Chapter 10 Lance wanted to walk over and console the confused young man sitting across from him, but stayed in his chair. He remembered all too well what it felt like to wonder about who you liked "that" way. It had taken him a long time himself to finally admit he was gay, so he could understand where Justin was at right now. Lance looked up at the clock over his desk. When he saw it was already noon, he silently cursed. He had to go to class, but he didn't want to leave Justin now when he needed him. Lance sighed and looked back at Justin. He was still standing by the window looking out at all the people walking back their dorm. "You all right, Justin?" Justin turned  towards Lance with a blank look on his face. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to think things out again." Lance remembered Josh telling him that Justin liked to things through, so instead of pushing Justin to talk, he grabbed his backpack and got ready for class. Before leaving the room, he turned back towards Justin. "Justin if you ever need to talk about stuff I'm here. I've been where you are. I know what it is like." Without waiting for a response, Lance left the room. Justin watched as the door closed and watched Lance as he walked in front of the building before running over to the phone and dialing a familiar number. When the phone was answered on the third ring, he didn't even both with hello. "Josh, I talked to Lance." "Well, hello to you too, Justin." Justin flopped on his bed. "Fine, hello, happy?" Josh laughed. "Yeah, so what did you two talk about? Did you tell him everything?" Justin sighed. "I told him something, but no not everything." "Damn it, Justin. how much did you tell him?" "Well, I told him about us, and then Brit, and that I was confused." "But you didn't tell him..." Justin sat up. "No Josh I didn't tell him I thought he was hot. I didn't tell him that I was glad Britney and I broke up. How do you tell someone that?" "You just do it." "But, Josh, I can't be gay. It goes against everything I was ever raised to believe. Plus, how many gay basketball players do you know?" "Justin, okay. First off, yes you were raised knowing that being gay was a sin. But so was I, and if I remember correctly so was Lance. Lance and I are both okay with it. You have to do what you want to do with your life, and not let another person's beliefs dictate how you live your life. If being with a guy makes you happy, then do that. As far as the basketball thing goes, don't worry about it. I am pretty sure that there are gays in every sport played out there. They just don't wear a t-shirt "Hey, I'm gay!" Just do what makes you happy, Justin." "Thanks, Josh. I guess I have a lot to think about." "One more thing, Justin, I think you and Lance would make a cute couple." "Josh, stop. Just because Lance is gay does not mean we could end up as a couple. I'm his friend and roommate. That is all he sees me as." "Justin, if that is all he saw you as, why didn't he tell you he was gay from day one. Just think on that. I'm here if you need me." "Okay. Listen I'm going to go now. Lance should be back from class soon." "Just tell him. Things will be fine if you do. Trust me." "Yeah, we'll see."  Justin turned towards the window just in time to see Lance come into view. Justin watched  Lance as he walked with his head down. He could tell from the look on his face Lance was deep in thought. He wondered what Lance was thinking about. Lance looked up towards their window for a brief moment before continuing on. Was Lance thinking about him? Could Josh be right? Could there could be an "us" for Lance and I? I should just tell him what I think of him. That I love his green eyes and his spiky hair is sexy. What is the worse he could do? As Lance disappeared into the building, Justin sighed and lay back on his bed. Maybe I will tell him. I just hope he doesn't laugh at me. BACK MENU NEXT