Lance.
This is the beginning of fighting.
I am demanding and forceful but he seems to like it. We have never kissed with so much desperation before. This time I am not kissing him because I am going to lose him. I am kissing him because I choose to fight. At this moment, I know what I have to do.
Ford won't make any move.
He will try to push me away until I decide to stay away and I can't let that happen. The solution to getting him is to pester him. Be all in his face and fight for him. Let him know that there is no giving upon him. He thinks I will just listen to his cowardice words and let him make the decisions for both of us?
There is no way I will do that.
I am here to stay.
I don't want to be his brother.
I don't just want to be his friend.
I want to kiss him every day.
I want to fuck him right now.
