To say that Calum was nervous was a big understatement.

He had no idea what would happen when Michael arrived, he didn't know what the blue haired boy had planned. Calum hoped it had to do something with the kiss but at the same time he wanted to cry when he thought about it.

Everything about liking the thought of kissing his best friend, who was a boy, seemed so wrong to him. But, he already kind of knew that he wasn't straight. He wasn't comfortable with it either, though.

Calum was pacing up and down in his room, chewing on his nails nervously while his heart was pounding against his chest and he felt like fainting when he heard doorbell ring. 

He didn't have the guts to go down and open the door. Calum was too scared that his shaky legs would give up on him and he would fall down the stairs, so he hoped his mom would open the door.

And then he realized; nothing was going to happen. He was getting worked up about nothing.

"Hey Calum," Michael said, suddenly standing in the door frame, smiling is beautiful smile.

And maybe now Calum did have a reason to be worked up.

"H-Hi Michael," he stuttered out and scratched his neck awkwardly, looking at the ground.

And, just like Calum expected, it was really awkward and weird. Michael knew about his somewhat crush now, he knew about how Calum was struggling with his sexuality and it made Calum uncomfortable and nervous.

"Let's sit down on your bed, shall we? I think we should talk a little," Michael suggested as he took off his denim jacket and placed it on Calum's chair, then walked over to the bed.

But, instead of sitting down next to Michael, Calum just stayed where he was, not being able to move.

"I don't -- I don't want to talk. Not about this. It's weird and I feel uncomfortable," he said and almost high-fived himself for not stuttering.

"But you shouldn't. Hey, it's really not weird. If this is who you are then you should feel comfortable with it or else you'll never be completely happy with yourself."

Calum thought about it and then slowly walked over to where Michael was sitting, still a little nervous.

"So you're gay and you have a crush on me, huh?" Michael asked and smirked a little while Calum just tried to hide his face behind his hands.

"I don't know," he mumbled, "Maybe. You're the first boy I had a crush on, I guess. It's weird."

"I think it's flattering. Like, I'm the one who made you realize who you really are. That's great. I would totally put that in my Twitter bio."

Calum scoffed, "No, you didn't help me realize, you just fucked me up big time. You confuse me so much and I hate this. I hate it so much, you have no idea. I don't know if I like like you or if my hormones are just messing with me."

"Don't blame it on the hormones, Calum. I think we both know that you know who you are and what you like," Michael said and it was scary because it was completely true. "You just need to embrace it."

Calum knew he liked boys, he knew for quite a while now. A few weeks maybe. And Calum knew he was kind of into Michael, he figured out it was a serious crush when he caught himself moaning Michael's name while masturbating.

He could feel his face redden at the thought and tried to change the topic.

"Why are you even here?" Calum asked.

"Because," Michael started and took Calum's right hand in his, looking at him directly, "I wanted to help you. Now, let's make one thing clear. I am one hundred percent straight but we can forget about that for a second."

"What are you talking about?"

"You can kiss me, Calum. I'm just trying to help you figure things out, that's all I want. I don't want to see you sad or upset because you're struggling with your sexuality. You said a kiss would help you get this shit together, right? Then kiss me," Michael explained.

Calum knew it would be a mistake. He knew his feelings towards Michael would grow and then fuck him up real quick after the kiss, seeing that Michael was straight and had a crush on his sister.

But, having a crush on someone is almost the same as being drunk. You can't really control what you're doing and you don't care, don't think and just do.

So, Calum took a deep breath when he realized that Michael was slowly leaning in. Calum wanted to stop him but his whole body froze when Michael's nose touched his and he looked at him with his piercing green eyes before closing them, placing his lips on Calum's.

At first both of them didn't move, their lips were just touching a little. But, when Michael locked their lips together and cupped Calum's cheek, Calum let out a shaky sigh and tried to relax, tried to kiss back. 

It was a nice feeling and Calum's heart did a small flip when he felt Michael smile into the kiss. It made Calum feel safe and everything felt right to him. 

When Michael pulled away Calum kept his eyes close and tried to process what just happened. He felt dizzy and maybe this was what being high felt like. He liked it, he liked what Michael did to his body. He liked the goosebumps on his skin, the butterflies in his stomach and just the feeling of Michael being with him.

He loved it.

"Did that help?" Michael asked and Calum didn't know how to answer.

Because, it did help him. It made him realized that, yeah, he was into boys. But, it also made him realize how much he had already fallen for Michael and he didn't know if it was a good or bad sign.

So, Michael didn't really help at all. If, he just caused more problems.

⋆*ೃ:.✧ A few weeks later ⋆*ೃ:.✧

Calum had a bad day and the reason why was Michael.

After talking about this topic for several hours, Calum finally allowed Michael to take out Mali on a date. It hurt to see how excited and happy Michael was about it but Calum couldn't change the fact that Michael was straight and absolutely whipped for his sister.

Today was said date. 

Michael had picked up Mali three hours ago. They were going to a fancy restaurant. Calum told him to take her to one since he knew how much Mali liked to dress up fancy and eat great food. 

And Calum? Well, Calum was lonely and sad.

While watching Baymax he probably ate more than three chocolate bars, that's how sad and frustrated he was about the situation. He just wanted Michael to come back and tell him how horrible the date went and how annoying Mali is.

But, this wouldn't happen and Calum knew that. Mali was a sweetheart and far away from annoying. She was beautiful, kind and funny, just like Michael was. They would be great together.

Calum took another bite of the chocolate bar at the thought of Michael and Mali being a couple and continued watching the cute movie. 

Probably half an hour later it knocked on his door and Michael stepped in. After taking off his jacket and shoes, he let himself fall on the bed and wrapped his arms around Calum's waist.

"Shouldn't you be with Mali?" Calum asked and stopped the movie.

"She didn't want me," Michael simply said and shrugged.

And Calum thought Mali was stupid because, who didn't want someone like Michael?

"Why's that?"

"Because she got annoyed of me constantly talking about you. She said it was a nice date and she thinks that I'm a great guy but I guess I'm just too in love with you for her," he explained and Calum dropped his chocolate, then turned around so he was facing Michael.

"You're straight," Calum stated.

"Say's who?"

"You said that."

"Weeks ago."

"So you changed your mind. Just like that?" Calum asked, a little confused.

"I don't know, man. I'm in a similar position like you were a few weeks ago. I thought I had a crush on Mali but every time I looked into her eyes I saw you and you were the only thing on my mind. You are the only thing I think about for quite a while now. I guess the kiss made me realize something," Michael explained.

"And what is that something?"

But, instead of answering Michael pressed his lips softly onto Calum's, arms still wrapped around his waist while Calum's were now loosely hanging around Michael's neck.

Maybe it took some time for them to finally realize how much in love they were with each other and maybe it took Michael longer than Calum but it was okay, because in the end they ended up together and that was the most important thing.

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I love writing first gay kisses :D

I'm actually really proud of that one *pats own shoulder*

What did you think? Honestly had no idea how to end this so it's kinda weird but that's okay :D