The Boy Who Knew Too Much by V. H. Oldfield

Author:V. H. Oldfield
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, pain, hurt, gay, heart, friends, lgbt, homosexual, lunch, thoughts, growing up, high school, evolution, intelligence, teenager, mature, young, date, learn, first love, experiences, boy, teen fiction, innocence, curious, boyxboy, the boy who knew too much
Publisher: V. H. Oldfield

He led me to the park. Then he led me off one of the trails. And after we spent five minutes pushing our way through trees and brush, he led me into a small clearing. A small, beautiful clearing, where I can see the sky perfectly. They're so many stars, and it looks like the moon is almost full. All I can do is stare.

William laces his fingers with mine, his thumb caressing the back of my thumb, and leans against me so half of his chest is against half of my back. I involuntarily shiver, and he smiles. I don't see him smile, but I know he smiles.

"It's magnificent, isn't it?" William whispered.

His breath ghosting over my ear makes me shiver again.

I tilt my head to look at him, an answer on my lips, but the moment I see him, the words die in my mouth. He's beautiful, so, so very beautiful. Of course he is because he's William. He's always beautiful, no matter where he is.

But right now he's so beautiful it's painful. The way he looks in the moonlight, god, it makes me want to cry. That's how beautiful he is. It's such a cliché, I know, but I don't care. Nothing compares to him. Nothing. Not this clearing. Not the sky, or the stars, or the moon. William is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

And because of it, him, I'm completely speechless. I can only stare at him with eyes wide and lips parted in absolute wonder. I don't even attempt speaking because I just know I'll end say something stupid that will ruin this. I don't want to ruin this by saying the wrong thing, or by not being able to articulate even simple words.

Would you hate me if I stuttered?

William's smile widens when he sees how I'm looking at him. He knows what's going through my head. I know it's written all over my face, in my eyes. And William has been able to read those just like a book since he met me. He sees right into my head and soul without any trouble at all. I've never been more grateful for that than I am at this moment. I don't need to answer him at all, because he already knows. He knows.

Our lips meet. His lips press against mine firmly, but gently. It's the best kiss of my life. I melt into him, taking his face between my hands to hold him in place. William laughs into my mouth. I greedily swallow the sound. He wraps his arms around my back and deepens the kiss.

He knows exactly what I like. I don't know how, but he does. And he leads me and the kiss until I know what he likes. Then we're together, in sync, giving and taking, pushing and pulling, passive and proactive equally. It's wonderful. We're equal and it's wonderful.

But then William slips his hands under my shirt. The skin-on-skin contact is so sudden and unexpected that I jolt and end up accidently biting his tongue in my surprise.

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