facing him and switched the light off. Unexpected I felt Mark wrap his arms around me. His stomach touching my back. I felt safe,secured,happy and loved for the first time in ages. "Night Gaz.." Mark softly kissed my cheek making my stomach feel warm again. "Night Mark." I planted a soft kiss on his arm whilst closing my eyes. Nothing felt better than falling asleep in Mark's arms...is this the start of something beautiful?

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