My Kyle Obsession

This is completely fictional.

It all started back in high school. In Year 10. It was half was through that school year, just the start of spring and we was all back from a week long break. It was morning break and I was sitting outside with my friends as usual have a laugh. My friend Grace was in the middle of telling me something she done over the short break we had. In the middle of her sentence my jaw dropped. It must be a new boy I thought to myself. He must easily been 6”2 or even 6”3 he was blonde and by what I could tell from 15 yards away he had the most incredibly green eyes I’ve ever seen. As he sat down on the bench opposite me, he was all by himself.
“Marc? Marc!”
“Oh, sorry Grace, carry on.”
As she was in the middle of her sentence I butted in.
“Do you think we should invite him over here.” I had a real optimistic tone to my voice I had never heard before.
“Who?”
Grace turned around and her jaw dropped just like mine done.”
“Fuck yeah! Go bring him over here he looks bored and lonely and we can change all of that.”
We both chuckled to ourselves. As we laughed even harder and much louder he looked up and smiled at me. I felt my body tingle. I have no idea why at all!!
As I got to my feet I suddenly got nervous. I slowly walked over to him and sat down on the other side facing him and called Grace over.
“Err, hi, I’m Marc. Are you new here?”
“Of course he is new” Grace butted in “I’ve never seen him around before.” She leant right over the table and stuck out her hand. “Hi I’m Grace.” She flashed him the cutest smile ever. I was jealous. But was surprise when he stuck his hand out at me and said in a strong american accent. “Hi I’m Kyle.”
I took his hand and shook it firmly.
“Nice to meet you.” I grinned as he just plainly said hello to Grace without the same kinda of excitement in his voice when he greeted me. I laughed and Grace punched me on the arm.

“So where are you from in the states.”
“Manhattan.”
“Oh my god! I love it there!” I grinned and remembered my trip there and all those amazing people we met.

So yeah, that was how me and Grace met Kyle. Yet its been ¾ years and I’ve still never completely come out. Grace knew back in year 10 but I’ve never told Kyle who is now an incredibly close friend, as I’ve been so scared he’ll reject me. But me and Kyle never talk about relationships and he has never mentioned anything about girlfriends he has had to me ever so that has kept my hopes up of one day dating him. I have fancied him since that day I met him. My obsession has become worse over the years and now I think I’m falling in love with him. Which frankly freaks me out at the fact he might reject me.

“So you ready for Grace’s house party tomorrow?”
“Yeah it’s gonna be awesome.”
“Well I’m staying around hers tonight and I’m gonna help get everything ready but I wanna see you there at 9pm as soon as it starts! Okay, bitch?” I chuckled as really I was totally his bitch.
“Okay, but you’re the bitch, see you then.”
As he got in his shiny black sports car and drove off I sighed.
“RARRR”
I jumped,
“For fuck sake Grace you shitface!!”
“Thanks, well I’ll see you in 25ish minutes back at mine yeah.”
“Sure”
I got in my much less fancy car than Kyle’s and drove slowly back to mine just to wind Grace up. I opened the door and shouted
“HELLO?”
But no one was in. I wrote a note to my mum basically explaining I was staying around Grace’s for the next few nights. I opened the door to my room and packed a duffel bag full of clothes and cleaning shit so I don’t smell. Hahah.

***

As the next few hours sped by we had everything ready and spent most of the night chatting then most of the next day sleeping and eating. Once it got to 7pm I became a nervous wreck as I decided to finally tell Kyle, which what we actually spent most of last night talking about. I was shaking that much I burnt both ears with the straighteners. It was now 8.35pm and I was just finishing straightening my fringe which swung across my forehead and the top of my right eye.
“Marc! Kyle is here!”
“Okay. Grace come here!”
As she came up the stairs I could feel myself welling up with tears.
“FUCKKK”
“What?”
I turned around now with tears falling down my cheeks.
“Shit, come here.”
Grace came up and hugged me. It was much easier hugging her when she was wearing heels but even now she was only 5”5 and me being 6’1 and a bit it was difficult but we managed.
“Go down stairs and have a drink, that will calm you down. Maybe have a shot of vodka.”
“Urghh not after what happened last time.”
We both laughed at the memory of the first time we truly got fucked and ended up passing out in our friends back yard in front of all her older sisters friends.
“Good times” we said at the same time.
I wiped my eyes and made sure it looked like I hadn’t been crying.
“Be right down!!” I shouted “Wish me luck” I whispered to Grace.
“Good luck baby.”
“Thanks”

I walked through the kitchen door and just stopped at how completely stunning Kyle looked. He was wearing the outfit I had brought for him when we went up London after my last pay check from my agency. Thank god for London Fashion Week. He was wearing the slim grey trousers that made his ass look so good with a vivid blue shirt and a black tie. Almost similar to the black kinda shiny skinny trousers, a red and black checked shirt worn with the bottom two buttons done up, the rest worn open with a black tee underneath with black braces and black zip up boots.
“Wow, you look great” we said at the same time.
I laughed nervously.
“Thanks.”
“Are you okay? Your eyes look red.”
He stared into my hazel green eyes. I looked down and blushed.
“Yeah I’m fine, bit of a long night last night. You wanna a drink I fucking need one.” Which to be honest was so true!
I poured myself a huge glasses of the cloudy Smirnoff Ice and added some vodka to make it stronger.
“Wow, you sure want that drink don’t ya?”
“Yeah, I need it. What can I get you?”
“Just a beer please.”
“Wowwiieee, such a big mans drink” I joked and he winked at me making my heart flutter.

***

After a few hours of the party many of our year and mates had turned up and after all these years they all knew each other really well. Most of the girls kept on staring at my Kyle … I mean Kyle. His amazing looks have matured with his age and got him signed with the same agency I’m at now.
“Kyle?”
“Marc?”
“Can I talk to you for a minute? It’s important.”
Everyone around me gave each other the he’s coming out look. Urghhh I hate that look. Grace and my other close friends gave me the good look eyes and off we went up to Grace’s room.
“Sorry about the mess.” I chuckled light heartedly.
“You’ve seen my room, it’s much worse so don’t worry.” He smiled.
As I sat down on Grace’s bed, I patted the spot next to me. I pulled my slim long legs up and crossed them. Kyle was now sitting next to me.
“Hmmm.” I sighed as I pinch the bridge of my nose.
“You okay?”
“I’m nervous to be honest.”
“What’s up?”
“I need to tell you something and I want you to let me finish before you say anything or at worse walk out.”
“Okay” He look genuinely worried now.
“This is so much harder than the other times I’ve had to do this but then I suppose I always knew deep down the others wouldn’t reject me. But I’ve always been scared to tell you the truth. You’re the only guy friend I have and I don’t wanna lose you. I’ve been planning on telling you this since I met you in year 10 but I kept pussying out and never have until now.” I sighed again. “Kyle … I’m gay.” I looked to the floor, then back up to his face. His expression hadn’t changed at all.
“I don’t care. You’re the same person and nothing will change between us, why did you wait so long to tell me?”
He sounded hurt.
“Because there is more.”
“Oh, go on?” He smiled gently and stroked my arm making me feel better that he had accepted the first part.
“When I first met you, well more like when I first saw you I fancied you. Yet as the years have gone on, I suppose those feelings have become stronger and now I think I’ve fallen in love with you.” Again I looked to the floor for 30 seconds but when I looked up Kyle was just walking through the door.
“Where are you going?” I asked on the verge of tears.
“Home.” He said in the coldest voice I have ever heard.
One of the last things I remember that night is breaking down on the floor of Grace’s room. After an hour I stumbled down the stairs with red eyes and wet streams down my cheeks and looked a total state. Many people gasped at my appearance as I come across so strong. I pushed everyone out of the way and found myself a 750ml bottle of vodka and downed the whole thing neat with almost everyone watching. I then walked out of the front door and about a minute later the effects of the vodka had kicked in. Sitting down and the trampoline in Grace’s front yard was one of the last things I remember.

***

As I slowly came around a bright white light was in my face.
“Where am I?” I croaked.
“In the hospital” The nurse quietly spoke to me. “How do you feel?”
“Drained but not hungover, I’ve never been hungover.”
“Well I think you’re friend Grace made the right decision to call an ambulance.”
“Why? What happened?”
“You drank far too much and passed our unconscious on her trampoline and some guy named Kyle put you in the recovery position and waited with you until five minutes ago, we sent him home to get some sleep.”
“Why the fuck was he here? He is the reason I got that pissed. I told him everything. How I’m gay and how I love him and he walked out without saying a word to me!”
I could fell the tears welling up again.
“Well he must care if he spent the whole night here”
“Hmmmm”
Grace just walked through the door.
“Marc! Don’t you ever do that to me again you hear me!”
“Sorry.”
The tears came out this time.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Didn’t you here what happened with Kyle?”
“No, what happened, anything good?”
“If it was good, why would I of drunk almost a litre of vodka to myself? I told him everything Grace, then he simply got up and said he was going home then walked out. I was up in you’re room for an hour broken down on the floor!”
“Well I’m confused because he came back 10 minutes after he must of left because I saw his car driving down the road and he was the one who found you on the trampoline and he was crying when he found you. He thought you was dead or something.”
“I don’t believe you.”

***

I was discharge about two hours later after they made sure I had no traces of booze in my blood. Thank god they didn’t tell my parents that I got that drunk again, but at least I didn’t end up having my stomach pumped last time. Urghhhh. As I walked out of the hospital doors wearing a pair of sweats and a hoodie with the hood worn up and black sunglasses covering now worn out face.
“Marc?”
I turned around to see Kyle. I went up to him and punched him hard in the chest. Tears were streaming down me face.
“It’s was because of you I got like that. I thought you hated me. I thought you wanted nothing to do with me anymore and now you have the nerve to show up and try and act like nothing happened? What the fuck Kyle?
After my little outburst I turned around and threw myself in the Grace’s car and drove away with my phone ringing in my pocket. It was him.

To be continued ...