Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

tell him how you feel," Suzie said in a matter-of-fact tone.
    "I can't do that!" Cameron exclaimed.
    "Why not?"
    "Because," Cameron said loudly before dropping his voice low and saying, "because he probably isn't even gay!"
    "Well, you'll never know unless you try."
    "Yeah and then when he punches me for coming on to him and we end up in the principal's office I'll have to explain to my parents what happened and that's just not happening," Cameron said in a huff.
    "Why not?"
    "Suzie, we've been over this," Cameron said with a sigh.
    "I know, I know. You're parents are super conservative blah blah blah . What's the worst that can happen though?"
    "They could cut me off," Cameron said seriously. "Abandon me. Throw me out to the streets in a small, close-minded town with a sign on my back saying faggot ."
    "They're your parents; they have to love you."
    "Have you met my parents? It's better that they don't know until I'm done with high school and college and possibly grad school. Hell, it's better if no one knows," Cameron said sadly.
    Silence fell between them and Cameron raised an eyebrow to the nervous looking Suzie in silent questioning. "My mom knows."
    "What?" Cameron practically shouted before glancing around and dropping his voice to ask, "You fucking told her?"
    "She asked," Suzie explained.
    "And you couldn't lie for me?" Cameron asked with hurt in his eyes.
    "You know I'm a horrible liar."
    "And friend," Cameron muttered under his breath pushing the remains of his pretzel away as his stomach began to feel rather queasy.
    "Thanks," Suzie said sarcastically, obviously hurt by Cameron's comment.
    "I'm sorry," Cameron said with sincerity in his voice. Suzie had been his friend for many years and he knew the relationship between her and her mother was one to envy. They didn't keep secrets from each other and were incredibly close without being creepy best friends. So it shouldn't have been a surprise that, when asked, Suzie would tell her mother the truth. "It just..."
    "I know."
    With a sigh, Cameron nervously asked, "What did she say?"
    "She just asked if you are gay," Suzie said simply. "I said you are but you aren't out yet and she said that's what she figured."
    "Did she seem," Cameron began before pausing to take a breath, "angry?"
    "No," Suzie said thoughtfully. "She still loves you. She did say it was pretty obvious though."
    "Great," Cameron said leaning his head into his hand.
    "Yeah," Suzie said optimistically. "Maybe your parents already know and they just don't know how to approach you."
    "Maybe," Cameron said thinking about his parents. "Probably not. They still think my favorite color is blue."
    "When the hell was your favorite color blue?"
    "Second grade," Cameron said as the bell rang to end their lunch period.
    ****
    "Hey," Morgan said as Cameron entered the back room of the band suite.
    "Hi," Cameron said with surprise, pausing in the doorway. Morgan rarely even looked up when Cameron walked into the room so for him to acknowledge him twice in one day felt incredibly lucky.
    "Here," Morgan said setting his guitar down and walking over to Cameron's locker. "Let me get that for you."
    "Um, thanks," Cameron said, his voice a little breathy as he took in Morgan's figure with lust coursing through his mind.
    "No problem," Morgan said opening the locker and moving slightly to the side for Cameron to have access to it.
    Flushing a bit, Cameron moved to get his clarinet out of his locker but found himself in Morgan's arms, their lips merely a breath apart.
    In shock, Cameron opened his mouth to say something but was silenced by Morgan's eager kiss. Melting into the touch, Cameron draped his arms around Morgan's neck and kissed back with all the need and longing he had felt since they had first met.
    "Oh Morgan," Cameron moaned, breaking the kiss as he gave into the feeling of Morgan's rough guitar calloused fingers brushing across the area just above his hip beneath his t shirt.
    "God I love it when you say my name with those pretty lips of yours," Morgan whispered into Cameron's ear sending shivers down his spine.
    Slowly, Morgan slid his hand around to the small of Cameron's back which arched in response grinding them closer together. Cameron's breath caught in his throat as Morgan lighted a gentle kiss on his collar bone and started making his way back towards his mouth, spending extra time in the hollows of his neck.
    "Class is over," Morgan whispered against Cameron's skin.
    "What?" Cameron