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The Dance

"Dance!" I yelled, exasperated.

"Finn, I thought, you'd love-"

I cut Nick off with a blue eyed glare. The red furred husky looked at me with disdain. I looked back at him with both my paws on my hips. We were standing at the entrance to the high school parking lot, ten minutes after school had gotten out. The busyness of students hurriedly leaving had already died down, and a few stragglers were walking out of various exits around the building. I hoped my sister, Emma had already gone home, because if she caught me with Nick, I'd be screwed.

Emma knew Nick fairly well. She didn't have any sort of vendetta against the husky, but she knew that Nick could be pretty flamboyant and out about his sexuality, so if she saw me with him...

I glimpse a border collie, out of the corner of my eye, coming out of the exit closest to us. My heart leaps to my throat. A quick glance tells me it's not my sister. In fact the canine is a guy.

Nick sees the nervous look in my eyes, and as I turn back to him I see a smile form on his white muzzle. His eyes no longer look at me with disdain, but with love.

"Finn, what's wrong?" The husky asked.

"I- Nick, my sister, my parents, I just don't know if I can do this," I started.

Nick moved towards me and wrapped his paws around me in a hug.

"Finn, it's alright. We can fight this." Nick said into my ear, giving me a kiss on the side of my muzzle.

"No..." I said, breaking into sobs. I leaned into Nick, breathing in his scent.

"Finn, come on." Nick said, breaking the hug and gesturing with a white paw to his car.

Before that day I have never ridden in Nick's car. I didn't want to go home with a stranger my parents didn't know and I was scared that we could do something reckless too. I had been questioning my sexuality ever since I met Nick. He wasn't necessarily effeminate, or a crossdresser by any means. I noticed the husky for his kindness, particularly to me when a couple of bullies were throwing some four letter words at me. Nick had stepped in and told the bullies off, he had protected me.

We soon became great friends and I learned fairly quickly that Nick was gay. I just didn't know if he knew that I was. That day had been our first kiss, even if it was just on my cheek. It was my first kiss, ever.

"Nick, it's tearing me apart." I sobbed, my eyes downcast.

"Finn, get in, I'm not gonna do anything, let's talk about this in the car." Nick said earnestly.

I briefly gazed around. A dalmatian walking to his track meet was giving us weird looks, probably calling us "faggots" under his breath. I wanted to yell at him, to rush over and sink my claws into his fur. What's so different about me?

"I've never gone home with you," I started, looking up at the husky with tearstained eyes.

"Finn, I can't talk about this here." Nick stated looking me in the eyes sincerely.

"Oh-oh okay," I choked out, following the husky to his worn-out blue Cruze.

Soon, we were driving somewhere, I didn't even know where. I was too busy venting all 17 years of pent up emotions on Nick. The husky took it easily, nodding and assuring me everything was going to be okay.

When the car finally came to a stop, I turned and looked at Nick than back at what was in front of us. We were at The Gala Theater, the same theater Nick couldn't shut up about.

I got out, wiping tears from my eyes, and gazed at the small cinema before me. Nick walked out in front of his car. He spread out both his arms as if holding up the building.

"Sometimes, Finn, you just need to take a break," Nick said, turning towards the theater.

"Is this a date?" I half cried half laughed.

"Its whatever you want it to be," Nick said.

"Boyfriend."

That label changed everything.