I stare at Zach, smiling and admiring his sharp features. How a man is so handsome like Zack? I have no clue. He is funny, very handsome, and ever since I saw him on the first day of our freshman year of high school, I’ve had a huge crush on him. It confused me at first and I tried to ignore it, but I kept thinking of him and having those dreams of him. Oh god, why is he so cute? He’s straight, so I have no chance with him. He’s all I think about. When he came to sit with me today for lunch, my heart fluttered.

“Michael! Earth to Michael! Are you there? Do I need to give you a hard smack on the head?” Zack teases me.

I blush and look away. “Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts,” I mumble.

“What type of thoughts? Were they of me and how sexy I am?” Zack jokes.

I smirk and look at him in the eyes and say, “Maybe.”

Zach chuckles and I smile. He’s so cute when he laughs. I catch myself staring at Zack’s lips. Before I look away, Zack catches me. My eyes widen and I look away quickly.

“Michael, were you staring at my lips just now?” Zack asks.

I shake my head. “N-no, sir,” I say.

“Yes, you most certainly were,” Zack says.

“No I wasn’t, Zack. I wasn’t staring at my Zacky’s lips,” I blurt. I realize what I said. Zack’s eyes widen and I blush. I get up quickly and race to the men’s restroom. I lock myself in one of the stalls.

Why did I say that? I don’t even have a chance. He won’t ever return my feelings. I need to stop trying, but I’m in too deep. I want him so badly.

I start to silently cry. I’m depressed and confused. I think of all the times just looking at how happy Zack was made me happy. I stop crying and wipe away my tears. Someone enters the bathroom. I get out of the stall and see Zack. My eyes widen and I try to run out, but Zack grabs my wrist.

“We need to talk,” Zack says quietly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that! I-It just c-came out and I-I didn’t know what to do so I ran in here. I don’t have anything against you, it’s just that you’re so handsome and funny and nice and I think I have a crush on you, but you’re straight and I know I don’t have a chance with you and I’ve told myself over and over again that I need to get over you, but I just can’t! Every time you seem to be happy, it makes me happy and I know that you probably can’t return my feelings and I’m not going to try but my mouth betrayed me!” I blurt and start to cry.

Zack takes a few seconds to absorb everything I blurted. He just shakes his head and smiles. He hugs me and I hug him back. I cry on his shoulder. “Oh Michael. Don’t be sorry. I thought it was cute. To be honest, I’ve been questioning my sexuality lately because...” Zack doesn’t finish his sentence.

I look up at him. “Because why?” I ask.

“Nothing,” he replies and wipes away my tears, causing my cheeks to turn scarlet. He looks at my cheeks and smiles. “Are you blushing because I touched your face?” He teases.

I smile and nod. Zack chuckles lightly. I stop crying and Zack wipes away my remaining tears. We both smile at each other. My heart skips several beats as he brushes a kiss onto my cheek and my whole face turns scarlet. He chuckles and shakes his head. He walks out of the bathroom and I stand there in the bathroom for a minute, shocked that’s Zack kissed my cheek. I smile widely with giddiness.