Sweet Blasphemy

Andy's POV

I sat in the pews with my parents. It was Sunday so my parents always brought me with them to church. I found it boring, but I would always be a good Christian child for them. I sighed and looked around at the Christmas decorations. It would be my 17th soon. My father tapped my shoulder and I looked over.
"You should sing in the choir."
I shook my head.
"No way."
"Andrew, you can sing."
I pulled a face. "Dad, it's Andy and I am not singing in front of everyone.
I continued in my head. "Everyone at school already thinks I'm a freak."
He sighed. "Just think about it."
I rolled my eyes. "Never gonna do it."
The priest stood forward and everyone fell silent. I fell asleep on and off throughout the sermon. My father nudged me as the choir walked out. A new boy caught my eye. He had hair down to his shoulders, black and straightened. His lips were a deep red and his eyes looked like a honey brown. My breath caught in my throat. He looked directly at me and gave me a small smile. I smiled back. He turned his attention to the hymn book in his hands. I stood up, a little awkwardly as I was the first one to stand, and opened the book in front of me. I started singing along with the choir.

I sat back down and saw the new boy heading over. It was the end of the sermon.
"Dad, I'll catch up."
"OK, Andrew."
I growled. "Andy!"
"Hi."
I turned and smiled at the choir boy.
"Hey."
He blushed as I smiled. "I'm Ashley."
He stuck his hand out and I shook it.
"Andy."
"Nice to meet you."
"You too."
He turned his head as the choir master called his name. He took his robe off and walked over handing it to him before coming back to me. I smiled and saw he was wearing a Motley Crue shirt. I chuckled, realizing it was the same one I was wearing.
"Wanna go to the park or something?"
I blushed as I said it.
"Sure."
We walked out together and I saw someone stare at us in disgust.

I lead Ashley to the park and sat on the swings. He sat on the one next to me. He started swinging. I smiled and swung as well.
"So are you new around here, Ashley?"
He nodded. "Yes."
"Do you know what school you're going to?"
"Yea, the Cincinnati School of Music and Performing Arts."
"I go there."
He smiled. "What subjects?"
"Vocal music and acting. What will you be doing?"
"Bass and vocal music. What are the kids like?"
I sighed. "Everyone hates me so I can't really say anything about them."
He nodded. "I don't hate you."
I smiled.
"Andy, do you know why that person stared at us in disgust?"
"No."
"I'm gay."
I fell off my swing.

I stared at Ashley. "Y-You're gay?"
He looked upset. "Yea, does that matter?"
I shook my head. "Sorry, it just came as a shock."
He nodded and helped me up. I smiled.
"Thanks."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shock you."
"It's ok."
He sat back on the swing.
"Why did you tell me that, Ashley?"
He sighed and pulled me close before kissing me.

Dun dun dun...