Ryan's Nostalgia : Chapter 1

This story is %100 fictional!!

I was nervous about going to high school the day proceeding the "incident" between Alec and I. Nervous because I didn't know how to act when I was around him. I wasn't ready for a relationship, I mean I was a freshman! And he was older than myself! But I had no choice. My father and mother had expectations from me. Both had attended college and they both held graduate degrees.

Especially my dad he has a J.D. from Harvard Law School. So they expected me to do well in school just as they had and find a good career. I barely missed school and it wasn't new news for my relatives of me making honor roll and getting a 4.0. But I wasn't a dork. I loved sports and I just listen in class and get my work done. Simple concept. Anyways back to the story.

My mom dropped me off in front of the school and my friends were sitting on the benches in front of the school. Presumably waiting for me. A pack of freshman boys, what more could I ask for friends. About 3 of my 7 closest friends were fairly new. The aforementioned new ones went to high schools other than the one the other four including myself attended.

"There's our sophomore!" my best friend Tyler said enthusiastically

"Hey guys. I'm still a freshman ,Tyler, just one better at basketball than my bros." I replied to the whole group jokingly

We stayed outside the school waiting for the bell to ring. When it did I remembered the kiss between Alec. I suddenly felt weird and shocked while I was walking to U.S. History. But I hadn't seen him yet. Class after class I still didn't see him. Then practice came about. I was running a little late and ran down the hall to the locker room to try to get to practice ASAP. I made it to practice on time but I was exhausted from the running. Football benefited me little because our freshman team sucked. So needless to say I was out of breath. Then I saw him.

Alec was beautiful. His hair was medium length that looked like he wore hats often. It was black. His eyes were blue, almost grey. A strong chin. And he looked like he shaved every three months or so. Perfect white teeth smiling at me as I came in. I couldn't help but smile back at his alluring face. He wasn't buff with muscle, nor was he skinny or fat by any definition.

"You know practice starts at 4:10." he said

"It's only 4:08."

"But you were running late, your flush."

"Well...I made it didn't I?"

"Yes, and damn am I glad." he said measuring me up and butting his lip. He looked at me an smiled.

I flushed even more. I didn't know what was wrong with me. When I wasn't around him I was nervous about seeing him, but when I was with him at practice I was fine. He grabbed my hand a squeezed it.

"Ready?" he asked

"Yeah."

And then practice began. Full court layups and then drills of basics, then going through plays on the second day of practice. Wow, I expected more running. Then I got what I wished for. Suicides and full court sprints to finish out practice. After I left the locker room I went outside and waited for my dad to come get me. As I was sitting waiting Alec came out and sat beside me. He grabbed my hand again. Our fingers Interlaced and he had a firm hold.

"So, are we um...dating now?" I asked

"I think we're bros for now. But I want more." he replied

"Are we moving too fast? I mean I barely know you."

"Well thats what I came out here to talk about. We need to know each other before we date or something like that. So of you want to hang out this weekend."

"I think you and my friends should hang out this weekend."

"Who are you skrillex? *giggles*"

"Oh I see what you did there." We both laughed

"I was kinda hoping we would hang out. Just us. Maybe go watch a movie or drive around."

"...hmm, I'd like to drive around. Do you have a car?" I asked genuinely interested

"Yeah an Aston Martin." he replied looking away and cocking his eye acting bad ass or something

"Yeah right!" I said hitting my knee against his

"No I drive a 2008 Mustang."

"Sweet. A lot cheaper than an Aston Martin."

"Yeah, but I want an Aston."

So the rest of the week went by and I went to all the practices and finished the first week of school successfully. I asked my dad if I could hang out with Alec that weekend and he of course said yeah with one stipulation. Be home before two a.m. or I'm grounded. That Friday night after practice I showered and was going to get ready for my first "date" when I got a text message from Alec.

"Where do you live?"

"Um Gamble Heights. Do you know where it is?"

"Holy shit, what do your parents do exactly?"

My dad is a lawyer and my mom a doctor who met at Harvard. So we have money but are modest. My parents are devout Christians and donate a lot of there income to the church.

"Doesn't matter do you know where it is?"

"Just kidding I live on Sycamore street hbu?

"Wow we live in the same neighborhood. Um I'm on Cherry street the third house on the right."

"K I'll be there in about thirty minutes."

"OK"

I showered and put on a pair of cargo shorts and a blue polo. Alec showed up just as I walked down to the living room where my dad and mom were watching tv.

"Bye mom, bye dad."

"Bye son." they both said

I walked out to Alec's blue Mustang GT 500 with white racing stripes. Nice car. He was wearing something similar to me. White cargos and a purple polo. We drove around our town for a couple of hours just talking and getting to know eachother. I found out his dad was an accountant and his mom was also a lawyer who worked for my mom. It was around midnight when we drove out of town a little ways and parked in a place overlooking the city. There was a river going through through our city and the water reflected the skyline. We sat speechless for awhile. Then he finally spoke.

"Is it hard for you too?" I knew what he was talking about. Being gay.

"I never really thought about it. It and relationships with other people in general too. Like my focus has always been on school and family. I mean I've always though I would be gay of anything. What about you?"

"It wasn't until I got into high school and went through puberty. Then I caught myself looking at guys in the locker room and at pictures on the Internet. Then I kind of introverted myself until I learned to live with it and deal with it. Then I started having dreams of a guy. We would go all over the world like James Bond or something like that. I never saw the face but whenever I was with him I was happy. Nothing bothered me when I would dream of him.

Then it changed when I saw you. Your face, your body, everything about you drove me crazy when I saw you at the basketball camp this summer. I didn't want to see you though. After that I stopped dreaming of the guy. That's why I acted rude Monday night. Because you took my happiness. Then I looked into your eyes, your eyes while the rest of your face was in the shadows. I knew it was you." the whole time he spoke he was staring out the windshield. I nudged his arm with my hand. He grabbed my hand again. The song "Crave You" came on from his iPhone.

"Have you ever kissed anyone Ryan?"

"No..." I spoke out softly

Alec's head turned and he was now looking at me. He reached over with his free arm and his fingers touched my jaw bone and proceeded to back of my head. Slowly I felt pressure pull me towards his face which was coming closer. Our eyes never left each other. His red lips met my pink lips and I closed my eyes. The first kiss was like one you'd give to your mom followed my longer ones them ultimately I felt his tongue touch my lips. I opened my mouth and smelt his cool breath which smelled like the chi tea he had. Our first real kiss lasted for awhile. Then I finally spoke, but only between another kiss.

"... I love you."
Like ten minutes later we finally stopped.

"I better take you home." his smooth voice echoed over in my head becuase it was the last words he spoke before he dumped me off.

"Ry. Ryan. Ryan...your home."

I was awakened from my thought

"Oh, sorry Alec."

"Don't apologize Ry. Goodnight, I love you."

I got out of the car went inside, up to my room and fell asleep thinking about Alec.

However, just as quickly as our relationship began, it was over.

“We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”

Ulysses, Lord Alfred Tennyson, Progressivism.