Warnings: Slash, 1st person POV
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Speedy has a problem.
A/N: This is from Speedy's POV.
I know he knows. He sees me watching from the corner of my eye, noticed my sleepless nights...I hate it. I love it. I don't know what I want anymore.
I'm not gay. I know people who would disagree, but I've only liked two guys, so I don't think I qualify as gay. Or maybe I do. I don't understand anything right now!
He confuses me. I've come so close to telling him so many times, but in the end I always wimp out.
I never used to be scared of anything. But now I'm scared of him, how he might react. What happens if the reaction is a good one...?
For that matter, which one is good?
I don't want to be with him. But I can't tear my eyes away from him, the way he moves.
Maybe I'll tell him someday.