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Disclaimer: This story is fictional. Some of the things that happened or will happen with Harry and Jasper, especially in the high school scene, are bits and pieces of my life. Parts of the character are fictional as well. All other characters were made up and any similarities are just coincidental. This is gay romance between teenage boys, there may be sex, but for the most part, it's about their true love of each other so if that offends you, please discontinue reading. Also, if it is illegal for you to read such material, you have been warned.
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The One And Only You - Feeling Of Love 1
Harry
The alarm clock had sounded and I slammed hard to shut it out. I took a glanced at the time, and sighed as it was already time to wake up and prepare for school. Still feeling sleepy, I stretch, yawned, forcing myself to rise and walked out of the bedroom towards the bathroom in the hall way. Along the way, I grabbed my towel and clean boxer from the drawers.
After a refreshing cold shower, yes I do love taking a cold shower to jolt me up from my sleepiness, I walked back to my room with only a towel wrapped around my waist. Just then, my cell phone began buzzing with a call from my best friend, Jasper. I pressed the answer button and spoke, "Hey, Jasper, what's up buddy?"
"Nothing, man. Just want to hear your voice." his voice was sweet as ever and I love listening to it.
"Okay, but why?" I questioned him with a grinned on my face. I knew that he would not be able to see it but I still grinned widely.
"I miss you, bro." Is it for real? He has been saying a lot of sweet things to me lately and had acted more lovingly towards me and he was not shy in showing it. It did not felt weird at all as it felt so natural and comfortable.
Our friends had thought we were dating seeing us flirting with each other. He would lean his head on my shoulder when we are sitting and intertwined his fingers with mine. Occasionally, he would grab my arm while walking.
I'll always wonder if he is for real or he just wanted to tease our friends like what we usually do, where we would be hugging or even giving small pecks on each other cheeks just for the fun of it and seeing the disbelieved faces.
Do I like it? No. I love it.
"I'll be there soon to fetch you Jasper." I reminded him of the appointment.
"Great, Harry and I will be waiting for you outside the apartment." Jasper assured me.
"See you then." I hung up the hand phone and continued to get ready dressing up for school. I looked at myself at the long mirror hanging by the door to admire and making sure everything was perfect. For who you might ask. No one else, but Jasper.
Once I am sure all was set, I grabbed my motorcycle helmet and keys and silently trying to slip out the main door without making too much noise, but I'm caught red handed by my mom.
"Harry, don't you want any breakfast?" Mom hollers from the kitchen. I am sure she has a sensitive ear.
"I'm not hungry mom! Furthermore, I am already late to fetch Jasper," I replied, hollering back to mom.
"Ride safely, Harry," she replied nonchalantly as I guessed she doesn't want to argue with me this early in the morning.
I've reached Jasper's place on time as usual and saw him leaning against the wall, looking dashing as always. His dirty blond hair that was set perfectly styled, compliments his beautiful brown eyes. His set of dimple on his cheeks, make him looking so cute with his school uniform hugging his body tightly. It clearly shows his defined lean and muscular body. I can even imagine his treasure trail of light hair trailing down from the navel to his family jewels.
Damn, I am in love with my best friend.
Only if he knows! Only if he knows!
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