WHO; Dean Urquhart and Samuel Harper.
WHEN; After class.
WHERE; Out around Hogwarts.
SUMMARY; Sam agrees on meeting Dean and try to work their friendship out.
RATING; PG-13, for words.
STATUS; Incomplete.
When Sam was walking down the stairs to the Entrance Hall, his mind wasn't really thinking only happy thought about having to meet Dean now again, he wanted to meet him, more than anything and anyone, but at the same time he felt weird. He had admitted to him that he had fallen for him now instead, and it was all so weird, because now he knew that he didn't like him. It had been so much easier when he was sure Dean liked him more than a friend to like him back, now it just felt weird and all he wanted was to be straight. Maybe he really was straight anyway, all of this might only have been a experiment, he only wanted to check out how it was to be with another guy, and it had been better than he thought, he had to admit that, and maybe even better in a way than being with a girl, new things always made him feel better, trying something new, whatever it was, so maybe it had just been that, that was why it had felt better with a guy than a girl.. Yeah, that must be it. Sam thought as he got down from the last stair to the Entrance Hall, he stopped at the bottom of the stairs for a while and then began chewing on his bottom lip and playing the buttons in his shirt, still wearing his school uniform and feeling like he wanted to just rip it off, like most times after a while day full of classes he just wanted to mostly fall a sleep in.. But he couldn't do that now. No, meeting Dean now was awkward and weird enough, being naked would make it even more so..
Dean had not arrived yet, he notice as he looked around and went over to stand in one of the corner, watching the people walking past him now and then, some of them stared at him, curious on what he was doing there, but he just got his hands down his pockets, leaning against the closest wall and waited for Dean to show up. He was getting a bit used to all the staring, he usually did like staring and being the center of things, but for things he liked that was good for him, not bad like this.. And he really did hate this kind of attention he was getting, everybody whispering and talking about him behind his back, he just wanted to hide until it was all over, but that so wasn't his style, at all.. He hoped Dean would show up soon however, he didn't like just standing there, letting them watch him, like a fucking monkey in a cage at Zoo or whatever. But at the same time he wished Dean wouldn't come soon, because to tell the truth he was so fucking nervous he could throw up.. Was this how it felt to see someone in class you were in love with, wait for them and feel like you wanted to see him all the day, but still not? Must be, Sam had never really been in love before, and now well.. it was sorta like a first crush or love.. Which made him wish he could like only girls even more.. because he was not gay, he just wasn't..
