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American
Differences
-By Emulated
Chapter 15: Peace
He
shook his head, “No…I wanna stay here with Matt.”
I
reached out and touched his shoulder, “Josh, it will be easier
for you. You can’t st-“
Josh pulled away from me,
“No. I’m not going back home.”
I stared at
him for a second, before I looked at Amanda and Terry, I needed their
help with this.
“Josh,” began Amanda, as she sat
down next to him, “We’ve just spoken to your parents,
they want you to come home.”
“But they don’t
want Matt.”
“I was the one who left this time.
They never kicked me out.” I replied, trying to make it sound
like my parents weren’t the enemy. While in reality, it was
very much their fault why I left in the first place, but if Josh was
to return home, I needed him to believe that they weren’t as
bad as he thought.
Josh looked at me, “Why don’t
you want to go home?”
I sighed, “It’s
complicated.”
Terry turned to Josh, “Matt wants to
give them some more time to…deal with what happened.”
Josh
thought for a moment before he looked at me, “How long will
that take?”
I shook my head, “I don’t
know.”
“Then why can’t I stay here
too?”
“Because here isn’t your home, Josh.”
I frowned, “Mum and Dad miss you. It would be better if you
stayed there.”
“But I wanna stay with you!”
He whined.
Amanda leaned closer to him, “You’d
still be welcome around here whenever you want. You’ll just be
going home to sleep, and do all your other stuff you need to do
there.” She glanced over at Adam, “I’m sure Adam
won’t mind you being around here.”
Adam shook his
head, “No, you can come here whenever.”
“See?”
I began, “It won’t be that bad. And you’ll still
see me at school and stuff.”
“I don’t know…”
He mused.
I wrapped an arm around him, “It’ll be
ok. I promise.”
He sat there silently for a moment
before he looked up at me, “You sure?”
I
nodded.
“Ok. I’ll go home.” He began before
he looked at Amanda and Terry, “But I wanna come over all the
time.”
They smiled, “Yes, of course you can come
over.” Said Amanda.
Josh nodded and smiled. Seemingly
satisfied with the decisions made.
“Good.” Said
Amanda as she stood up, “Do you want me to give you a lift home
now, so you can get out of the uniform?”
“Ok.”
He looked at Adam, “Can Adam come too, then we can walk
back?”
She looked at the clock, 5:26.
“Ok. Terry and I need to pick something up for dinner, but I
don’t want you two out late. Come straight back once you finish
at your house.”
Adam and Josh nodded, “We
will.”
“Alright, let’s get going before it
gets too late.” Said Terry, as he walked to the door.
Amanda
looked at Connor, Ayo and me, “Will you guys be ok here? We
brought back quite a few of your clothes, Matt, and Terry packed your
computer, so that’s here.”
I smiled, “Yeah,
that’s great. Thanks.” I glanced at the other guys, “I
think we’ll be just fine here.”
She nodded, “Ok
then, we’ll see you in a bit.”
“Sure.”
Replied Connor, “See you later Mum.”
“Bye.”
She called out, as she walked out of the door.
I turned at
Connor and Ayo, “Hey, I think I’m going to head over to
Jamie’s house for a bit. You can come too, if you
want.”
Connor shook his head, “I’m fine
staying here. You can go and…have fun with Jamie in peace.”
He said, causing Ayo to laugh aloud.
I blushed, “I was
only going to talk to him! Jeez!” I said, ginning.
Connor
looked at Ayo, “Sure. They talk at first, and then one thing
leads to another…”
I stood up and held up my
hands, “I can’t win.”
They both giggled at
that.
I turned and walked into the hall, “I'm just gonna
take this stuff upstairs and get changed.” I called out, as I
eyed my suitcase and laptop bag.
“Sure thing, just put
them anywhere.” Replied Connor.
I gripped the bags and
carried them up to Connor's room, before I quickly changed out of my
uniform. After looking through the clothes Terry brought back for me,
I decided on a white French
Connection t-shirt
and a comfortable pair of black joggers. I checked to made sure my
phone was in my pocket, before I headed back down stairs, and pulled
on my trainers, “I shouldn’t be that long.” I
called out, as I heard them giggling from the other room.
“Take
your time.” Called out Connor, as Ayo giggled again.
I
rolled my eyes, “Alright. I’ll see you guys later.”
“See
ya.” Shouted Ayo, as I reached the door.
I pulled it
open and stepped outside. I closed the door behind me, and made my
way down the path, as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I tapped
through my contacts, and found Jamie under ‘favourites’.
I tapped on his name and held it up to my ear.
I turned down
the street, as the phone started to ring. I waited a few seconds
before Jamie answered.
“Hi
Matt.”
“Hi,
Babes.” I replied, smiling at the sound of his voice.
“Are
you ok? How did things go with at home?”
He asked.
I sighed, “I feel like crap, and no, things
didn’t go too well.”
“Damn,
I’m sorry.”
He paused, “Do
you want me to come over? I can be there in a few
minutes.”
“Actually
I’m on my way over to yours, well if you’re at
home.”
“Yeah,
I’m here.”
“Good.”
I replied, “How are you, anything new?”
“Not
really…Just here with Sam and stuff…”
He paused again, “I’m
so sorry that everything is messing up for you. I just wish I could
help.”
I
frowned, “You do help me.” I said, taking a quick glance
around the empty street, “You’re my boyfriend.”
He
sighed, “You
know how much I love you, right?”
I
smiled, “No. How much do you love me?”
He giggled,
“More than
anything.”
“But
I love you more.”
He giggled again, “You
almost here?”
I
shook my head, “No, I’ll be a few more minutes
yet.”
“Ok,
I’ll see you when you get here.”
“Yeah,
see you.”
“Bye,
Babes.” He
said, before I hung up the phone.
And after a brisk,
ten-minute walk, I arrived outside Jamie’s home. I immediately
noticed that his dad’s car wasn’t parked there, so he
must have gone out somewhere. I walked up his path and knocked
lightly on the door. I waited for several seconds, before the door
opened to reveal a grinning, and very sexy-looking Jamie standing
there.
“Hey.” He said, before flicking his head
and opening the door fully, “Come in.”
“Hey,
Babes.” I replied, as I stepped inside. I quickly slid off my
shoes, as he closed the door. I turned around to face him, seconds
before he pulled me into a warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around
my back and drew me closer. He didn’t say anything, he just
held me close. I tilted my head and buried my face in the side of his
neck. I felt him slowly run his hands up and down my back, comforting
me. I inhaled softly, smelling his scent, which my mind associated
with love, closeness and security. I felt at peace in his arms. Peace
that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
I kissed his neck, as
I pulled back and stared into his pools of grey. I kissed his lips
softly, “I love you.”
He kissed me back, “I
love you too.”
I leaned forward and pressed my forehead
against his gently, closing my eyes, savouring the moment. After
several seconds, I pulled back, grinning at him. I sniffed the air,
“Something smells good.”
He smiled and led me into
the kitchen, “I’m making dinner.”
“Oh,
you cook too?” I joked, as Sam came into view, “Hi Sam,
how are you?”
“Hey Matt, I’m ok. How are
you?” She asked, as she sat on one of the stools at the
breakfast bar.
I nodded, “I’m alright.” I
glanced over at the food simmering on the stove, “Is he keeping
you busy?”
She looked at Jamie, “No, HE
doesn’t trust me in the kitchen.”
I took a seat
opposite her, “Why doesn’t he trust you?”
She
opened her mouth to reply, but Jamie interrupted, “It’s
because she can’t cook.”
“You don’t
give me a chance!” She retorted.
He nodded, “Yeah,
I do, but you never listen.” He turned to me, “She thinks
the recipe is lying
to her. She always wants to add a little extra of this or
that.”
“But that’s what you do!”
“Yeah,
but I don’t go crazy with the stuff like you do.” He
looked at me again, but calmed down and paused, “I’m
sorry. You come over here expecting peace, but we’re fighting
instead.”
I folded my arms, “No, please. This is
fun.”
He narrowed his eyes and gave me that Jamie stare.
But being in better mood, I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek!
I pulled back and smiled at the surprised look on his face. Clearly
he wasn’t expecting me to do something so…daring. Let
alone right in front of his kid sister!
“Awww!”
Remarked Sam, looking at me, “Kiss him again!”
Jamie
bit his bottom lip as he began to blush, causing me to giggle. It
seemed that he was vulnerable to kisses on the cheek! Who’d
have thought? Once he recovered, he looked at me, “I…erm...wasn’t
expecting that.”
I giggled again, “I kinda guessed
that.” I replied. I watched him closely, in case he was angry
or anything, but he seemed to be alright with it.
He turned to
Sam, “Kiss him again? We’re not your
entertainment!”
“Aww, but he really loves you.”
She said, looking from Jamie to me, causing us both to blush. She
giggled, before her phone started to ring on the table. She picked it
up and examined the screen, her eyes lighting up, “I’ll
be in my room.” She said, as she skipped out, answering the
phone.
I looked at Jamie, “Do you know who that was, on
the phone?” I asked, but he seemed to be in a daze, “Jamie?
Sexy American boy?” I called out, gaining his
attention.
“Sorry. I was just thinking.” He
smiled.
“About…”
“Us, you.”
He grinned, “I love you.”
I smiled back, “I
love you too.” I said, as I laced my fingers with him, “So
do you know who it was?”
“Who?” He asked,
raising his eyebrows.
“On Sam’s phone, she seemed
pretty happy.”
“Oh, that.” He said, “Yeah,
it’s probably this guy who likes her.”
I giggled,
“You don’t sound too happy.” I pointed out.
“Yeah,
well, the guy’s a jerk.” He replied, looking at me, “Sure
he plays socc-, football, and talks to her for ages on the phone, but
I don’t like him.”
“What’s he do?”
I asked, running my thumb across his knuckles.
“He
messes about and stuff in school. He’s a bad kid.” He
sighed, “He probably only likes her because she’s from
America.”
“Well, I’m dating you because
you’re American.” I said, earning a glare from him,
“Seriously, it’s super hot!”
He looked at
me, “I just don’t want some stupid kid messing with
her.”
I squeezed his hand, “Ok, tomorrow we’ll
go and find out more about this kid. We’ll see if he’s
bad and stuff. Alright?”
He smiled, “Yeah.”
“Good.”
I said, before I looked about, giggling, “I only just noticed,
but where are your parents?”
“They’re at
town, I think.” He replied.
I nodded.
Jamie
leaned closer, “I haven’t forgotten about you, I mean, at
home and stuff. You sounded ok on the phone, so I didn’t want
to interrogate
you as soon as you walked in.” He paused, “But I don’t
mind if you want to talk. I just don’t want to force it.”
I
smiled, “You’re too cute, you know that?” I
squeezed his hand again, “I don’t mind talking.” I
paused, “Actually there’s quite a lot to tell.”
He
nodded and stood up, pulling me with him, “Come on. We’ll
go upstairs.”
I stood up, but looked over at the stove,
“What about that?” I asked, pointing.
“Shit!”
He remarked, as he rushed over, “God I completely forgot.”
I
stood next to him, “Is it ok?”
He nodded and shut
off the gas, “It might be a little softer than usual, but it’s
edible. Any longer and it would have been burned.” He walked
over, grabbed some lids and covered the food. He turned to me, “I
can leave it now, let’s go.”
I smiled and followed
him, “Ok.” I said, as we headed to the stairs, “Is
there anything that you’re not good at?” I asked.
He
giggled, “You make out like I’m some kind of god.”
“You
are.”
He giggled again, “Well, I’m not that
good at soccer, apparently.”
I smiled, “How could
I forget that?” I remarked, causing him to glance over his
shoulder at me. I swatted his backside, “Don’t give me
that look. You know I’m right.”
“Sure,
coming from the boy who can’t hit a ball. Seriously, you need
to work on your swing.”
“You need to work on your
throw.”
He turned to me, “I was the best pitcher
in my school.”
I was about to reply, but I giggled at
the innuendo.
“Jeez, Matt. You’re such a kid.”
He said, once we reached his room.
I giggled again, “I’m
sorry.” I said, as I stepped inside.
Jamie closed the
door and locked it behind him, before he walked up to me.
I
looked up at him, still in my cheeky mood, “I’m better at
fielding, than batting.”
“You like…receiving
the ball?” He asked, grinning.
I nodded, “Guess
that makes me a…erm…catcher, right?” I said
giggling.
He smiled, “Yeah.”
We continued
to stare for a moment. We both knew that we were just having some
light-hearted fun with each other, but in reality, it was the closest
that Jamie and I had come to discussing full-blown sex. I mean sure
we’d been with each other, and done stuff, but to me, there’s
a large difference between a blowjob and intercourse. And in that
moment, as I looked up at Jamie, I felt an odd sense of nerves, a
sense of anticipation. Not that we were going to do anything right
now,
but that it was definitely something that we’d face in the
future. Together.
Jamie leaned closer and kissed me lightly,
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” I
replied, as he took hold of my hand and pulled me over to his bed. He
sat down, and pulled be down next to him.
He turned to me, “Do
you want to talk about what happened at home?”
I looked
at him and nodded. I took a few seconds to decide where to begin,
“I’m living at Connors now, at least for the time
being.”
His eyes widened, “They kicked you
out?”
I shook my head, “No, I left on my own.”
I paused, “After I left school, today, I walked home and, well,
we had a chat.” I looked at him, “They said that they
were going to work hard to make things work. They even said that they
were wrong to kick me out in the first place.”
Jamie
nodded and listened intently.
“SO I really thought that
everything was good, that we could finally move on…” I
shook my head, “But they had another idea. They said that it’d
be best if I kept it to myself, you know, my sexuality.” I
glanced at my hands, “I thought they were talking about telling
people. I mean, I’m not ready to tell other people just yet, so
I told them that, but it wasn’t what they meant.” I
looked up at Jamie, “They wanted me to stop seeing you. They
didn’t even want me to talk
to you anymore.”
Jamie stared at me, before he looked
away, his mind deep in thought.
I reached across and grabbed
his hand, “So I told them that I couldn’t live like that.
They have no right to tell me who I can and cannot be with.
Especially when neither of us are doing anything wrong.”
Jamie
nodded, “I’m sorry Matt. I didn’t mean to make
things harder.”
“Don’t apologise, you have
nothing to be sorry for.” I tugged at his hand, making him look
at me, “I love
you. Nothing can change that. Not my parents, not anyone.” I
looked into his eyes, “And for them to deny me that, is to deny
who I am.” I shook my head, “And I will not
live like that.”
He frowned, his grey eyes darting over
my face.
I took a breath, “So that’s why I left.
They didn’t want me to go, but I wasn’t going to stay
there. So I walked out of the door, to Connors house.” I
paused, “But as I turned the street, Dad caught up with me. He
told me to come back.”
“What did you say?”
“I
told him that I’ll come back once they’re ready to have
their son, their gay
son come home.” I shrugged, “So I turned and walked
on.”
“And then you went to Connor’s
house?”
I shook my head, “No, Ayo and his cousin
found me walking through the park. So I went home with them.” I
smiled, “Tanisha, his cousin, she’s nice.” I turned
to Jamie, “She’s his gay cousin, so she spoke to me for a
while, told me to give Mum and Dad some more time.”
Jamie
nodded.
“She said that we can call her if we just wanna
talk or anything.” I paused, “She told me about when she
came out, that she had to give her mum some time, months before she
came to terms with it, well, as close as they could get.” I
shifted on the bed, “When I finally got to Connor’s
house, then I had to deal with Josh.”
He turned to me,
“What happened with Josh?”
I faced him and nodded,
“It’s just so…complicated.” I began, “I
love him so much, so I want what’s best for him.” I
looked at him, “Connor’s parents went over to my house to
pick a few things up for me. Like my clothes, my computer. But they
also spoke to my parents about Josh.” I thought for a moment,
“And when they returned back, they said that my parents wanted
Josh to return home. We spoke about it for a while, and then we
decided that Josh will stay at home.” I glanced at the floor,
“Josh wasn’t happy at first, but I told him that he’d
see me whenever he wants anyway, so it isn’t that bad.” I
shook my head, “But it’s still messed up. I hate seeing
him upset.”
“If the same thing happened to Sam and
me, I would have made the same decision.” He squeezed my hand
again, “As…messed up as your parents are right now,
they’re still your parents, and Josh’s too. And while he
isn’t with you, at least he’s being looked after.”
I
nodded, “Yeah, that’s what I keep telling myself.”
I turned to him, “But it doesn’t make it any easier.”
Jamie
leaned over and kissed my head, as I rested against his shoulder,
“I’m sorry you had to go through all of that.” He
said, as he kissed me again.
“It’s ok.”
“No,
it isn’t. We shouldn’t be treated like this. We’ve
done nothing wrong.” He sighed, “It just makes me
angry.”
“Yeah, me too.” I said, as I pulled
back and looked into his eyes, “I wish we could like press a
button to make everything alright.”
He smiled, “I
think every gay person would like one of those.”
I
grinned back and looked at him, “So, anything new with
you?”
“Erm...” He thought for a few seconds,
“I’ve made dinner. And that’s about it.”
I
rested my head against him again, smiling, “I love being here
with you.”
He pulled me closer, “I love having you
here.” He paused, “You know you’re always welcome
here. I know my bed isn’t the most comfortable thing in the
world-“ He said, before I cut him off.
“Your bed
is perfect.” I said, before I laid back, resting my head
against a pillow.
Jamie followed suit and laid next to
me.
“Besides, it’s much nicer having you to cuddle
up to.” I said, as I slid closer to him.
He reached out
and ran a hand through my hair, playing with it between his fingers,
“You’re so beautiful, Matt.” He said, before he
slowly cupped my face, bring me into a kiss. I leaned closer and
closed my eyes, seconds before I felt his soft, warm lips beneath my
own. But before I could get into it, he pulled back. I opened my eyes
and looked at him quizzically.
“Is something wrong?”
He
looked at me, “It’s just that…the last time we
done this…” He trailed off. I knew immediately what he
meant, the last time we made out, was when we were caught by Max and
Josh. Just thinking about it again caused me to cool down
some.
“Yeah.” I said, as I sat up.
Jamie
glanced at me, “I’m ok, it’s just…” He
paused, “Sam’s here and…” He blushed.
I
regarded him curiously, “What?”
“She might
hear us. Her room is beneath us.”
“Oh.” I
said, before I giggled, “Yeah, that’d be weird.”
While it may have looked like Jamie was trying to avoid me, I
completely understood where he was coming from. Seeing as what
happened the last time we were together, it’d take a bit of
getting used to before we can ‘carry on’ as normal. It
was so frustrating, because as much as I wanted Jamie right then, I
also didn’t want to find myself in a situation where we’d
have to explain ourselves.
I shifted closer to him and rested
my head against his shoulder, “Let’s see what’s on
the telly then.”
He smiled and grabbed the remote,
switching the TV on, before he held me close. Making out with Jamie
was one of the best things in the world, but just being with him in
any physical way was more than enough to keep me happy. And being
held in his arms was definitely one of those ways.
“Do
you think Ayo’s hot?” I asked suddenly, recalling the
banter between Ayo and myself earlier.
“Mmm, yeah Ayo’s
hot.” He said, “And he’s got a cute ass.”
I
raised my eyebrows at that, and turned around to face him, “Cuter
than mine?”
He kissed my cheek, “No one has a
cuter ass than you.” He said, “But his is nice.”
I
thought I’d have some fun, “Wanna threesome?” I
bluffed, keeping a straight face.
“Mmkay.” He
replied, before he focused on the TV again.
I stared at him
for a moment before I pulled back, looking at him. He didn’t
mean that, surely.
He must have known I was joking, right?
He stared at me for a
few seconds, “What? I think it’d be fun.”
I
kept on staring at him before a smile crept onto his face as he burst
out in laughter. Yeah, he caught my bluff.
“God, you had
me going there…” I replied, as he continued to
giggle.
“Hehehe, you were just begging for that, so I
had to play along.” He smiled, as he calmed down, “But
no, I don’t wanna threesome with Ayo, sorry.” He replied,
giggling.
“I was joking, you know that right?” I
asked, before I continued, “Besides, I’m greedy. I don’t
want to share you with anyone.” I said, as I pulled him
closer.
“Even Ayo?” He giggled.
I parted my
lips and leaned closer, “Even Ayo.”
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