7 Year Old Me Kissed A Gay Guy

Yeah.

That’s the title.

Anyway, when I was 7 my mom was friends with a woman we’re gonna call... Lucy. And Lucy had two kids named.... Ally and Ash and Ash was my age and Ally was my sister’s age. So Ash and I hung out {Oh my goodness and whenever we were toddlers we also kissed in a wagon🤦🏻‍♀️😂 kill me}

And there was this one time, we were taking a tour of the Blue Bell Ice Cream place. And while we’re there we were just talking about how when we got home we’d kiss {I wish I could kill my younger self, like who thought this was a good idea?!} and through the whole tour we were holding hands {K I L L M E} And my mom’s friend Lucy said “I wish I had someone to hold my hand like that!” And I dropped his hand being my embarrassed self.

So after the tour was over we all went to my house and Ash and I went to a room in my house that was off-limits {Because there was exercise equipment} and me being me went over to our electric piano AND PUT SOME FUCKING MOOD MUSIC ON {I have no clue what song I put on, but it wasn’t something sensual it was probably something like Yankee Doodle🤣}

And me and this boy start fucking DANCING TO PROBABLY WHAT WAS YANKEE DOODLE, and then he kissed me. And I’m a kid, I don’t know what I’m doing so I just kinda sat there for a solid 10 seconds. Then my squirrel-like attention span left and went to the bathroom, where I honest to god was not bothered at ALL.

And whenever they leave my mom comes in my room and says, “Peyton you can’t go kissing boys at seven years old! Never do that again!” And I was embarrassed af cause I didn’t know. And now seven years later Ash is gay.

And that’s my story.