Icing on the Cake

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“That’s ridiculous.” Calum said.

“Is it?” I asked.

“Why?” Calum asked. “Because I like to watch sports? Is that what you’re basing this off of?”

“The night you first kissed me.” I said. “Do you remember what you said?”

“That was over five years ago, of course I don’t.”

“It was at the café. You said ‘I’m not gay, I’m not.’” I explained. “You said you wanted to kiss me, but you were confused because you weren’t gay.”

“I was a confused sixteen-year-old, of course I said I was straight!” Calum sputtered.

“You haven’t answered the question. Are you straight?” I asked.

“Of course not!” He said.

“Are you bi?”

“Well….”

“Oh my God. You are.”

“You want the truth? Here’s the truth!” Calum said. “When I was sixteen, I thought I was straight. I thought girls were attractive. I thought boobs were fun and I thought vaginas were exciting! But I had never had one. For God’s sake Luke, I was a virgin with you! You’ve been the only person, ever!”

“But if vaginas were so exciting, why did you choose a dick?”

“Because I fell in love with a person, not fucking genitalia!”

“Do you still think vaginas are exciting?”

“No, Luke, I don’t. The only thing I think is exciting is fucking you!”

I didn’t say anything for a minute.

“Look, if you don’t believe me, or you doubt me…” Calum said.

“I’m sorry, it’s hard for me…” I started.

“Why is it hard? Why is trusting me so hard?” Calum asked. “This was hurtful. I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.”

Notes

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Reread Ch 8 for a little insight on this chapter :)