SECOND MEET

"Of course! We're at the same school. We can meet there as always and every day." I said, who is already in love with him? He didn't know that anyway.

"Ok, good night." He said that and walked outside. I closed the door again and just smiled. My heart seems to have burst. But in my mind, even if we meet at school, I don't want to expect much from us. With so many admirers at school, he might not notice me anymore.

One year before our graduation.

"My head ache is still rumbling; I didn't get enough sleep last night!" I said. While we were walking down the hallway of the school. Anne looked at me and said,

"Don't tell me because you have a lot of homework and reviews for the exam."

"You are right." I said. But the truth is, I'm trying to create a new plot for my story and then successfully write at least one chapter.

"Come with me tonight?" Anne's asked

"Where?"

"Johnny and I will celebrate our two-month anniversary. Of course, you are my best buddy, so I want you to be there."

Anne explained that we both knew that I really needed to accompany her so that her parents wouldn't scold her.

"But I don't have extra money for now," I said.

"Don't worry, I can take care of it; just go with me, okay?" She said.

Anne is so kind, but her brain is often full of nonsense, so her parents don't trust her. So I joined them since our preliminary exams were done.

In the evening, Anne invites me to go to an EXO grill bar with her boyfriend, Johnny. So much time for drinks, dancing, and laughing.

That night, I didn't expect to see Pete again. Is he following me, or is it just a coincidence that we met here?

"Hi! you're here?" I said

"Yeah, it seemed you enjoyed the night." He replied

He is very handsome in his v-neck shirt in yellow. He also has a bulging buttock that is hidden by the pants he wears. Girls behind him notice him for how cool he is as a man. Apart from that, his sex appeal is also really strong. I won't be surprised that even widowed women are really attracted to his attitude.

"Who's with you?" I asked him

"Me? I'm with you. "

He said. I know he teases me. I can't stop myself from smiling at him. He let me fall for him in that way.

"Hi Pete, "Nice to meet you here." Anne interrupt.

"Hello Anne, Thanks for inviting me last time." Pete said

"You're welcome. It's my pleasure to have your present. By the way, I have to leave; Johnny can't drive anymore. I have to drive him home." Anne said

"Ok, take care. Let me know once you get home," I said. Anne smiled, uncomfortable; she was carrying Johnny in her arms. Johnny was like a kid who felt sleepy with her mother.

Then Anne left us right away. The two were walking, stumbling along the way because of Johnny's drunkenness; his eyes were closed while he forced his feet to step forward. Anne tried to support Johnny in that situation.

Pete and I take a walk in a mini-park after we've finished one bucket of beer. The graduation day is coming, so we talk about jobs and plans.

"Sheila, can you be my wife?" he asked

"A wife...?

"Yes, my wife. I want to marry you," he said.

"We're not in a relationship, and now you ask me to be your wife instead of your girlfriend?" I clarified.

"No, I want you as my wife, not as a girlfriend," he said.

"Seriously?" I said

"Is it a yes, right?" he said, smiling at me. He is so confident that I give in.

"Yeah, of course! I like you."

"Why...?" he asked.

"Because it's you, I like all of you. Even if you are... gay." I said.

"I can't say that I am gay. I just like both men and women. That's it."

"Ok. and then.?" I asked. I wanted to know more about him. I was expecting his answer, but he just kissed me, even if we were in a public place.

"Hey, you really did it here?" I murmured. He just smiled and said,

"As we officially made a decision, Am I welcome to your room tonight?"

"No," I said.

"Aww! It's not good to hear that, but it's fine. I am willing to wait. Waiting for your "yes" response." He added to say

"Are you really not in a relationship right now?"

"Nope, but I have a boyfriend," he said.

"So, why did you want me to be your girlfriend?" I asked

"My boyfriend is busy with someone. And I don't care busy with someone." and I don't care! The most important thing for me is you. I mean you and me, together."

Pete explained. I don't really understand him. But I knew he was telling me the truth. I can feel that.

"Ok, let's go..." I said

"Where..? He asked in confusion.

I brought Pete into my room again for the second time. At home, mom is not around; she's attending a women's club party, so maybe she will be going home late. So, Pete and I had a special moment in my room.

"Whoa," I said, pushing him away as I backed up. My legs bumped the edge of my bed, and I fell back onto the mattress.

Pete took this as an invitation and climbed on top of me.

"What?" he asked, claiming another kiss.

His weight was welcome above me. I felt his hard thing below, through his jeans, where it pressed against my thigh. I know he is horny now.

His one hand cupped my breast through the sweatshirt I wore, his thumb rubbing my bra as if massaging it. Then his fingers slowly moved inside.

I had both arms between us, my fingers curled in his flannel shirt, but I just held them there, keeping him at bay while I tried to think.

The percentage of alcohol that we drink from the bar is high.

Now, Pete was fondling my boob and rubbing against me, and I'm pretty sure he wasn't really into girls.

"Pete, do you really like me?" I asked while he continued on his way.

"Yes, what I said in the mini-park is true; it's not a lie." He said as he stopped on his doings.

"Why do you ask? Don't you have any feelings for me, like true love? Even though I am gay, I want you to be mine, seriously, and forever." He explained.

He laid down next to me. He was staring up as if deep in thought.

"Do I not deserve to be loved by a woman even if I am gay?" He asked all of a sudden.

"Of course you deserve that; all of us deserve that." I said

"The truth is, I'm afraid—afraid to get in touch with someone, to lose someone, and to be hurt. You know I am currently writing a romance story, but I can't get into the climax of the story and make the ending. If you ask, that's because the story is all about me. I want to know the truth; I want to feel something deep in my heart until I can get the realization from my fiction work. For somehow I should know, for what I should do, and for what I should say."

My long explanation to Pete I wanted him to understand me and get to know me completely. We haven't shared that much depth yet. But here we are now, in an unexpected relationship.

While we were both lying down in my bed, I noticed that he was quiet by my side, so I turned to him.

"Hhhaaarrkkk.. aarrrkk.. krrroookkk.."

What the...? He snoring. It turns out that he fell asleep.

Jeez..! Did I make the right decision to let him possess me?

Is this love? or lust?