Aiden's Point of View

After that night, every time I had a chance, I always asked Wyatt what he would do once the news about our relationship spread on campus. But his answer is still the same, nothing has changed from his first answer to me.

I started to get scared, because I wasn't sure if Wyatt would be able to sustain our relationship until the end. But every time I think that there is a chance that we are not meant for each other, I just think about how much I love him and no matter what happens, I will trust him.

"Aiden," Wyatt called to me. He’s sweating and he looks like the dog is chasing him.

"Hmm? What happened to you?" I asked. I stood up from my chair and approached him. He was just in front of my seat.

"Let's talk," he said. Instead of answering my question, he pulled me out of the classroom.

I was surprised to see how many students were waiting outside our classroom. As Wyatt pulled me around, I couldn't help wondering why there were so many students outside the classroom. All of them were holding their cell phones, they were also smiling as their eyes followed Wyatt and I.

Wyatt only stopped pulling me when we reached the rooftop. To make sure that no one would hear our conversation, he closed the door and moved me away from there.

He took a deep breath and held both of my arms. I don't know, he hasn't spoken yet but my chest immediately filled with nervousness.

"Aiden, did you..."

"D-Did what?" I even stammered because of nervousness.

He took a deep breath again. He removed his hand from both of my arms and stood up straight, "Did you hear something from anyone?"

"Like what?"

Wait, why is he asking that? Is there something I should not hear? Is he hiding something from me?

He avoided looking at me and scratched the back of his neck, "The news that I have a girlfriend spread on the campus."

My eyes widened, "Huh?! How did that happen?"

"Tsk. I don't know who spread it, too. Suddenly a photo of me and you entering a restaurant was spread. I think someone saw us when we ate outside with my cousins," he answered.

So, that's why. That's why there were so many people outside the classroom earlier, he was the reason.

So... What is he going to do? Will he get another woman who can pretend to be his girlfriend? If that happens, what about me? What if he falls for the girl he will get? It's not that I don't have trust in him, it's just that... He's once straight, I'm afraid that he would realize that what he is feeling for me was just infatuation and he doesn't really like men.

He looked at me and smiled, "We don't have anything to worry about, right? You're the one with me, my parents and relatives know you too, we can keep this disguise."

"Oh..." was all I answered. I don't know what to say and what to answer.

So, he won't hire another woman?

The smile on his lips disappeared, "W-Why? Do you want me to ask them to drop the picture that is on our school's Facebook group and page?"

I shook my head, "No. I thought you might hire someone else to pretend to be your girlfriend."

"Pfft-" he giggled. "What? Why would I do that when I have you? I don't need anyone else but you, Aiden. You're my girlfriend with my family's eyes and other people and you're my boyfriend with my own eyes and my friends eyes, as well."

"Won't you... Regret dating me?" I asked. I don't know where that question came from. Suddenly that came out of my lips and it was too late for me to take it back.

His smile faded again, "Why did you ask that? Why? Do you now regret dating me?"

I shook my head, "No." I answered and looked down, "You know that there is no secret that could not be revealed. They know now that you're dating someone. It won't take long for them to know that I was the one with you in that picture."

"So?" He raised an eyebrow.

I looked at him, "So? What if it reaches your parents, your grandfather? Are you still ready to continue our relationship?"

He closed his mouth. He sighed before he grabbed my hand and pulled me for a hug, "Let's think about those things when they happen, okay? Why are you thinking so much about complicated things?"

I pushed him, "It's a complicated thing? Wyatt, if you really love me you can answer it easily! How many times have I asked you about that? But what answer do I always get from you? Just think about everything when it happens! And then what? What will you do when it happens?"

"Wait, Aiden," he pinched his nose and closed his eyes. After a while he opened it and looked at me again, "You want me to give you an answer right away even though I'm not sure yet? The heck is wrong with you? I'm just trying to be calm even though I'm annoyed by your repeated questions! If I were to ask you, would you answer something right away?"

This is not what I want. Why are we fighting now? This is the first time that we raised our voices with each other. I don't like this.

"Yes! And you know what I'm going to answer?" I smirked. "I don't care if anyone else knows. Whether they accept me, us or not, I don't care! Because you are more important. Because you are the one I spend the most time with, you are always there for me. I don't care what they will say and what they will think of me."

"Well, that wasn't the same for me!" His jaw clenched.

I know that would be his answer but it still hurts me.

Even though you already know what his answer will be, it still hurts when you hear it directly from his mouth.

"You know my family knows I'm straight! What do you think they'll say and feel? Especially Grandpa! I don't want to disappoint him!"

I nodded, "I know. I know that would be your answer but..." I bit my lower lip, "I didn't know that it would hurt this much."

I didn't know that what was supposed to be a calm conversation between the two of us would turn into an argument. This is not my intention. I just want to hear his answer. I just want to get the fear out of my chest. I didn't want our conversation to end up like this. And I didn't want to be hurt like this either.

My tears dropped. And maybe that calmed him down.

"Aiden..." he tried to touch me but I slapped his hand even before he could lay a hand on me.

"Let's talk later when we both calm down," I uttered before I turned away and left him there.