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Secret Stroies part 2 ◊ Pockadotvue
Tom was scared of talking to Charlie. It would be the first time he would ever open up about his passion. He wondered what his mate would think. The bluenette knew he had to go throw with it now. It was too late to back down. Tom knocked on the door to Alex and Charlie's flat. He waited a bit before Charlie opened the door.
"hi... Come in!" Charlie grinned.
"Thanks mate ... for everything!" Tom said as he walked toward the living room.
They both sat down on the couch. Charlie offered to make a cup of tea but Tom declined.
"Charlie I wanted to talk to you about something. It's something I've never told anyone before ... And it's a big part of my life so I hope ..." Tom trailed off.
"Go on Tom! I'm sure it's going to be fine! I'm all ears."
"You remember the video you made about fan fiction a while back? It was Cherimon and there are more ... like Charplant, Hexacoollike and well Hexamon ... Charlie I write Hexamon ... their stories about me and Alex ..." Tom saw Charlie turn from bright red to white. An odd sound came from his jeans and the boy ran to the bathroom.
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Charlie ran as fast as he could, slamming the door shut. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and whispered francktickly in the mouth piece:
"What do you think you're doing?! He's not supposed to know you're listening!"
"I'm sorry Charlie ... It's just I'm not exactly used to my friend saying he writes stories about us making out! Should I come out and just talk to him? I mean I have no clue what to say but how are you going to explain the noise? Oh god he heard the noise didn't he?!? He must think I'm crazy or something... Charlie what should I do? Do you think I likes me? Should I tell him how I feel? Do you think I should come out? Charlie what are you doing!? Talk to me will you?!"
"Alex, will you please calm the fuck down! He's going to hear you! And to speak you should leave me a couple of seconds! But wait how do you feel about him?"
A knock came from the door and Charlie panicked dropping his iPhone in the toilet. Mind cursing Alex for leaving the seat up he tried to fish it out while opening the door to a worried Tom.
"Bloody hell Charlie what happened? I mean I would have understood if you just told me I was weird but ... why do you have your hand in the toilet?"
Finally catching his now broken phone and holding it up.
"Dropped it! And Tom that's not why I ran in here ... Actually I don't mind at all! But I need to talk to you about that. You see Alex found one of your stories in your bag and now he's freaking out about it. I really think you should talk to him and by the way I said nothing of this. But Tom when did you start writing them? And well why?"
"I started a couple years back actually. See since the first time Alex talked to me I've been writing them ... It was really a beautiful day. It was autumn and we had chatted online before but never actually met. Anyways I had gone to a music store to get a new album I had waited to come out. I guess he was there for the same reason because when I got there only one copy was left and he picked up at the same time. I know it sounds so cliché but our fingers touched and it was like I was home. I had the feeling everything would be alright if I was holding the hand. I looked up and I saw 'lex and his beautiful smile. I was so happy and so contempt. It's so weird to think if I hadn't got up that morning and hadn't went to the store I might not ever have felt his touch and never felt that awesome feeling."
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"Omg! You remember! You remember the first time we met?" Alex screamed running to Tom pulling into a bear hug.
Charlie slowly walked into his room to give the two some privacy. Tom turned around to face his friend still holding him close to him. Alex smiled his usual sweet but sexy smile.
"God you're cute when you smile love!"
Alex pulled Tom closer to him and kissed him like it was the most natural thing to do.
"Gosh it's so easy with you" He breathed between to kiss's "You mind if we continue this in my room" Kissing harder the boy he loved.