Easton Pov
I was groaning, rolling back and forth on top of my bed, grabbing the sides of the blanket to cover over myself. I kissed him, I did it. f*****g stupid. I made myself look so stupid. I told him I wasn’t going to kiss him, and he had that arrogant smirk on his face like he knew I was lying. He knew I knew I was lying. f**k it, I always want to kiss him, always have. These feelings, they’re suffocating me. It’s too much, so much...I wasn’t sure I’d be able to last the month like this. I could just hear my younger self cheering and rolled myself more into the comforter, back and forth, trying to disappear underneath it. Why...Why was it that good? I had a boyfriend, for like a week after I came out. We kissed, that was about it. Nothing big, nothing serious. I think others tho
