Random Facts

Another rememberable fact was the one he told me on my 15th birthday...it might have just been what happened that day though.

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It was my birthday and Harrison was supposed to be coming over to spend the night and I was pretty excited. He was bringing his X-Box and my mom had given us permission to stay up as late as we wanted (which was a really big deal for me at that point)!

He showed up a little before lunch and greeted my mom with an excited exclamation of "An average cell phone has more germs than a toilet!" and you could practically hear the overly happy grin on his face. She simply laughed and told him I was waiting for him in the living room.

I heard his foot steps stomping across the floor and a bang as he hit the wall when he missed the doorway, the bang was followed by a soft whimper and a thud.

I walk out towards the noise and see him sprawled on the floor, his hand holding his head as he grumbles quietly to himself.

"You are such an idiot Harr..." I chuckle and his eyes widen when he sees me.

"A giraffe has the same amount of bones in its neck as a human!" He exclaims randomly, his eyes bright and innocent.

I shake my head and sigh softly but I can't help the smile on my face as I hold my hand out to him. I help him up and we head off towards my room, me partially listening to him as he talks about something he had read online about goblin sharks.

About an hour later and we are both sat on my bed watching some movie that I don't actually know the name of but he insisted we watch anyway. At this point in the movie the main characters were having a rather...intense make out session and he was giggling like an idiot the whole time while I'm pretty sure I was blushing like a little girl.

"Did you know that approximately 1 million germs are swapped during a kiss?" He asks suddenly, a slightly thoughtful look on his face as he looks at me.

"No Harrison...no I did not know that...but I do know that the lips are actually the most sensitive part of the human body!"

"Only because I told you that last week!" He squawks and I laugh loudly making him pout at me.

"Have you ever kissed anyone before Dixon?" Harrison asks softly after a few moments of pouting.

I raise an eyebrow at him before nodding “Yeah, of course I have.”

"Oh..." He whispers, a small frown on his lips as he turns back to the movie.

"Why? Haven't you?" I ask, not liking the frown on his usually smiling lips.

He shakes his head and my eyes widen "Why not? Like literally every girl in our grade likes you!"

"But I don't like them..." He shrugs.

"But they're hot! How can you not like them?"

"Because I don't find them attractive! I don't like girls okay! I'd rather kiss a guy..."

It was my turn to frown and he flinches at the look on my face "I'm sorry..." He whines when I simply sit there and frown at him.

"Don't be...you can't help that you're gay..." I manage to say eventually and a tiny, barely there smile makes its way onto his face. "So...are there any guys you like?" I ask hesitantly.

He blushes darkly and he shrugs in a way the clearly says he does but that he isn’t willing to tell me about it "Maybe...but I can't tell you!"

"Why not?"

"Because it's weird..." He whines.

"Is it Brody?" I ask and he shakes his head "Tyden?" Another shake "Um...that weird Mikey kid that still holds hands with his brother?"

"No! And Mikey isn’t weird...he’s my friend..."

"Do I know him?" He nods at that "Is he a friend of mine?"

"Kind of I guess..." He mutters.

"Darryn?" once again he shakes his head "I don't have any other friends!" I huff.

"If I tell you you have to promise not to freak out on me okay?" He sighs and I nod eagerly. "I like you Dixon...a lot..." He mumbles and once again I freeze up and just stare at him.

"Dix?" He asks hesitantly when I don't reply and I can tell he is about to cry because his bottom lip is trembling and his hands are starting to shake.

"You like me?" I ask slowly and he nods shakily. "Meaning you want to kiss me?" He nods again, slowly inching toward the edge of my bed.

When I realize that he looked to be ready to leave I do something that clearly shocks us both. I shoot up and grab his face between my hands, smashing my lips against his passionately.

His hands move up and push me away from him and he stares wide eyes at me "What the hell Dixon?!" He asks shakily, a looks of pure confusion on his face.

"You said you wanted to kiss me and I never said I didn't want to kiss you..." I mumble and I can see a small smile fighting it’s way onto his face.

"You wanted to kiss me?"

"I wouldn't have done it if I didn't..." I scoff and he laughs.

"Does that mean you don't hate me?"

"I couldn't hate you if I wanted to...you are much to cute for that..."

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That was our first kiss and definitely not our last and I learned that I'm basically pressing a toilet seat to my face when I use my phone...