Is it love (OFFGUN)

I love the way he smells, the way his body moves to the beat of the music. the way his smile radiates. Why cant he loves me back.

''P come on, dance with me'' the said person calls me over, pulling me in like a magnet. I smile and move towards him. His smile is everything to me. he hugs me, as I grab his waist. He moves closer, his scent covering my nose, I find myself nearly sniffing him, why am I being weird,

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why am I like this. Before I met him, I hated anything gay. I was uncomfortable with the whole idea. Now here I am, every day fantasizing about how to make him cry, how to make him squirm.

Is it love, is it me. or is it the atmosphere. the song stops, causing him to whine, in a sweet voice, going straight to my crotch. I quickly move away to the couch, covering myself with a pillow. he looks at me questioningly and then moves to put another song. I feel my face heating up with embarrassment, did he see me getting hard, did he feel it too? Urggh. I hate myself. I hate this life.

"You know P, all you have to do is ask and I wont hesitate to bare myself for you'' he says suggestively. does he mean what I think he means?

What do you mean Gun , I want to ask, instead what comes is a strangled voice. I barely hear what I say. He moves towards me , all so slowly and touces my face ''I will give you 60 secs, kiss me or dont'' I stare at him , dumbfounded and out of breath, I must have been staring for long because I hear him saying time's up P, you snooze you loose, he say with a radiant smile as he moves away with a airy laugh. Before I could think, I grab his hand and kiss him, he goes back to dancing.

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CHAPTER 2

Is it love, is it amazing to be with someone who doesn't love me back? I guess you could call it experience. He is grinding on my crotch at the beat of the club music

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