I wanna know the taste of your lips by heart

Two weeks after I broke up with Kyle and started… hm, ‘dating’ sounds very wrong, so- after I confessed my feelings for Mikey, everything was normal in school. I mean, of course, people noticed me and Kyle and the fact that we were not together all the time anymore and I knew they talked about us when they saw one of us walking down the school halls. We barely said anything to each other, other than ‘hi’ when we walked past each other. It was kind of awkward that we broke up without words. And I was pretty sure he knew about me and Mikey but he hadn’t said anything to anyone, apparently- I would be forever grateful for that. Any other person would use it against me but no, not him.

Mikey and I went to school everyday, then went back home, wrote homework, while making out or snuggling, listened to good music or watched movies till dark, then cuddled in mine or his bed together and fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was Heaven but our Heaven was so fragile, if even one person found out, it was going to spread and it was going to turn into fucking Hell. But I knew I couldn’t stop, simply because I didn’t want to. I believed it was worth it, I believed that if we were together, we would go through anything.

Our parents didn’t seem to notice, not that anything looked too suspicious, we were brothers after all. Besides, they were hardly ever home, fortunately. I and Mikey had the house only for ourselves most of the time and we were making out shamelessly all the time, making up for the time we had to hide while we were at school.

As about Kyle, I seriously doubt I was going to approach Kyle ever again, purely because I was feeling too guilty to do so…if it wasn’t for the events that followed.

Mikey and I went to school together as usual, holding hands all the way. Although I would much rather hold his hand all day long, I knew I had to let go when we reached school.

“Shit, I have PE today. I hate it so much, everybody is sweaty and smelly and they make strange noises and it’s just so gross. I am so not made for sports! Why don’t teachers just leave it for the douche bags who are interested only in sports anyway? I would be perfectly fine without them in my English class, for example…they can just leave them in the gym all day”, Mikey grunted on our way to school.

“Aw, but you described the PE class just like sex”, I laughed “I can agree with you, though. PE is shit. Like, all I ever do in PE is standing in the corner of the gym where I don’t really participate in whatever shitty sport the others are playing and I think douches don’t touch me just because I was with Kyle and they’re still careful and… oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have opened my mouth-“, I trailed off, realizing that Mikey most likely was feeling uncomfortable about it.

“N-no, no, it’s okay, don’t worry”, Mikey smiled at me reassuringly.

“Well, I still shouldn’t have”, I said awkwardly.

I kind of hated walking in silence; it was either talking or listening to music. So I just took out my IPod and my earphones, searching through my playlist for a special song that I and Mikey loved. When I found it, I offered one end of the earphones to Mikey. He smiled, taking it gently and asking what we were listening to. I told him the song’s title and he just grinned at me while putting the earphone in his ear and listening. By the time the song was over, we had just approached school so we let go of each other’s arm, sighing.

“I have fucking Math test first period. Fun.”, I said glumly.

“Well, you know, I can always help you with Math, you know I’m pretty good at it”, he said kind of proudly.

“Oh, really? Yeah, it might be just sliiiightly strange taking Math lessons from my little brother”, I said, looking skeptically.

“Yeah, well, whatever you say. I just don’t want you to fail”, he said shyly.

“Aw, you’re so cute. But we’re going to be late so we should get going”, I started walking towards school again.

“Kiss me before we go, will you?”, he looked at me with his innocent beautiful eyes and I instinctively did what I was told after looking around and not seeing anyone. I could feel him sigh contently into the kiss and we broke apart, smiling slightly before really going to school.

The rest of the day was just…unlucky for me. I sure as hell failed my Math test, all the teachers seemed grumpier than ever and they pestered me more than usual, everyone was fucking annoying, I dropped my food on the floor at lunch and I was so irritated with everything that I just wanted to go home and sleep through the rest of my high school years. Yes, that would be pretty nice, thank you.

The only good thing was, I was going to see Mikey at the end of my classes and he could make me feel better, he always did, just with his presence. I guess he was the only one I wanted to be around… Speaking of which, I was just going to my last period, which happened to be Mikey’s “favourite”- PE. I was going to run into him there, eventually, because PE was his period before last.

I was really eager to meet him, so I hurried up to the males’ changing rooms as quickly as I could. I was just about to pull out my awful bright yellow uniform for the PE class from my bag and go inside when I heard yelling, faint sobbing and arguing. I stood there for a couple of seconds, hearing a familiar voice shouting ‘-oh my god, and that’s why you beat up someone? Are you fucking stupid? You have no god damn right to lay a finger on him for his own decisions or on Gerard, okay?’

By the time he had finished screaming at some douche bags who looked dumbfounded and obviously didn’t know how to answer, I had peaked from behind the corner and saw the horrible scene in front of me- there were those stupid excuses for human beings, Kyle, raging at them (and I’d never seen him this angry before) and, ouch, Mikey, curled in a ball in the corner of the room. I gasped and attracted all the attention towards me. I couldn’t quite proceed what was going on and I stood there, taking in everything before the realization hit me and I started screaming just like Kyle at them

“What the fuck?!”, I said, running to Mikey and lifting his head to look at the damage they’d made. To say he was just a little injured would be a great understatement. “What the fuck did you do to him? And why?! Tell me fucking why, you idiots!”, I got up and yelled in their faces, clenching my fists, ready to beat the shit out of them, even though they were twice my size, if not more. Arms wrapped tight around me so I couldn’t hurt them and although I screamed to let go, Kyle wouldn’t listen.

“Don’t be like them, Gee! They’re not worth it and you know it!”, he said. That’s when I stopped twisting in his arms and my thoughts went back to the boy, hugging his knees in the corner. His face was a bloody mess, mixed with his tears and it just broke my heart to tiny little pieces. His skinny body was rocking back and forth and his breath was so uneven, it scared me. I went to him, cupping his cheeks, smeared with blood and looking him in the eyes which were full of tears. He was badly beaten and I just wanted to make these bastards feel fucking sorry.

I was helping him to get up on his feet, which was kinda hard, considering I’m not the strongest person and he could hardly stand on his feet, but we still managed to get to the door of the changing room when we heard Kyle telling them coldly to get the fuck out and saw them obeying. He then came to us and grabbed Mikey under the left arm, while I was holding him under his right one. When I saw them disappear in the hall, I turned to Mikey, who was sobbing again, hugging him, whispering ‘I’m sorry’s in his ear. I felt him flinch and realized I was probably hurting him physically even more like that so I pulled away, grabbing him under his arm again.

Notes

Ah, I just love drama! Don't hate me for hurting Mikey, please ;o; It was the bullies! :'oo
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