Stargazing

                                    

                                          
AUTHORS NOTE: Hi guys, I am so sorry for the delay! I've been grounded for awhile but I finally got my devices back. Just a little note that with my time away I might of forgotten some details. I've read over the last five chapters and tried to recover some knowledge but if there is any mistakes or inconsistencies in things about the gaybos I apologise in advance! Enjoy!
And so, the night went on.
Over their dinner, Alejandro and Noah talked about everything. Just as Noah suggested. One thing led to another. What started as Alejandro talking about José and Antonio escalated on to Carlos, his time at school, and everything else. Meanwhile, it took a long time for Noah to open up. The young man was stuck, listening to all these things with curiosity. What was he even supposed to talk about? 
He could try opening up about his life at home. Not that it was bad, but sometimes, having all those siblings was hard. Being one of the oldest, and the only man in the house, it was mostly Noah helping around the house at all times. In a way, he was somewhat glad he moved out, even if he missed his siblings and mother dearly. Luckily, they had been in contact. But really, there wasn't anything extraordinary for him to say about himself. 
Unless of course, he talked about his current feelings. But no, he could never do that. If Noah spoke about his fear and dread to Alejandro that was currently possessing his mind and just another reason to shrivel up into a prune, he could only expect the worst. Sure, he knew Alejandro was gay now, and that was still a surprise. But expressing these feelings would mean being honest about the past, and admitting that their split-up was more a deep stab in the gut than what it seemed to be to Al. Which, to him, it seemed to be just a small prick in the side. Painful, but nothing he couldn't get over.
It had been so much more to the thin, Indian boy. And if he expressed this, would Noah have to admit he was scared of falling in love with Alejandro again? Every day, it got worse. With the small tingles every time they touched, the close bonding doing nothing but remind him of World Tour. It was daunting that he knew, on the path he was on, that desperate, young and passionate love was sure to grow back on him. It was like a bacteria you could never seem to quite kill. Instead it festered and resprouted from the tiny, insignificant part still lurking in the back of his mind.
Plus, even if it was reciprocated, it hurt him that he still wouldn't be sure. Noah would be so hesitant about trusting Alejandro. After everything. The comforting, the bond, the heartfelt conversation they had just shared and that was now being silenced. Alejandro had stopped talking about five minutes ago and had been focused on his food. And now he knew it had a chance to be reciprocated.
At that moment, Noah's eyes widened. The honestly of Alejandro's sexuality would of been fine, had it not been admitted to the bookworm. And especially not now, after the realisation struck.
Now his feelings could be reciprocated.
Did that make it better or worse?
"Is something wrong?" Alejandro asked kindly, snapping Noah out of his thoughts. The spanish mans voice was gentle and his hand brushed against the Indian's in a somewhat affectionate manner. Noah looked up, shaking his head softly as he caught his breath.
"No no, I'm okay. Just had a strange thought. That's all." The bookworm sighed out, chuckling softly. Looking into Alejandro's eyes just triggered more thoughts that he did not want to get into right now. 
"You seem to have a lot of those." Alejandro chuckled, his face lighting up with curiosity. "You still haven't told me about yourself. I'm curious. One cannot be so interesting without an interesting past."
"Don't get all philosophical." Noah chuckled awkwardly. How come every time he felt happy around Alejandro, it only lasted for a few precious moments? "I guess there isn't really much to talk about. I have eight sisters, so that's interesting."