Aiden's Point of View

We went back to the classroom together. All the eyes of our classmates were on us, but as before I didn’t pay attention to that. I sat in my chair and so Wyatt did. A few more minutes later I heard Wyatt's voice up close. When I looked at the person next to me in the chair I saw Wyatt standing by his side. Wait, don't tell me he's going to swap seats again now that we're okay? When Wyatt noticed me looking at him he smiled at me. I don't know but I suddenly averted my eyes.

"Let's exchange seats, hmm?" Wyatt said to the man sitting next to me.

The chair made a sound, maybe the one sitting next to me stood up. To find out if what I had in mind was right, I turned to him. But instead of seeing my seat mate's face, Wyatt's face greeted me. He's wearing a big smile. I stared at him for a few more seconds until I suddenly felt my heart beat faster again.

Oh, gosh. What's happening to me?

Our prof had arrived for the next subject so I had a reason to avoid Wyatt's gaze.

What is happening to me? This feeling seems to be similar to the novels I have read. I used to think that they were just overreacting because you can feel it in everyone, especially when you are in danger. I'm referring to the fast beating of their hearts just by looking at someone and that means you're in love— No, no, no way! We're both men so that's impossible... No, it's not really impossible since there's a couple who are both men. Arg!

It can't be. What I'm thinking can't be true, maybe it's just because of that kiss. Right! That kiss is to blame. Ever since Wyatt and I kissed I have felt this way. So maybe this is happening to me because he was my first kiss. Right! Because everything seemed okay to Wyatt, it seemed like the kiss was just nothing to him. He's not acting strange like me, he's not avoiding my eyes now that we're okay. He did the opposite, even when we were in class, he was only looking at me. I could not even look at him and I was feeling that my heart was going to come out because of its excessive beating speed.

I must be crazy.

Everything seems nothing to Wyatt because I'm not his first kiss, while I'm being like this because he's my first kiss. Yes, wow.

A week passed but I still feel that way. Nothing changed. Wyatt always goes to the condo again and sleeps there. We went back to normal but my normal heartbeat never returned.

Even if it was just an accident that Wyatt would hold my hand, my heart won't calm down. I even feel like there is electricity flowing all over my body every time he hugs me from behind which he always did to me before. Because of the weird feelings I have, I have always avoided having physical contact with him.

"Aiden," he uttered my name while we're watching TV.

I turned to him, "Hmm?"

"Are you still mad at me?" He sighed, "Fine. I won't kiss you anymore so stop avoiding me."

That's not why I avoid physical contact. And it's not really him I'm avoiding, it's the way he touches me.

“I’m not avoiding you though,” I said.

His left brow arched, "You're lying. Do you think I won't notice? Every time I hug you, you always push me away and then even if it's just an accident to touch one of your fingers, you slap my hand."

"It's not called avoidance," I replied.

"If that's not it, then what?" He crossed his legs, "You... You don't want me to touch you?"

I averted my eyes and turned my eyes to the TV, "I never said that."

"But that's what you're sending me!" He shouted, which surprised me.

What the hell? What should he be angry about? If I don't want to be touched by him, what will he do? Is that hard to do?

I turned to him again, "Why are you shouting?"

He opened his legs and put his elbow there. He bowed his head and covered his face, "Okay, sorry."

"Why?" I asked.

He took a deep breath before he sat down properly, "Nothing, let's just continue watching."

I stared at him for a few moments before I turned back to the TV. Is he mad? He looks like he's suppressing his anger.

Today is Saturday. Danica and I became friends even though Wyatt did not allow that to happen. We exchanged contacts and she asked me if we can study together. I said yes and told her that we can study here at my condo. She will arrive here soon.

I wanna try to study with someone so I quickly answered yes to Danica. I know Danica like me. If I kiss her will that mean we're going out?

My first kiss was with a guy, but what will I feel if I kiss a woman? Will everything change? Will my heart no longer be abnormal towards Wyatt? I want to try it because I am fucking confused.

DING! DONG!

I hurried to the door and opened it. I smiled when I saw Danica.

"Come in," I said and opened the door wide so she could come in.

"Thank you," she bowed a little before she entered.

I locked the door before I followed her. I made her sit on the couch and went to the bedroom to get my workbooks. When I took it, I put it on the table in front of Danica. Then I took food from the kitchen so that while we were answering we both had something to eat.

"Woah, thank you," said Danica.

I just smiled and nodded. I opened my workbook and was about to answer it when she spoke.

"You live here alone?" She asked as she looked around.

"Yeah, my mom lives abroad and my dad has passed away," I replied.

She turned to me with a worried look, "Oh, sorry. I didn't know."

I smiled, "It's okay, it's been a long time."

"Why are you smiling at me? Uhm, sorry if you were shocked by my question," she averted her gaze and blushed. "T-This is the first time you've smiled at me."

"Oh, is that so? Should I smile often from now on?" I chuckled.

She shook her head, "I would love to, but if you can't, it's okay with me."

"Danica," I uttered her name.

She turned to me, "Hmm?"

"Would you like to kiss?" I asked while staring at her pinkish lips.

"H-Huh?!" She backed away a little, obviously shocked by what I said.

"Pfft— That was cute," I looked at her. Wow, her face is bright red. Is that how I always reacted with Wyatt?

She looked away, "U-Uhm, let's go back to studying."

"Yeah, sure." I replied and turned to my workbooks.

Two hours passed and we decided to rest first. We are now eating cookies while watching a TV show. We just focused our attention there until I thought of watching Danica.

Really, she's not bad. She's cute to be honest. Curly hair, big eyes, long lashes, and small lips.

She noticed me looking at her so she turned to me, "W-Why? Is there something on my face?"

"Yeah, there is," I said and came closer to her.

I wiped the piece of cookie at the edge of her lips. When I looked at her, I saw her close her eyes. Why, though? Oh, is this a sign to kiss her?

I touched her cheek and leaned closer to her. I closed my eyes and was about to kiss her when suddenly—

"Aiden, I'm here—"

Danica immediately pushed me away. I looked at the door and saw Wyatt standing there who looked surprised at what he saw. I locked the door, how did he get in?

"U-Uhm, hello," Danica greeted Wyatt.

Wyatt's brows furrowed and rushed to Danica. He pulled her upright, which surprised me. What is he doing to the girl?

I stood up, "Hey, Wyatt let go of her." I held his hand and tried to remove his hand but it didn't work.

"I-It hurts," Danica groaned.

"Hey! Didn't you hear what she said?" I slapped Wyatt's hand that had been holding Danica's hand until now. "Let her go!"

"What is she doing here?" Wyatt turned to me before he let go of her hand.

"The question here is what are you doing here? I locked the door. How did you get in?" I asked.

He smirked, "Woah, did you forget that I know your passcode?"

Ah, right. Damn it.

I ignored him and turned to Danica, "Are you okay? Does it still hurt?"

She shook her head, "I'm okay. Uhm, I don't think Wyatt's glad to see me."

"No, he's just surprised," I said and grabbed her arm that Wyatt had held earlier.

Goodness, Wyatt's fingers left a mark on her arm.

"Wow, are you ignoring me?" Wyatt scoffed. "Yes, I'm really surprised so you have to leave right now."

I turned to him, "What are you saying? I invited her here."

"So?" He looked at me but he also immediately turned his gaze back to Danica. "Leave," it commanded.

"Stop it, Wyatt!" I shouted.

"Uhm, let's just continue this next week," Danica said. "See you at school." She smiled and put her things in her bag. She stood up and turned to me, "Thank you for today."

"I'm sorry," I said.

She smiled and shook her head, "It's fine. See you on Monday."

"Would you like me to take you home?" I asked.

Danica was about to speak when Wyatt suddenly spoke, "Why would you take her? She came here alone so she could leave alone."

I frowned, "Why are you answering? I'm not asking you."

"It's okay, Aiden. Bye!" Danica said and ran out the door.

Arg, damn it!

I fell down on the couch and just gasped. Why is Wyatt so angry with Danica? The woman did nothing wrong to him but he was very angry. What the heck, is he insane?

"Are you dating?" He asked and sat down next to me.

I moved away a little and did not answer his question. I don't want to talk to him. He ruined my plan!

"Are you mad? I'm sorry," he touched my shoulder but I immediately removed his hand.

“Don’t touch me,” I said.

He sighed, "I'm sorry, okay? I'm just shocked because this is the first time you've brought anyone here besides me."

I turned to him, "Can't I bring someone else here to my condo? Why did you make her leave? Didn't you see we were answering workbooks?"

He smirked, "Answering workbooks? Or maybe kissing?"

My brows furrowed. Damn it. Yeah, right he came when I was about to kiss Danica.

"What do you care about? Mind your own business," I replied.

"You don't want me to touch you but you want a kiss from someone else?" He scoffed.

"What is it to you?" I uttered as I put my things away on the table.

"I said I won't kiss you anymore so don't avoid me," he said. "But even if I say that, you're still avoiding me. What have I done to you?"

"Nothing," I replied.

"Fuck it! Nothing, but why are you avoiding me?!" His voice now rose.

I turned to him as my eyebrows met, "Why are you so mad?! I'm not even saying I'm avoiding you!"

He kicked the table hard which startled me. He stood up and brushed his hair backwards, "Yeah, right. You don't avoid me, you just want to ignore me and you just don't want to be touched by me. If that's not what you call avoidance, I don't know what to call it anymore. "