CHAPTER THREE : THE BEGINNING

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                                             BRIAN’S POV                      **************************************************************            My first day of meeting Brandon was at our fresher's orientation class, where we were asked to introduce ourselves, then it was the turn of Brandon and he walked up to the front and all the girls were screaming crazily for him, well I don't blame them thou, the guy is well built and structured well and his ass is well sculpted. I just kept staring at him as he introduced himself as Brandon and, to be honest, that's the only thing I could grasp because my mind wandered off to another world of his own.   After the introduction we were asked to pair into two groups for a game of guess the answer right ad you will a shot of alcohol but guessed it wrong and your partner has to take the shot, and as if the world just loved me, because I was paired with Brandon               " hi guess we are paired together, I am Brandon and you are?."                " hi too, my name is Brian, hum l----let me be honest with you, I I am, I mean I don't know much about this game and I am a light drinker. So if you want to swap me with someone else that would be good, and I know most girls would  be dying top--pair u--up with you.” I replied him, damn I don't know why I found my self stammering, I know he is hot but that doesn't mean I have to fluster and stammer at his presence and what will he think of me. This is just our fresher orientation and I want no one thinking or knowing that I am gay. I need to tighten my self so that I won't be exposed and missing an opportunity to be friends with him   " Okay I understand, well I am not a light drinker and I can hold my intake of alcohol, so you do the answering and I will do the drinking, deal, "Brandon said while he  raised his hand and waiting for me so shake so as to seal the deal      " deal," I said while shaking his hand, I felt my heart beating so fast. wow slow down there mister not so fast, we don't know him, we just met him.      " by the way what dormitory are you, I block A room 6," asked Brandon       " wow same with me too, I can't believe we are roommates" I replied him, this is the faith I guess, I hope I will be able to survive this     " Faith I guessed," Brandon said while  leading me to the round table where the game will take place, does he read minds how does he know I was thinking the same thing, all the same, I just knew I am the luckiest boy alive to have such a handsome roommate     The game went on for hours, with Brandon on the 10th shots of alcohol, I thought the questions were supposed to be about school work since we were all in the same department, I never knew it was the other way round, questions about s*x, m**********n and so on, jeez if I had known this was going to be the questions I would have insisted he find a better partner than me, now the whole department knows that I am a virgin, well thank God I haven't been exposed as a gay, the game which started about 9 pm later ended up at 4 am thank God today is Saturday and no class tomorrow, I placed the right hand of now drunken Brandon across my shoulder as I helped him up and we began our long journey to our dorm, for one thing, I am glad we are roommates because I won't have survived taking him to his dormitory before going to mine. After all, this guy was heavy as f****d. No taxi in sight none at all I struggled with half-asleep Brandon      " Did you make me get drunk on purpose?" asked Brandon removing his hand from my shoulder.      " N-n-no never, why would I?" I stammered why looking at him heads on       " I don't know, because there are a lot of things you should have knowledge concerning a girl even thou you are a virgin, but you failed it all. Making me wonder if you did it on purpose to get me drunk or something or did I offend you with my words?" asked Brandon. Oh no he was getting the wrong idea, I am a gay that's why I don't know those answers, how on earth will I tell him that and how will he look at me from now on knowing he is living with a gay and besides I don't want to lose my roommate because of a misunderstanding       " No you are getting the wrong idea, you didn't offend me its because I am ----" I stopped halfway through the statement        " Because you are what? Go on tell me I won't bite, and I promised to be here for you since we are roommates and now friends, so you can tell me anything?. he reassured me, I felt a little bit confident to open up to him       " I am GAY"         " ............"Brandon was stuttered, he didn't say a word, he just stood there staring at me and it was freaking me out           " yo Brandon say something please anything, I am not in love with you, neither do I have a crush on you, because you are not my type of guy" I definitely lied about not having a crush on him and him not been my speck cause I don't want it to be awkward between us        " I see, to be honest, that came as a surprised but I understand you much better and why you could not answer the question, so now I am convinced you didn't get me drunk on purpose. Now on a serious matter you bruised my ego, how can't I be your type and here I am thinking I was every boy and girl dream man" he said teasing me    " Dream on, now that you are much better, can we hurry up to our dorm. It's freaking cold out here" I said pulling him to work faster                                  BACK TO REALITY                             *******************************************             Brandon was the first person I ever told I was gay , he never treated me differently like some people would, instead he drew me closer, laughed with me,bath together with me sometimes and even share the same bed and clothes with me. He hasn't forgotten my birthday once, he was entirely so different, and thats why i guess the feeling i had for him gradually turned into love, i wasn’t ashamed or scared that I love him , the only thing I am scared of is that he will reject me the moment i tell him I love him and that will make me loose my friend and my roommate, hell no, so I came up with a conclusion to never ever tell him my feeling for him even if it meant hurting and dying in silence. I am willing to remain silent  than loosing some one as important and dear to me.
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