Was I Gay? Was I straight? I just didn’t know anymore. Reece had taken me to that gay bar. And all I felt was uncomfortable. Maybe I needed to go by myself. After all last time I had an entourage (not really what I had planned). So it’s decided, I would go alone. Tonight.

Tonight came quicker than I thought. I was standing in front of my mirror. Standing in a pair of black jeans and a black shirt. Hannah always said I looked a million dollars in black. All I felt was fifty pee. I crept down the stairs quietly; I didn’t want my sisters to start asking 20 questions. My hand lightly touched the doorknob when a voice called.

“Where do you think your going, in your best clothes” Mercedes called. “Got a hot date.”

“Aww have you?” my mum called.

“No, I’m gong to a party, one of the boys at football clubs having, don’t wait up.” I muttered quickly not bothering to hear an answer. I left the house and made it over to the bar. I was nervous. Actually nervous isn’t the word, try terrified.

I got to the club. The bouncer let me in, must have recognised me from the night before. The club was crowded as usual. I went to the bar and ordered a drink. Then I settled myself into a corner and just watched people pass by. Many of the songs I heard I knew, if I was with Craig, or Hannah I would be dancing. (John Paul this is not a time to think about Craig.) I just sat watching people laughing, people talking. Until a voice towered over my thoughts.

“Is this seat taken, everywhere else is full.” A young boy the same age as me said. He was standing above me. He was around 6ft 2 with dark hair spiked up. He was wearing a white shirt with baggy faded jeans. I looked up at him a nodded.

“Sure.” I mumbled.

“First time.” He asked.

“Yeah sort of, last time I came all my sisters followed me.” I mumbled.

“I know how you feel, I have 3 sisters and my dad moved out.” He laughed nervously. “It’s my first time, came out last week.”

“Same.” I said. “But mine was difficult.”

“How?” he said blushing, he then followed by saying. “You don’t have to tell me, you don’t even now my name, which is by the way Harry. I’m sorry if that was to bold.”

“No, it’s fine, and I’m John-Paul. Most of my school know the story, I fell for my best friend, and at one of our school dances we both got very drunk. And I ended up kissing him, he’s been Ignoring me ever since.

“I’m sorry.” Harry mumbled. “Mine was simple, which I’m glad about.”

We sat in silence occasionally sipping our drinks. Then Harry started tapping the table with his fingertips. “Would you like to dance?” he asked casually. He looked up at me.

“Yeah sure.” I muttered nervously. I followed Harry to the dance floor. He started to dance, eyes locked with mine as we danced in front of each other.

“Did any of the boys at school talk about a party?” Mercedes asked.

“No I thought all the other boy’s hated him at the moment.” Michaela said.

“Maybe he’s gone out by himself, he is allowed to.” Tina suggested, she’d already guessed where he’s gone and didn’t want them to ruin it for him again.

“I know where he’s bloody gone!” Mercedes shouted.

“Yeah……where has he gone?” Carmel asked.

“He’s gone back to that bloody gay bar.” Mercedes shouted. She quickly got up and grabbed her coat.
“Ooh, are we going there again, I loved it there.” Carmel said.

“Just to check on him.” The mum said. “We can’t let him know were there.”

“That’ll be hard, with bimbo over here.” Jacqui said pointing at Carmel who was already dancing.

Harry was good looking; His well-toned chest looked well against his tightly fitted white top. I was attracted to him, maybe I am gay after all; his blue eyes were locked on mine as we danced. I felt myself moving closer to him. He was smiling at me now. I was smiling back at him. I wasn’t nervous anymore. Not now I knew Harry was new at all this as well as myself. A quicker up-tempo music fell around my ears. Two guys pushed past Harry, and he fell forward into me.

“Sorry.” He said blushing. His hands were round my waist.

“Hey that’s what were here for aren’t we.” I said laughing. He smiled. He started to dance his hands still round my waist. I didn’t want him to move his hands it felt nice. With no intention my arms ended up round his neck. We were still smiling at each other. He leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“I’ve never done this before” he whispered resting his head on my shoulder.

“That makes to of us.” I whispered making sure he could hear me. He looked up at me gob smacked.

“Really? But your so sure of yourself, your so confident.” He mumbled his hands still round my waist.

“You’ve made me more confident.” I muttered running my hands through his hair.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment” he said taking his head of my shoulder and smiled.

The up-tempo music finished and a slow love song filled the club. Many people grabbed there partners and started to dance. We both looked at each other and blushed.

“Will you dance with me?” he said smiling.

“Thought you’d never ask.” I said laughing. My hands ventured down his back and fell to his waist. His hands were still round my waist. His head fell back on his my shoulder I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I swayed self-consciously to the music. And soon the thoughts of Craig left my mind and all I wanted to think about was Harry.

They entered the bar. Carmel jumped up and down and giggled.

“Aww they’re playing a slow love songs.” Carmel giggled. All the others rolled their eyes.

“Look in all the corners. He’ll be sitting away from everyone.” The mum said. Everyone panned out. Tina stood over the dance floor on a sort of balcony. She smiled to herself. She’s found john-Paul. Jaqui joined Tina by her side.

“He looks happy don’t he?” she said looking down at him dancing. She looked at Tina’s shocked face. “Oh come on, your not the only one with perfect vision.”

“I just hope the others don’t ruin it for him.” Tina said. Looking down at john Paul who was laughing and so was the boy he was dancing with.

“If they do, it will be the last thing they ever do.” Jaqui said smiling.

10 minutes later everyone joined Tina and Jaqui by the entrance.

“He’s not here.” Mercedes said.

“Yes he is.” Tina and Jaqui said smiling. They raised there fingers to there lips and with there other hand pointed down to the dance floor where Harry and Him where dancing. Carmel started jumping up and down clapping her hands and giggling.

“Where the hell are john-pauls hands.” Mercedes said shocked.

“Oh shut up, look how happy he is.” Jaqui snapped.

Everyone stood their and watched John-Paul and Harry dancing and laughing.

The song finished and we just stood staring at each other. Harry leaned forward and brushed my lips with his own. I responded to the kiss. My hands tightened round his waist and we stood kissing. If I’d bothered to look up I would of seen Jaqui and Tina stood there smiling like Cheshire cats. Mercedes looking like she’s seen a ghost. Carmel still jumping up and down clapping. And my mother looking down at me a proud look on her face. I pulled away from Harry and stood there smiling. Harry leaned in to whisper.

“I think we should get out of here, there are to many gay guys in tank tops staring at us.” he laughed. I took his hand and he followed me off the dance floor we climbed the stairs. And there stood all my family. And I really was far too happy to care. I simply just smiled and nodded and pushed past them. After we got outside I turned to Harry.

“Well, your place or mine?” I asked