Fack Is Real

Finn's P.O.V

I wake up to my arms around Jack.I quickly let go. Why was I hugging him?I get off the bed and walk to the bathroom. I close the door and turn on the sink. I look in the mirror.

"Why was I hugging him?"

"Why did it feel nice?"

"Am I... g—ga..."

"No! I am not!"

I splash water on my face. I grab a towel and I wipe my face. I turn off the sink and walk out of the bathroom. I walk back into Jack's room and I see him sitting on his bed.

"Good morning," I say smiling.

"Good morning," He says smiling back.

"Do you want me to make you breakfast?" Jack says, getting off the bed.

"Sure. The only thing you can make thats edible is putting leftover pizza in the microwave," I laugh.

"Shut up!" He chuckles, pushing me playfully.

I push back with a bit more force making him fall on to the bed.

He grabs me, making me fall on top of him.

My hands are on the bed while his hands were around my waist.

One of his hands slowly go up to my arm, shoulder, then my cheek.

He slowly brings my face towards his.

I didn't move. I didn't say a thing.

My face was was 1 centimeter far from him.

Our lips crash together.

And we kiss for a while.

We stop for a bit to get air.

He tries to kiss me again, but I stop him.

What am I doing?

This... this is wrong!

This guy is my best friend.

What am I doing?

I quickly get off him.

"Sorry... I can't do this!"

I quickly get my shirt and shoes and my phone.

"Finn! Wait!" Jack yells for me.

"I'm sorry," I say with a tear going down my cheek.

I run out of his room then I run down the stairs.

I quickly open the door. I run outside slamming the door.

I quickly put on my shirt and shoes.

I run. All I did was run. I didn't stop running. I couldn't even think of anything else. I was crying so much I couldn't even hear a single thing. I lost my best friend, I kissed my best friend! What the fuck is wrong with me!?

Then, suddenly, everything went black.

Jack's P.O.V.

I was sitting on my bed. Just thinking of everything that had happened.

Me and Finn kissed...

I can't describe it.

This odd feeling....

Finn... I... I love Finn.

I am gay.

As I just said those words in my mind, I felt like I lifted off a ton of weight off my chest.

I feel... free... I feel happy... so happy.

I smile, but I remember... Finn didn't like it.

"And now... I lost him. I lost him forever."

Tears come down my cheek.

I lost him.

*Ring Ring Ring*

"Stupid phone!" I yell throwing my phone on the floor.

I then realize who was calling me.

It was Finn's dad.

I quickly get off the bed and pick up my phone from the floor.

I answer it.

"Hello?" I say nervously.

"Jack... I have really bad news."

"What is it?"

"Finn got hit by a car."

As soon I heard those words, I couldn't even live anymore.

I hang up the phone.

"NO! IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" I cry out.

"I DIDN'T MEAN I WAS REALLY GOING TO LOSE HIM FOREVER!!"

I just cried, and cried.

I fucking hate myself.

It's all my fucking fault.

I knew what I had to do.

I get changed and grabbed my phone and I run to the door.

I walk outside. I close the door.

"Bye, home."