Lala
Lala. Don't you love corny chain letters? I think they're funny. :3 Some of them exceptionally cute. So… that's where this comes from. Oh, by the way, this is going to be horribly short.
Dedication: Calvin. He's fuckin' gorgeous and a great inspiration.
A Few Simple Questions, Really
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It was times like these, when I knew for sure that I was in love with Gavin. With the stars above, soft grass beneath, and the wind sighing through his blonde hair. Honestly, I wasn't so interested in the stars; his eyes could compete with their beauty and win any day of the week. Of course those gorgeous blue eyes of his weren't locked on mine as I wished them to be, so my gaze fell to his lips. Such a pale pink, so full… almost as if in a permanent pout, I've always wondered what it would like to have those petal-soft looking lips against-
"You're staring at me."
His voice, like soft melody floating to my ears, such a beautiful sound… until I realized what it said. I could feel my cheeks heat up and I quickly turned my eyes to the sky. "I am not. Stop being so full of yourself." I retorted, lamely of course. I could hear him sigh and I looked over once again. "Hey…" I say softly, "Can I ask you a few questions?" I don't know what in the world possessed me to ask something so stupid!
"Go ahead…" he yawned, lying back in the soft grass, arms crossed behind his head and eyes trained intently on the stars. I shifted slightly, still watching him carefully.
"If…" I paused for a moment, pulling my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. "If I were to run away and never come back… would you cry?" It was a simple question, full of hope, and I almost cursed myself at how weak my voice sounded.
"Nope, I wouldn't." The answer slipped past his lips, without any hesitation whatsoever. I'm a big boy, right? Big boys don't cry. Even so, that was like a slap to the face. Somehow, I remained calm.
"…Do I ever cross your mind?" I wasn't looking at him anymore, in fear of what his expression would be.
"No, not really." I could hear him shift. Did he have any idea how bad I was hurting?
"Do you like me?" I bit down hard on my bottom lip, willing tears away.
"Not so much…"
"W-would you live for me?" I was still trying to remain calm and under control, but I could feel the warm tears trailing down my cheeks. With good reason, too…
"Of course I wouldn't." His voice was gentle, calm and I couldn't help but wonder if he was getting enjoyment out of my evident pain.
"Would you do anything for me?" I wondered why I was still doing this, but I didn't have an answer to that question. I could get up and leave at any time, but despite the pain he was inflicting I didn't want to be away from him.
"No…"
"What would you choose: Your life, or me?" My voice was so soft I was surprised that he heard it. Before he answered, I pushed myself off the ground and he sat up, looking up at me. His blue eyes boring into my own green ones.
"I would choose my life." He said simply.
So, with that, I turned and began walking away from the scene of my heartbreak. Before I got very far, slender fingers wrapped around my arm and pulled me back.
"The reason I wouldn't cry if you ran away and never came back," his pink lips were pressed against my ear, his arms around my waist, "Is that I would die if you did." He pulled me even closer, my back flush against his chest. "The reason you never cross my mind, is because you are always on my mind." His mouth moved from my ear, to my neck placing a soft kiss there. "The reason I don't like you is because I love you." Another soft kiss brought more tears to my eyes. "I wouldn't live for you… because I would die for you." His smooth hand laced its fingers with mine. "The reason I wouldn't do anything for you is because I would do everything for you." He turned me around so I was facing him. I had to look up to meet his gentle, loving eyes. "And the reason I would choose my life over you is because you are my life." With that, he finally pressed his mouth to mine.
"I love you, Brian." He whispered against my lips.
"I love you too…"