“You bet.” He’d find plenty of time for Niall. Hell, he’d have a long night to think about what he wanted to do next with Niall.
“I’ll see you in the morning.” Niall kissed him then tweaked Michael’s nipple. “Bye.”
“Bye.” He stood in the doorway until Niall climbed into his car, started the engine and drove away. A piece of his heart left with Niall. He’d never felt so attached to someone the way he did with Niall.
He closed the door and turned off the television. Once the pizza ended up in the fridge and the lights were turned off, he wandered down the hall to his bedroom. He flopped onto the bed, landing on his phone. Fuck. He moved the device and checked the screen. No new messages or important notices from the other apps on his phone. Good. He left the phone beside him on the bed and covered his face with his hands.
After one night, he shouldn’t be thinking about spilling his secret to Niall. They’d just decided to date. But they’d been friends for almost a year and had known of each other since he’d started working at the school. Niall had helped him get through the reviews by the administration and had stuck with him when he’d been new at the school. Did all that make Niall trustworthy?
He closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of Niall on his sheets. Above everything else, he liked Niall. Deep down in his gut, he knew he could trust him. Would his friend accept him and his lies by omission? He wasn’t sure. He’d considered telling a few other people, but knew down to his soul they’d try to cash in on his fame or run the hell away.
He’d see how things went tomorrow and after the concert. If Niall acted like one of the super fans, then he’d keep the secret away from his friend. He wanted a lover who loved him—not Bandit. Niall had the potential to be the long-term lover he needed, but he’d wait and see what happened.