Jesse Huber
Musician
Singing Out My Heart For You
These are the songs I sing for you
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Post by Jesse Huber on Mar 5, 2008 23:56:38 GMT 1
Jesse bit his lip and looked down at him. He slid close to him and tilted his head up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, nuzzling him. “If thats your wish..” He shook his head and looked down. “You'll figure it out, you will, honest Ryan.” He motioned to the door and bit his lip even more. “Do you.. want me to..?”
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Ryan Robins
Artist
Damaged Little Fcuker
Why so down, you say...
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Post by Ryan Robins on Mar 7, 2008 4:08:16 GMT 1
"I don't know. I just..." He shouldn't say it. He knew he shouldn't, but it was true, and he felt it, and if they were so messed up, if he was ruining everything, then he at least wanted Jesse to know his true feelings. "I love you, but it's not going to work. It's just...It's going to be hard, and complicated, and frustrating, and I don't want that for you. I want you to be happy. Trey makes you happy. I know he does love, because I've watched you together with him." And it killed him.
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Jesse Huber
Musician
Singing Out My Heart For You
These are the songs I sing for you
Posts: 39
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Post by Jesse Huber on Mar 9, 2008 22:26:03 GMT 1
At his words he felt the breath leaving him. He cared very much for the boy, loved him in his own way. He really did. "I'm going to make things worse for you if I stick around aren't I..?" He just shook his head and smiled sadly. "You've been... I.." He hadn't been aware that Ryan had been watching him with his best friend. Had he seen what they'd done the other day? He couldn't be sure. "I love you too.. you know I do..Ry.."
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Ryan Robins
Artist
Damaged Little Fcuker
Why so down, you say...
Posts: 157
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Post by Ryan Robins on Mar 9, 2008 22:46:03 GMT 1
"I know. You do. Even when you kissed him..I know you care about me." Ryan bit his lip, averting his eyes and trying his best not to cry. Why did he have to be so fcuked up? All he'd ever wanted was a normal life, and instead he was cursed with this goddamn stereotype. And people were pulling at him from every direction. There was never someone that accepted him the way he was, that told him it was okay to not know everything. That he was okay, just the way he was. "I just...I don't want to be a burden, Jess. And I know I will. I'll fcuk up everything and I need you. I need you so much but more than your love I need your friendship. Can we-" His voice was shaking badly, and he reached out for Jesse, burying his face in the others neck. "Can we please be friends?"
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