Chapter 9 Justin waited all of Sunday for Lance to get home from wherever he had run off to. Josh had even left early in the day so that when Lance did arrive he and Justin could talk things out uninterrupted. By nightfall, Justin was beginning to wonder where Lance was. He wanted to see his roommate and talk to him about what had occurred two days prior. Justin tried everything to try and stay awake, but by the time his alarm clock rolled over to midnight his eyes were drooping shut and he was soon asleep. Shortly after one o'clock, Lance opened the door to the room and tiptoed inside. He wasn't ready to face Justin. He had almost not come back to the dorm at all. How do you tell your roommate and your best friend that you were in love with him. Lance put his backpack on the floor and stopped to look towards Justin's bed. Justin was still fully clothed laying on top of the blankets. He had tried waiting up for me. Lance walked over to his dresser and pulled out clean clothes to sleep in. He quickly changed and went over to his bed pulling back the sheets. Just as he laid down, Justin sat up in bed. Justin looked over at the other bed and reached over to turn on the light. "You're back." Lance covered his face with his arm. "Just go to sleep, Justin. It's too late to talk right now." After turning the light back off, Justin threw himself back down on his bed. "Fine. First thing tomorrow we need to talk. There are some things we need to discuss." Lance could almost see Justin pout in the darkness of the room. He almost reached over himself to turn the light back on. If talking tonight would erase that pout. He watched as Justin turned on his side facing him. He could see Justin watching him in the darkness. "Lance?" Lance sighed before responding. "What Justin?" "It doesn't bother me," Justin said before turning away. Lance watched his roommate until his eyes began to close. Maybe things would be okay for them even if they were only friends. Although he wish they could be more. In the morning, Justin woke up first. He knew that Lance's first class wasn't until the afternoon, so he ran over to the little market in the student union and picked them both up breakfast. When he got back to the room, Lance was finishing getting dressed. Justin put down a bag on Lance's desk before walking over to his bed with his own bag. "I got you that coffee you like and a couple of donuts." Lance reached into the bag and pulled out the small breakfast. "Thanks, J." Sitting down at his desk, he took a bite off one of the donuts and took a sip of coffee. When he looked up, he found Justin just sitting there watching him. "What?" "You're gay?" Lance looked down nodding his head. "Listen, I will understand if you no longer want to be my roommate." Justin shook his head. "I meant what I said last night Lance. This is not a problem for me." He laughed before continuing. "Josh always told me my gaydar sucked." Lance couldn't help but laugh along with Justin. "Josh said he had me pegged on the phone." Justin walked over and threw his now empty coffee container in the trash. "Josh was always was good at stuff like that. He always knew he was gay, and he got pretty good at figuring out if others were gay or bi or whatever." Justin walked over to the window and looked out. "Lance, I haven't been completely honest with you either." Lance waited as Justin stood silent looking out the window. He knew whatever Justin was about to tell him was huge. "Whatever it is Justin just tell me. I'll still be your friend." Justin stood still for another moment. "Back about a year ago, Josh and I tried dating. He liked me. I thought I liked him, but it didn't work. We knew each other too well. It was like kissing my brother. Then I got with Britney, and we just went back to being friends." Lance took a moment to digest what Justin had just told him. "So are you gay too?' Justin shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Sometimes I think I am. Sometimes not." Justin walked over and sat back down on his bed. "It's confusing as hell, Lance." BACK MENU NEXT