Some New Years this would be.
Nick promised he wouldn't cry when he left Heath, and he didn't until he drove away. He just couldn't get enough of him, and perhaps Heath was just the same. Even so, he could imagine how Heath drove back too. Just the thought of him stayed on his mind, wishing they could have spent one more day.
"No, I have to be back there. Really make an effort. Mainly, get my classroom in order, and probably go to New Year's Mass." Heath told him.
Nick couldn't imagine there even being a New Year's Day Mass, but Heath reminded him he'd missed New Year's Eve Mass. Nick just shook his head, hoping this Father Keegan wasn't trying to make Heath a priest. Then it gave him a shiver of how terrible it might be if they found out Heath was gay.
It was just for the rest of the school year. Didn't mean Heath had to stay there forever. But what if someone caught on to this lie he was living? What then?
Nick was scared for him.
He drove back to Heath's parents. His stuff was there. He was so tired now. All he wanted to do was sleep after four hours of driving.
"Is there anything I can do?" He asked Heath's Mom, Alice.
"Don't think so." She warmed up a plate of leftovers for him. "So how did Heath look?"
"Not bad." Nick let an impish smile slip. "Not bad at all."