"This is our last full day together." Bryce watches Clay as he puts clothes on in front of the rising sun. "God, you're beautiful."
"Well, today is your day. So what do you have planned?" He throws Bryce his shirt.
"Well I actually do need to do some packing during the day, but I would love it if you came and helped."
"Yeah. You can see my baby photos. We can just talk about stuff."
"Talk?" Talking makes Clay nervous, makes this more real. "How 'bout a nice morning wakeup call first.
" Clay takes his shirt back off and gets on top of Bryce again, avoiding talking as long as possible.
Eventually, they do make their way off the mountain and to Bryce's house. They go to his room where tons of boxes are everywhere.
"It already looks pretty packed up in here."
"Then what are we really doing here?"
"This." Bryce points over to the wall of boxes and presses something on his phone.
A small handheld projector turns on from the other side of the room and starts projecting a picture of the two of them.
"What is this?"
"I made a slideshow. Our story. It's a birthday gift."
"My birthday isn't for another 3 mon... oh..."
"This is something for you to watch and think about while I'm gone. And, if you choose, to return back here if you move on."
"I don't want to really talk about this right now."
"But we have to. I leave tomorrow."
"Not until the afternoon."
"No! We're not talking about this!" Clay walks into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.
"Clay. Please." Bryce tries to open the door, but it's locked.
Clay doesn't respond but just stays in the bathroom. Bryce waits, but after a while, he sits down, his back against the door.
"You're going to have to eventually come out. You're going to get hungry." Clay doesn't make a noise. "Okay. Well, then I guess I will just say what I need to say then..." Bryce begins to talk.
Bryce talks about his feelings for Clay. He talks about first meeting Clay. The first tie they kissed. All the drama they went through. How much Clay helped him. How he wished things had gone.
He just keeps talking. He opens up and says some very deep things. He tells Clay all of his hopes and wishes. He cries. He just lets the flood gates open.
The day goes by fairly quickly. The sun goes down. Clay hasn't said a word. But then he opens the bathroom door, Bryce falling back.
"Oops. I'm sorry." Clay looks down at Bryce on the floor. "I'm so damn sorry." Bryce stands up.
"It's really no problem."
"Are you kidding me? I just wasted our last day together. I'm so freaking sorry." Clay is crying.
"It's really no problem. What matters is that you're out now, just in time."
"Oh thank god. 'Cause I'm starving. What did you get?"
"Actually... we're going out."
"Yes. To a real restaurant. For a real date."
"I need to change then." Bryce smiles and looks to the closet. "You didn't?"
"I had to guess your size. But I'm usually pretty good at that." Clay goes into the closet to see a very nice and expensive suit. "Every man should own a nice suit."
"You're quite amazing."
"I know." They kiss and begin changing into their suits.
They leave and go into town to the nicest restaurant there is. They walk in and it feels like everyone is staring at them.
And while one or two people are, most have no care in the world that they are their together. They sit at their table and quickly order drinks.
"This place is really nice. This is all very nice. It's all so..."
"That's what I wanted to show you. Your life can be normal. Whether it's with or without me, you can like life without fear of being watched and judged by everyone in town. They don't care.
At least not as much as you think they do. It took me a while to realize it, but I hope you can now too."
"I do. Thank you so much."
They sit, they order food, they eat, they talk. It all just seems completely normal. And it is. And they love it. They love that through everything they've been through.
Through all, they've suffered through. That they've arrived to this place. They've arrived at a place of happiness.
A place where they don't have to think about every little thing they do or say. They're finally free to be themselves.
"Thank you for tonight." They are standing outside Bryce's house.
"It was nothing. But a real date isn't over without the kiss." Bryce moves forward and grabs Clay by the back of his head and begins kissing him.
"Yeah. Yeah." Clay can't stop smiling as Bryce moves back.
"I'll see you tomorrow morning. We're leaving around noon for the airport."
"I'll see you then." Bryce watches for the last time as Clay rides his bike off into the night.
Bryce waits by the door for Clay. He sits on the front steps, waiting. But as the sun rises, he doesn't show up. He tries texting and calling, but no answer.
Then, as noon approaches and Clay doesn't show up, Bryce begins holding back tears.
"Hey Bryce, we need to leave in a couple of minutes." His mom pats him on the back as she goes back into the house. "I'm calling the cab now."
"Okay..." Bryce stands up and turns to the front door.
"Bryce!" He hears shouted from a distance. "Bryce!" He turns to see Clay jump off his bike and run up to him. "I'm so sorry. I forgot to plug in my phone, then it died.
Then my alarm never went off."
"It's okay." Bryce grabs his shoulders to calm him down.
"No, it's not! I had a whole plan. I have bagels. I had your favorite juice."
"Those things don't matter."
"But... I had so much to say..." Clay starts to cry.
"I already know. You don't need to say it." Bryce puts his forehead against Clays as he begins to cry. "I want you to be happy. Whether it means you're with me or someone else. Just promise me."
"I promise." It hurts to speak as he cries more.
The cab pulls up tot he driveway. Bryce's mom walks out. She looks over to them.
"Goodbye Clay." She smiles and pats him on the back before going to the cab.
"I need to go now. Promise me you will go and spend the day with your family. Don't hold in your emotions. Let them in. Let them help." He just nods his head.
"I'm not going to have my phone while I'm gone. So... I'll speak to you again in six months." Bryce kisses Clay on the forehead before kissing one last time on the lips.
"I love you."
"I love you." Bryce takes a deep breath in before going to the cab.
Clay turns around and sits on the steps as he watches the cab go out of the driveway and down the street, it slowly fading away into nothingness.