Chapter 24

Soon enough, Zak is in my arms and all my worries go away. I've noticed that Zak does that a lot. Whenever he is around he always calms me down and makes me feel safe. That's what I love about him.-TW: Homophobic language.

I wake up the next morning, Zak still cuddled in my arms. Wow. I could really get used to waking up to this every morning.

His hair is all ruffled and adorable. I stroke his head and lean my head back. I cant help but smile.

How did I get so lucky?

"Darryl! Get your ass down here!" Marco yells at me from downstairs and I shake. I can tell my fathers lack of manners woke up Zak as he started to make some mumbling noises.

I sigh and climb out of bed. "ddaarryyyllll...!" Zak says, signalling that he wants me to get back in bed. "I have to go see my father. I'll be back in a second." I say as I walk out my room and close the door behind me.

I stroll downstairs and I'm met with my father, let me tell you.. he doesn't look happy. "Why the fuck did I walk into your room to see you cuddling with the other boy!?" He reamed at me and I suddenly get anxious.

"I- uhh.. Zak said he was cold and wanted a blanket but there wasn't one I'm my room and I didn't want to get out of bed so I just let him use my body heat.." I lied, not wanting to out myself. "Oh. I see. Sorry for assuming. I know you'd never like another male." Marco scoffs. "Yeah.. right.." I say.

"So, is that all father?" "Yep. Go back upstairs to your friend." He replies. I nod slightly and turn around, walking up the stairs.

I enter my room to see Zak still in the same position he was in before I left. "Come back to bed, darling." He says, picking up his left hand and trying to grab mine but I was too far away.

I walked back to the door and closed it, making sure my father didn't see or hear what I was about to do..

But oh my god. If only I knew that I hadn't locked it...

I walked over to my bed and climbed on top of the black-haired sleepy male. I pressed my lips against his. This time, I was the first one to enter my tongue, and I didn't regret it.

Zak then pushed me onto my back so now he was on top, never losing my lips in the process. We both closed our eyes and wished away every single worry in our mind.

Well.. until...

"Hey Darryl. Can you wa-" Marco walked into the room and immediately saw me and Zak making out on my bed.

I instantly pushed Zak off me and wiped my lips with my palm. I sat up and looked at my father. "I-I can explain.." I say, trying to hold back my tears when I saw the disgusted look Marco had on his face."YOU'RE GAY? WHAT THE FUCK, SON. I DID NOT RAISE A GAY BOY!" He screamed at me, his eyes full of pure rage.

"No! No no not at all..!" I lie, trying to salvage our good father and son bond. "DON'T LIE TO ME, BOY." He says. "I-..." I have no idea how to respond.

I've been caught. I'll have to come clean now. I know I'm going to regret it, but what choice do I have?

I climb out of my bed, Zak still sitting in it. I grab Zak's hand and pull him out of bed, gently standing him up beside me. I hold Zak's hand up to my father. "I have feelings for him, father." I say, closing my eyes shut.

I can feel Zak's head on my shoulder, he can tell I'm a nervous wreck right now. Not my best look, I'll be honest.

"What." Is all my father says.

I look up to him, our eyes lock and a shiver goes down my spine. "I'm sorry father. I cant help it.. This is who I am." I say, trying to calm Marco down. "BEING GAY IS A CHOICE! AND YOU MADE THE WRONG ONE!" Marco shouts as he points to Zak.

"Hey hey hey. Calm down. That's your son you're talking to. Yes, he's gay. He can't control it! But you can control your reaction, so make the right choice and support your son." Zak says, taking a step forward.

I blush at the sight of Zak protecting me, it shows how much of a gentlemen he is. Although, I don't think my father would agree.

"Get out of my house."

"What? Father no. He's not leaving. I want him here." I said, folding my arms. This is the first time I've stood up to my father, but Zak was worth it. "This is my house. And I don't want him in it." My father said, also folding his arms.

It was like we were lions, fighting for territory and only one would win.

"Fine. Then we'll leave." I scoff. "'We'?" My father says, confused. "Yes. We. If you're going to kick him out, both of us are leaving." I say as I give Zak a little kiss on the cheek.

"No no. That's not happening. Darryl you're grounded." Marco says, rolling his eyes at Zak. He makes me so furious inside. How dare he treat Zak this way. How dare he.

"We're leaving. And we're not coming back until you accept us. Goodbye father." I say as I brush past Marco, still holding Zak's hand and leading him.

As we walk down the stairs, Zak says "Darryl! What are you doing?" "I'm standing up for myself and you!" I say, unlocking the front door. "Darryl stop!" Zak says as he holds my hands and keeps me inside. "What? I thought you'd want me to leave after the way he was treating you." I say, confused."It's not about what I want or how the way he was treating me. That doesn't matter. He's YOUR father and you need to go upstairs and talk to him. I'll just go home for now and I'll see you tomorrow at school." Zak says, smiling at me.

Zak gently kissed my lips, making me want more. I push Zak against the door and kiss him enchantedly. "Don't start something you can't finish, darling." Zak says as he pulls out of our kiss. I smirk and take a step back.

"Okay. I'll go and talk to my father. Thank you for convincing me to do this." I say as I wrap my arms around Zak's body.

Zak says his goodbyes and then opens my door. He blows me a kiss before he leaves and closes the door behind him. And now I'm left here, alone in my thoughts. What do I do?

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