Camp Closeted novel Chapter 31

I unwrapped the thick towels around me as I was slightly shocked at the air not being too cold.

The night began to take over as darkness loomed over the sky. Luckily enough, piercing moonlight reflected off of the gorgeous black lake, offering us some light.

Jesse's muscular arms flexed as he rowed the boat with ease. "Micah." He let out my name smoothly.

"Ya?"

"Do you like scary movies?"

"Hm." I took a quick pause. I quickly shook my head. "Not really. I've always been easily scared as a kid, and I still am." I sighed, never getting used to his random questions that came out of nowhere. "Why?"

Jesse all of a sudden stopped paddling and his smile diminished, his eyes freakishly stabbing at me, causing me to tense back away. "Because I'm about to kill you." His voice was monotone.

My eyes immediately widened. "Wha-Jesse." My voice cracked.

He all of a sudden cracked out a loud laugh. "You're right, you are easily scared."

"Don't do that!" I nervously let out. "Are you into horror or something?"

"Favorite genre." He adorably smirked, only the sounds of his rowing filled our ears. "I used to watch it all the time with my dad before I got kicked out." His sharp jawline clenched.

I sheepishly spoke again, not being able to contain my curiosity. "Kicked out?"

Jesse slowly nodded as he licked his lips. "After my mom died, my dad didn't get the concept of me being bisexual. He thought I just made it up so I can hide me being gay." He quickly stopped rowing. "He thinks that only gay people exist." He let out a deep tired laugh.

I replied quietly. "I'm really sorry about your loss and you having to deal with that. There's nothing worse than having a parent who doesn't understand." He remained quiet as I spoke again. "Who are you with now?"

"Aunt." He answered blankly. "She's the only one in the family who understands me. She signed me up for this camp and so I flew here."

"Flew? Where are you from?" I asked with a subtly raised brow.

"Italy." He answered, his blue eyes shimmering at me as I felt my breath start to hitch. "My mom is African American and my dad is Italian. What about you?"

The canoe slowly moved by itself as I sat comfortably against the edge, my eyes glancing at myself on the black reflective water. "My mom is from Texas. She gave birth to me there before coming here to Amphitrite. My dad, well." I took a deep breath before answering, trying to collect my thoughts to answer. "My dad is also from Texas but he left before I was born."

"Well he missed out on a really cute baby." Jesse's comment made me laugh out of intimidation, his eyes scanning every single part of my face as my cheeks began to burn. "Not even trying to bullshit but, are guys from Texas normally really hot like you?" He asked with a serious tone, genuinely wanting to know.

Butterflies began to roam inside me as I felt my cheeks continue to redden. "I really wouldn't know, I moved here to Amphitrite right after I was born." Jesse and I stared at each other as I continued. "But there is a saying from Texas that my mom always says." I quietly held in my incoming laugh.

Jesse quickly moved closer as he seemed so intrigued, resting his adorable face on top of his hand as he looked at me. "What's the saying?" His voice was now a lot gentle and charming, the canoe slightly rocking from his sudden movement.

"It's so cringey." I tried to hold in my laughter as he kept watching me with eyes of curiosity. "Everything is bigger in Texas!" I quickly laughed in embarrassment as Jesse looked at me amused, my hands covering my now burning face.

Jesse watched me explode out in laughter as I was internally cringing at myself. "Wait, really?" He gaped. "Is it a sexual innuendo or everything is actually bigger over there?"

I quickly shrugged as my eyes shifted left and right. "I really wouldn't know. Most likely a sexual innuendo, I think."

"Well shit, between you and me, it's probably not true." He slightly furrowed his brows at me. "I think I'm way bigger than you."  He added out of nowhere, making me quickly throw him a confused facial expression.

"What does that supposed to mean?" I couldn't help but smile at him like a freak as he acted clueless.

"Nothing. I'm just saying." He tried to hold in his devilish laughter as my confusion only delved in deeper.

"And?" I trailed off so he could finish.

"Just wanted to be up front about it." He innocently shrugged as I was still laughing.

I couldn't help but just smirk at him, my heart always racing at the thought of him always wanting to cut any space between us. "Your eyes are really nice." I complimented out of nowhere.

I think his sudden outbursts of compliments and questions is starting to rub off on me.

"Thanks, yours are pretty nice too." He moved towards me to take a closer look, making me throw him a subtly weirded out facial expression. "Yours are like, hazel blue." He enchantingly smirked as his crystal blue eyes looked up and down at me, his thick lashes beautifully batting.

All of a sudden, something else proceeded to steal both of our attention.

"Holy shit!" My mouth widened as I began to look around us. "No way!"

Breathtaking yellowish lights began to beautifully flash around us as fireflies surrounded the boat.

I felt like I was in a movie and I didn't realize that nature could be this amazing. "I've only ever seen these things in movies. I never thought they were actually this beautiful up close." I cheered, examining every single bright glimmer of light. "I wonder how they light up."

"At least their kind of making it easier for me to see." Jesse's determined gaze squinted to see how far we were from land. "My secret place is near here, so we're pretty close to the camp." His voice let out quietly, turning his attention back at the fireflies.

I continued to look around as I was still trying to process the massive amount of lights that surrounded us.

Jesse's voice appeared again. "Hope you don't mind, but I gotta ask." I quickly looked back at him. "Why does your nose bleed every time I kiss you?" He bit his lip in curiosity as I sighed at the question.

I took a moment to reply, but I finally did. "My nose bleeds only when I'm nervous." My voice was audibly embarrassed as his mouth quickly widened. "That's how it's always been ever since I was young. I was always bullied about it in middle school. People can be so mean but it's actually something I'm really insecure about."

"I make you nervous?" He raised a perfectly structured brow at me as shadows casted by the moon began to define his perfect face. I nodded sheepishly, making his mouth quickly widen out more as he spoke louder from happiness. "Micah that's so fucking cute!"

"Not really." I threw him a look of denial as he replied.