Hurtless (BL)

Chapter Four

G R E Y S O N

I wake up the next morning confused; Will was here when I fell asleep but he's gone now? When did he leave? Better question why do I care? He's really messing with my head.

"Ugh!" I groan flopping back down into my pillows.

"Bub you okay?" Dad asks from the doorway making me yelp.

"You scared me! Don't do that!" I say my hand over my heart. Apparently it was trying to escape my body.

"Sorry bud." Dad laughs stepping into my room.

"It's fine." I say moving so he could sit.

"So Will?" Dad asks with an eyebrow raised.

"What about him?" He was baiting me and I knew it.

"What's up with you guys?"

"I have no idea what your talking about. Will is just a friend." Even I didn't believe myself.

"Uh huh, so your telling me you don't like him at all?" Dad asks making a face.

"Ugh, I don't know! I'm confused and he's always around. He knows about her but isn't trying to fix me like everyone else does. I'm so confused!" I rant and flop against my pillows again. I heave a deep breath but don't move or say anything else. When I glance at dad he's looking at me with wide eyes.

"Grey..."He starts but stops himself. I watch as Dad tries to figure out what to say. We're quiet for awhile and I start picking at a loose thread on my blanket.

"Grey do you like him?" Dad asks and I frown. Obviously I liked him otherwise I wouldn't hang around him.

"Not in the friendship way. I mean romantically." He says slowly almost like he's worried I'll lose my shit. My brows furrowed and the frown deepen; did I like Will?

"I don't know." It comes out shaky my brain overwhelmed with thoughts of Will. I've known him two days and I might be gay. I also might have feelings forming for his stupid face.

"Don't stress about it kid. But I'll say this much he obviously cares about you a lot. The way you two look at each other is a more than friend way. It's just something to think about." Dad says ruffling my hair.

"Uh I might be gay. Is that okay?" I manage to say nearly choking on the words.

"Greyson I'll love you no matter what, even if you decided to marry a cardboard box." Dad says giving me a hug and leaving me to think. I was glad it was a weekend and I wouldn't see Will till Monday, hopefully I'll have a clear head by then.

LATER THAT DAY...

"Yo." Dec says coming into my room. I'd decided to paint to help me clear my head, something I usually did at school. Declan pauses watching me, his expression changes. I don't paint outside of school often unless something's bugging me.

"If I ask are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Dec asks sitting on the bed.

"It's Will." I sigh and set the brush down. Declan eyes almost bug out of his head; it would be funny if I wasn't so deep in thought.

"What about him?" Declan asks cautiously. I can see that he's analyzing everything including my painting.

"I.." I start but lose the words. Dec looks at me startled for a moment.

"I might have started liking him, in the not friendship kind of way." He looks taken aback by what I said and I swear his head nearly exploded.