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American
Differences
-By
Emulated
Chapter 29: Groove
Two
weeks later…
“You
sure you got everything?”
He nodded, “We went
shopping yesterday. We’re all stocked up for tonight!”
“Food?”
I checked, swallowing the remainder of my lunch.
“Yep.”
“Drink?”
Asked Jamie.
“MmHmm.”
Max’s blond
head shook madly, “Whoa! Hold up, I thought we were getting
pizza.” He exclaimed, “You can’t let us down now,
Con.”
Connor nodded, “The pizza is
the food.”
Max grinned, before Sarah leaned across the
table, “Only
pizza?” She frowned, “What else?”
“Uh,
other stuff too…” He began, glancing at Li, “She’s
bringing some of her chicken.”
“That
is what I’m gonna be eating.” Smiled Ayo, scratching his
stomach.
“And…uh…Beth said she’d
bring stuff too.” He said quickly, “I told her not to,
but she wouldn’t list-“
Ayo focused on him, “She’s
your girlfriend, she’s going to want to do something.”
Connor
frowned, “She’s not my girlfriend.” He replied,
sounding mildly disappointed.
“Dude, you’ve seen
her twice now, alone.”
Jamie pointed out, “I’m pretty sure that means you’re
dating her.”
Max nudged me in the arm, a grin creeping
onto his lips, “See? I was thinking of this when I got him his
birthday present.”
I laughed, “I’m sure
he’ll get some real use out of them soon!” I joked, quiet
enough for Connor not to hear.
“Quit worrying, she’s
your girlfriend alright.” Piped in Li, throwing her empty crisp
packet into the bin.
“I’m not worrying.” He
insisted, “I just don’t want to misread things.”
“Here,”
Began Sarah, looking at her phone, “I have a whole text from
Beth. Guess who it’s about, Con?”
The pink hue
returned to his cheeks.
Jamie pointed at his face, “I
think he knows.”
Sarah flipped her phone closed and
leaned forward, “She really likes you, Con. She’s really
pleased that you two are seeing each other again.”
He
smiled, “The feeling’s mutual.”
“Awww,
that’s sooo cute!” I teased.
“Shut up,
Matt!” He warned, flashing me a look.
For his sake, I
changed the subject, “So what time you want us to come over
tonight?”
“About six o’clock. Mum, Dad and
Adam should be at the bowling alley by then, setting up the
party.”
“And then we
party all-night-long!” Called out Jamie.
I giggled,
“Guess I know who’s doing karaoke tonight!” I
joked.
He winked at me, “You bet. I’m getting very
good at Coldplay.”
I
scrunched up my face, “You listen to them?”
Sarah
shoved my arm, “Well, I love
them, so no insulting!”
I raised my hands, “No
insults from me.” I smiled, as the bell started to ring in the
background. “One more lesson to go.” I yawned.
Max
tutted, “We’ve got science, right?”
Con
nodded, “Yeah, unfortunately.”
We all slowly stood
up from the table, taking our bags and heading out of the dining
hall. Seeing as Jamie and I shared the same class, we headed off,
vowing to meet up outside the school gates after school. We didn’t
have our books with us, so we made a swift detour to our lockers
first. Jamie waited next to mine as I fished out my homework that he
had helped me complete over webcam the night before.
“I
don’t know how you’d survive without me. All my help with
your homework.” He teased.
“I’d survive just
fine, thanks.” I said, folding it neatly and putting it in my
bag, before looking up at him, “We just don’t all have
pretty heads filled with brains.” I whispered.
He
laughed as we walked down to his locker, “No idea who you’re
talking about.”
“I think you have a good idea
though.” I smiled.
He grinned back, inserting his key
into his locker, before he paused, as if he was making a silent wish.
He turned the key and pulled it open. Jamie and I watched as a piece
of paper fluttered down out of his locker. The fourth
note that he had gotten in two weeks. He bent down and retrieved it,
casually glancing it over before his eyes widened.
I walked
around him and looked at it, whispering the printed text aloud, “I
would be a better boyfriend.”
I stared at Jamie, my heart skipping a few beats. It’s a guy?
A gay guy?
Jamie
was as speechless as I was, before he took the note and screwed it
up, shoving it into his pocket. “I guess that changes things…”
He mused, as he pulled out his books.
“Yeah…”
I mumbled, my mind wakening again, “But a better
boyfriend?” I asked, “That means they, he,
knows about me.”
He nodded, his face one of deep thought
for a few moments, “It must be someone who knows, who we’ve
told. Right?” He asked, looking up at me for agreement.
“I
think so. It can’t just be some guy randomly guessing…”
I trailed off, my mind instantly started to draw up a list of
everyone who I thought was gay. There was that guy in our Science
class, Ross. I always thought he was gay, but that was until I saw
him making out with some girl down the park a few months back, so it
wasn’t him. And then there was Jon, he always struck me as
being a little…I dunno…something,
but then again he had dated girls in the past.
Perhaps I was
clutching at straws but we HAD
to find out who had sent that note. Especially now it was a guy. Like
Jamie said, it changed things. I shared those guesses with Jamie, but
he quickly stated that they didn’t have to be gay, they could
be bisexual.
I shook my head, “But I don’t think
they’re both
bisexual.”
“No, but it only needs one of them.”
He pointed out, “Besides, they’re not all dating at the
moment.” He said, sighing, “I don’t know. It has to
be someone who we’ve told…unless someone has been
telling other people.”
I frowned at the thought. I
really hoped that it never came to that. I could live with someone
finding out by accident, but by having one of the guys, or Li
purposely tell someone about us…I wasn’t quite sure what
I’d do. Jamie and I trusted each of them enough with the
information. I very much doubted that any of them told someone.
“…I
just can’t see any other way to explain it.” Continued
Jamie.
I looked down the hall, noticing Dean walking past. If
anyone knew about Jon’s private life, it’d have to be his
best friend.
“Hey, Dean!” I called out, getting
his attention.
He waved at us, before heading over, “Hey
guys, how’s it going.”
“Not bad, you?”
He
nodded, glancing down the hall, “I’m alright, just gotta
meet Jon in a sec.”
“So how’s Jon these
days, don’t hear much about him.” I remarked.
“Yeah,
well he’s hanging out with a new girl and stuff.”
I
shared a look with Jamie. We could cross Jon off our list.
“Hey
guys I gotta run.” He said, catching sight of Jon down the
hall, “See you later.”
“Sure thing.” I
nodded, watching as he walked off.
We were screwed. It was
hard enough trying to figure out who it could’ve been when we
thought it was a girl, but another guy?
It was going to be borderline impossible to find out who it was. That
alone didn’t worry me so much. What did worry me was that this
guy
knew about Jamie and me. Was he watching us? Spying
on us? I nudged Jamie’s arm and headed into our science class,
but not before sweeping my eyes around the corridor again, wondering
what the hell we were going to do.
*
We
stood there waiting outside of the school, watching the kids pour
past us until we caught sight of her limping out of one of the doors.
Despite the crutches, which she seemed to be getting the hang of, she
seemed to be just like her usual self. Chatting with her friends,
making plans for the weekend. She was quickly back to being the Sam
Keller we all knew and loved.
Following the sprain to her
ankle, on the advice of her Doctor, Sam had to take one week off
school, to rest it, but started going the following week. She was a
tough girl, she wasn’t about to let her ankle stop her from
doing anything she wanted, however the walk home was a little too
much for her. So as usual, Noah was waiting outside the school in his
car to pick Sam up, to save her from the journey home while on the
crutches.
“How she doing?” I asked, watching as
Noah’s car pulled away, “She looks a lot more used to
that.”
“MmHmm, she is.” Jamie replied, “Just
wish it didn’t happen at all, you know?”
I nodded.
Sam did confirm that it was an accident, Eddie didn’t mean to
hurt her, but she was however, furious over him calling her brother a
‘queer’. Jamie told me he heard her on the phone telling
him that it was over, that no one said those things about her
brother. Of course Jamie loved her for supporting him like that, and
told her so, but I could easily see how much it affected him. He
didn’t want Sam to have to fight for him, least of all dump her
boyfriend because of it.
Having Josh, I could sympathise with
Jamie’s position, but also reminded him that Sam was well
within her rights to dump Eddie. I even went as far to suggest that
he’d be equally as pissed at me, if I were to insult Sam. He
laughed that one off, saying that Sam would just whip my ass before
he could do anything. And seeing how tough she was over the ankle, I
didn’t doubt that for a second.
During our walk back
from school, which we had opted to take separately from the other
guys, giving Jamie and me some time to talk, we reflected over the
note once again. Even so, it still seemed like somewhat of a futile
effort, as there was very little we could do. Hell, I’d argue
that there was nothing we could do. We were going to have to wait
this one out, and keep our eyes and ears open in case we notice
something, or better still, we find out who was posting those damned
notes into his locker!
“It makes no sense that he’ll
do anything that’ll out us.” Spoke Jamie, “And even
if he does, we’ll find out who he is.”
I nodded,
looking at him, “It does make you wonder though…how many
other gay guys are in our school, in our year.”
“Well
if we assume it’s one in ten...”
I done the math
in my head, “We have about one-thousand kids in our school, so
that means there’s around one-hundred gay kids?”
He
nodded, “I’m guessing that includes lesbians and
bisexuals though.”
“I guess. But that’s
still a crazy figure.”
He grinned, “Guess I have a
lot of potential competition then.”
“Hardly.”
I replied, leaning closer, “I wouldn’t have any other guy
anyway, even if they were all available.”
Jamie
smiled, thinking for a moment, “The note was wrong, Matt. No
one can be a better boyfriend for me.” He spoke softly,
“Ever.”
I reached out and squeezed his
shoulder, holding my hand there for a few seconds before the sound of
kids playing in the park made me remove it.
We entered my home
and went upstairs into my room. I walked over to the wardrobe,
pulling the two doors open and stood back. I turned to Jamie, “Dress
me.”
He walked over, “I always wanted a doll.”
He muttered, making me laugh.
“Not like a doll, you
know, pick out something good for me.”
“Why?
You’ve got a good fashion sense.” He replied, nodding in
agreement with himself.
I sighed, turning back to the
wardrobe, rummaging through my shirts, “Some gay guy you are.”
I teased.
I felt his hands on my waist, “Do you want me
to prove it? Prove my gayness to you?” He asked, making
me smile, “It’ll only take…well it might take a
while.” He rasped, his warm breath against my ear.
I
laughed again, leaning back against his chest, “I’d
really like that.” I replied, “But we gotta get
ready.”
Jamie gently kissed the side of my neck for a
moment, before pulling back, “Ok, we’ll get ready.”
I
spun around, grinning into his grey eyes as I cupped his face, leant
forward and placed a kiss on his lips. Jamie’s hands returned
to my waist again, pulling me closer as he kissed me back. I reached
up and slid my fingertips through his soft hair, sighing as I parted
my mouth and searched for his tongue. I found it as our kiss
deepened. Nothing could beat that feeling. Kissing Jamie was one of
the wonders of the world.
After a few minutes of lip lock, we
pulled apart. My eyes opening and Jamie coming into focus. His creamy
cheeks were tinted with a perfect pink as he watched me. There was no
denying the look in his eyes. He wanted me, like really wanted
me. My erection throbbed. I wanted him too. I eyed the clock again.
Quarter to four. If we were fast, perhaps we could’ve
made it, but with my parents finishing work at around four I didn’t
want to risk it.
“Hey.” Came his voice, getting my
attention, “Don’t sweat it. We’ll uh, do something
over the weekend.” He said, his voice soft.
I wanted to
do something with him there and then. I wasn’t sure I’d
make it until the weekend without my Jamie-fix. Yet, I found myself
agreeing with him. At least we wouldn’t have to rush the
something on the weekend. I could spend some proper time with
him. “Uh, sure.” I replied.
He watched me for a
while longer, before focusing on the wardrobe, and then to me, “Let’s
get you dressed up.”
*
I
walked over to the door and answered it, finding the pizza guy
standing there. He was the same one that delivered to me. The same
one I used to go crazy over whenever he knocked on my door. Too many
online stories had me fantasising about the ‘delivery boy’
for ages. But he was no longer in my fantasies. I had Jamie in
reality.
I handed him the cash and took the pizzas from him,
“Thanks.”
He smiled at the couple of quid tip,
“Cheers, Mate. See ya!”
I stepped back, closing
the door, before spinning around to come face to face with those
killer greys.
“He was cute.” Smiled Jamie, “I’ll
have to take down his number.”
I raised an eyebrow.
He
put on a faux serious expression, “For the pizza.”
“Suuure.”
I giggled, walking past him and into the lounge, where the guys were
battling it out on the Playstation we’d plugged into the large
TV. “Dinner is served guys!”
It was around
half-six and we were all over at Connor’s house. After Jamie
and I finished deciding on something for me to wear, we headed over
to Jamie’s house, where we picked out his clothing, and then
hung out a while. As Sam still found her ankle awkward to move about
with, she had some of her friends over, so that ruled out any chance
of us having some fun. So we had fun, just not the fun we both
wanted and needed.
I did find it hilarious at how we bumped
into Sam’s friends in the kitchen, and the way they were
fixated on Jamie. It was as though they’d never seen a boy
before! They were virtually staring continuously at him. But once Sam
made some comment about their tongues hanging out, they quickly
looked away blushing, with me giggling at the whole thing. Jamie
didn’t mind, he found the whole thing flattering. That was
until I teased him about it for the rest of the afternoon, putting on
a girl’s voice and asking to see his muscles and stuff, which
he obliged to do for me.
“Ahh, wicked!” Called out
Max, pausing the game and heading over, as I placed the three large
boxes down on the table.
I flipped open the lids, “We
have…these two with every kind of meat, uh one with a stuffed
crust.” I said, pointing to them, “And here we have the
one with extra olives and peppers on.” I finished, looking at
Beth and Ayo, as they asked for that one.
“Great!”
Exclaimed Beth, grabbing a few slices.
I looked at the other
guys, watching as Max, Ayo, and Connor attacked the two pizzas. I
grabbed a plate and took some slices for myself, as Jamie did the
same.
“Here, Sarah, have one slice at least.”
Called out Li, holding out a plate.
Sarah took it, before
piling up some of Li’s chicken and Beth’s salad on the
side, “This is the stuff that tastes good.”
“You
gotta be joking.” Spoke Max through a mouthful of food as he
sat back down on the sofa.
“Be quiet you, we aren’t
all lucky to have your kind of body Max.” She replied.
He
swallowed, “But yours is great.”
Connor and Ayo
giggled, “Max, you old flirt!” Laughed Connor.
Sarah
sat next to him on the sofa, “I only have this great
body because I don’t eat that.”
Max started a
heavy conversation about the benefits of pizza, but I focused on
Jamie as he sat across me on the dining table.
I inhaled, “It
smells delicious.”
Jamie eyed his slice, “There’s
a few things here I’d like to eat.” He smiled, his eyes
on mine, flashing me his look.
My eyes widened before I looked
away, concentrating on swallowing without choking. I looked over at
Connor, watching how he was interacting with Beth. I couldn’t
help but smile at him. It had been a long time since I’d really
seen him at such ease with a girlfriend. Don’t get me wrong, it
wasn’t like he was uncomfortable around girls, but he just
naturally seemed to get on so well with Beth that it was a shame they
broke up in the first place. And looking at the way Beth had her long
brown hair, and the way she was dressed, it was clear she was trying
to impress him. Of course the same could be said of Connor, who was
sporting a loose fitting shirt and jeans, with his hair spiked up in
quite a ‘cute’ yet handsome way. I was really pleased for
the both of them.
“Cute couple.” Remarked
Jamie.
I looked at him, “Yeah, they are.” I
replied, taking another bite.
He winked at me, “How’s
the food?”
I nodded, giving him a thumbs up as I chewed,
before swallowing, “It’s great. Yours?”
“Not
bad.” He said, before chewing on a piece of Li’s
chicken.
I glanced over at the other guys, “Hey, Beth, I
heard that you’re coming to the Prom.”
She looked
up and nodded, “Yep, I’ll be there.” She replied,
taking a quick glance at Connor.
“You better be,”
Began Ayo, “Wouldn’t want Connor to turn up without a
date.”
Connor punched his arm, “You ass!”
Max
laughed, “So what about you, Ayo. Got your eye on
anyone?”
“Huh?” He asked, looking up.
Li
grinned, “I think he does…”
Ayo blushed,
“No, I don’t.”
“Hehe, leave the poor
guy alone. I’m sure he’d find someone if he wants
someone.” I offered.
“Thank you, Matt!” He
cried.
“…Just have another slice. It’ll do
you good.” Came Max’s voice, as he offered another slice
to Sarah.
“No it won’t.” She argued, “Do
you know how bad that is for you?”
He flexed his bicep,
“Nothing bad happened yet.”
She reached over and
squeezed his arm, “Feels a little soft.”
Max took
a bite out of some of Li’s chicken, “This will fix
it.”
Jamie laughed at him, “Where’d you
guys find him?” He asked quietly, watching Max.
I
shrugged, “Someone was throwing him out, so we took him in.”
I winked.
After ten-minutes had passed since we finished
eating, we started to get into some deeper conversation. Nothing too
serious, mostly gossip or light-hearted banter, but it was great to
just chill with the rest of the group. Seeing as he’d finished
his early evening meal, Max wasted no time in pulling out the
six-pack of beer he brought with him. I had no idea how he smuggled
that one in, least of all how he snuck it into Connor’s fridge,
but there they were, as he pulled them out.
“Who wants
one?” Asked Max, taking one for himself.
Connor stood
up, “I wouldn’t mind one, thanks.” While Connor
seldom ever drank, his parents, being as they were, didn’t
object to him having alcohol, as long as he didn’t go crazy and
knew his tolerance. He turned to me, “Matt?”
I
turned him down. My Coke was all I needed.
Jamie stood up and
wandered over, “I’ll take one too, Max.”
Now
this was amusing. Jamie had made it clear before that while he
had drunk alcohol on occasion, it wasn’t something that he done
regularly. Not that his parents would have minded, Noah even told
Jamie earlier that evening that he wouldn’t mind, as long as he
‘drank responsibly’ as he put it. But to me, it was going
to be a first.
Jamie took one, “Cheers.” He
replied, in his British accent, making me laugh. He focused on me,
“You sure you don’t want one? Not one bottle?” He
offered.
“No, thanks.”
Jamie shrugged,
“More for me I guess.”
“Only if someone
will let you drink it.” Teased Max, looking at me.
Jamie
turned to me, “Can I please have a beer, Matt?”
I
laughed, “Go ahead. Just don’t make me carry your sorry
ass home later.”
He pried the cap off the top and took a
sip, “No promises.”
*
I
must admit that the idea of a drunk Jamie appealed to me on some
level. It wasn’t like I was going to ‘molest’ him
or anything, but I figured that it’d be amusing to see him like
that, just to see how he would act. I very much doubted that he’d
get physical or boisterous, instead I guessed that he’d become
a comedian, or just start giggling madly. So I was somewhat
disappointed when I wasn’t given the chance, when he decided
that one bottle was enough.
“I think Matt wants to see
me intoxicated.” He teased as we headed into the kitchen to get
some drinks, as we’d moved them there with the remainder of the
pizza once we’d cleaned up. It was getting close to eight
o’clock, so we had around a half-hour before Connor’s
parents would return with Adam.
I smiled, “It would have
been fun…but then I’d have to look after you, make sure
you know where the toilet is, get you home, mop up your sick…”
I listed, turning my nose up.
Jamie laughed, “When you
put it like that…” He said, giggling, before focusing on
me intensely.
I took a double take, “What?”
“You’re
beautiful, you know that?” He blurted out.
Blood rushed
to my cheeks as I quickly glanced about, “Jamie!”
I whispered sternly.
He stepped closer, “It’s
true.”
I walked over to the door and closed it, hearing
Jamie laugh softly. I faced him, “You sure you’re not
drunk?”
He giggled, shaking his head, “I’m
just playing with you.” He replied, “You saw how Sarah
and Beth are sitting with Max and Con. Neither of them were about to
move and get up.” He pointed out. I regarded him curiously,
making him giggle again, “I had one beer, come on!”
I
smiled, “Well, you are a lightweight.”
He winked,
“And you’re still beautiful.”
I stood there,
watching him.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked,
dumbfounding me with his confidence.
“What? Here?”
I exclaimed, looking around.
He took another step forward,
“Why not?”
“Cause someone could walk in at
any second for one, or wor-“ I spoke, before he placed a finger
on my lips.
“Shhh.” He purred, taking my hand. He
lead me over to the door, leaning back against it. “Now no-one
is going to come in.”
I shuffled on my feet, “I
dunno, Jamie.”
He pulled me to him, “Kiss me.”
I
stared into his grey pools as I slowly nodded my head, falling closer
to him and pressing my lips to his. I gingerly slipped my tongue into
his mouth, immediately tasting the beer on his lips. His long fingers
raked through my hair. I sighed heavily. I let my hands drop to his
waist, sliding them under his shirt so I was touching his bare skin.
He was so hot under those clothes. Oh how I wished we were back in
bed.
I heard someone turn the door handle before something
heavy collided with the other side, pushing Jamie into me slightly. I
pulled back lightheaded, drunk of Jamie.
“Are you guys
ok?” Came Connor’s voice from the other side.
“Yeah,
we’re fine, come in.” Answered Jamie as he straightened
out his shirt.
I quickly done the same, to realise I had a
massive tent in my jeans. I quickly ran over to the other side of the
counter and leant against it, where my waist was hidden from view. I
watched as Connor walked in, taking a quick glance about.
“Sorry,
Jamie was blocking the door.” I replied, pressing my hip
against the cupboard.
Connor looked at us, as he grabbed a few
cans of Coke, a grin on his lips, “Uh huh, just try to keep it
vertical, yeah?”
Jamie smiled, “Sure, I might just
have Matt sit on my lap in a minute too.” He teased.
Connor
blushed, “I didn’t make her sit on my lap.”
“You
didn’t stop her.” I pointed out.
He opened his
mouth, but closed it and shrugged, “And?”
Jamie
walked over, patting the top of his back, “I’m pleased
for you, Man. Really.”
“Same to you
guys.”
“Thanks, Con.” I smiled.
He
stood there for a second before picking up the drinks and turning
around, “Now I’ll let you two get back to making out.”
I
blushed furiously and looked away. I was half expecting Jamie to come
out with a retort, given the relaxed mood that he was in, but he
managed to control himself, aside from the soft blush appearing on
his face.
Connor closed the door behind him as he left,
allowing me to step out from behind the counter, causing Jamie to
giggle at me, looking at my groin, “Did I do that?”
I
nodded, “Yeah, you did.” I replied, watching as he walked
toward me, grinning.
“Now where were we?” He
asked.
I giggled, “I’ll show you.”
Jamie
smiled and closed his eyes, leaning closer.
I moved closer
towards him, closing my eyes and pursing my lips, ready for…I
opened my eyes half way to see where he was, but found him chewing on
a piece of pizza! I pulled back and looked at him, “You bitch!”
I called out, slapping his bicep.
“Mmmm.” Came the
reply through his full mouth.
I waited until he swallowed,
looking up at him expectantly, “Well?”
He glanced
at the pizza, “I definitely need to take that guy’s
number. This stuff is good.” He answered, bringing the slice to
his mouth again.
“Hello? What about me?” I
grinned, watching him take another bite.
He swallowed,
“Sorry.” He said, before offering the slice to my
mouth.
I almost felt like comically putting my hands to my
hips I was that unimpressed, but instead I decided to humour him. I
leaned forward, lining my open mouth up with the pizza and slowly
taking a bite as I stared up into his eyes. I suddenly found the
whole thing strangely erotic. Jamie was just giving me some
pizza, yet it was super hot. Really hot. Perhaps it was his eyes, the
way they focused on me as he offered the slice to my mouth again. I
swallowed, leaned in, and took another bite.
“Hehehe,
what game is this, ‘Feed the Matt’?” Came Ayo’s
voice as he peaked his head around the door.
I jumped
backward, quickly chewing before swallowing, “Don’t you
knock?” I asked.
“It’s the kitchen, I didn’t
know I had to.” He teased, poking his tongue out, before he
looked back to the door as Max stepped in, “Which pizza did you
want again?” He asked.
Max walked over and inspected
them, “That one.” He pointed, as he looked over at us.
I
quickly started to blush and turned to Jamie to see him casually
munching on the pizza slice as though nothing had happened. He even
had the nerve to raise his eyebrows and ask me, “What’s
up?”
I stared at him, watching as he focused on the
other two, before something faltered on his face. He pulled away the
slice of pizza and put it down. I glanced at Ayo and Max as they
piled up some more food, and then back to Jamie, “What?”
I asked.
He pulled me to one side, “Ayo.”
“What?”
“The
note. It could be Ayo.”
I shook my head, “I’ve
already asked him if he’s gay. I don’t think he’d
lie for this long.”
Jamie frowned, “Think about
it, he’s the only one who hasn’t had a girlfriend since
we’ve been together, he guessed that we’re together, AND
he’s also cool with it.”
“But so is Connor.”
I pointed out, “It’s just a coincidence.”
“And…”
He began, “He’s been quite…close to me
recently.”
“How d’ya mean?” I
asked.
“With this whole, ‘Call of Duty’
thing on the Xbox.”
I glanced over at Ayo, “Well
you are the only other guy who plays the game as much as he does.”
I faced Jamie, “It doesn’t feel right, Ayo’s a
friend, a good friend. He wouldn’t do this.”
Jamie
sighed, “Someone’s sending the notes, Matt. I just don’t
know who else it could be.”
I looked over at Ayo again,
watching as Max left the room, “We’ll ask him.” I
replied, as I looked at him, clearing my throat, “Ayo, can we
talk to you for a second?” I asked.
“Sure.”
He replied, as he made his way over.
I watched him carefully,
examining each of his movements, exposing him to the best of my
gaydar.
“What’s the matter?” He asked.
“Are
you gay?”
He laughed, before noticing my expression,
“Are you serious?”
I nodded.
“No, no,
I’m not.” He frowned, “You know that, why, what’s
going on?”
I pulled the note out of my pocket, handing
it to him, “Is this yours?” I asked, noting Jamie looking
at me, probably wondering where I’d gotten the note.
He
read it closely, “Um, no.” He looked up at us, “Where
did you get this?”
I glanced at Jamie. It didn’t
take a genius to figure out that Ayo didn’t send it.
“Erm…it’s
a long story.” I began, not sure if Jamie wanted me to tell him
about it just yet.
Ayo looked at us questioningly, before we
all turned and looked down the hall as the front door opened,
revealing Terry stepping through the door.
“Hey, guys!”
He called out.
We greeted him too, walking over to the door.
Jamie leaned closer to me, “You took the note?” He asked,
“I thought I threw it in the trash.”
“You
did. I took it and put it in my pocket.” I replied, “I
just forgot to take it out.”
He frowned, “Why did
you keep it?”
“So we can show it to the guys,
besides, there might be some way we can use it.” I
replied.
Jamie giggled, “I think you watch too much CSI,
Matt.”
I looked at him, shaking my head and grinning.
*
Soon
after Connor’s parents arrived home, Li and the girls signalled
that they had better head home, something that became a fact when
Li’s dad arrived in his car to drop them all off. Jamie and I
quickly began to tease Connor about the look on his face once Beth
had left, but that was cut short when I glanced at Ayo, catching the
expression of concern on his face.
We were up in Connor’s
room, winding down for the night when I nudged Jamie, pulling him to
the side, “Did you want to tell them about the notes?” I
asked, holding the note out to him.
He took it from me and
nodded, “Yeah, we should.”
“Hey, if you two
wanna head off, we won’t mind…” Began Connor,
talking to Jamie and me.
“We’ll just tease you
while you’re not here.” Finished Max.
I offered
him a small smile before we headed over to the couch where the guys
were. I glanced at Jamie, where he nodded again. I took in a breath,
“Guys, there’s something you need to know.”
They
looked up at us, frowns on their faces.
“Someone’s
been putting notes in Jamie’s locker.” I said, “We
don’t know who it is, all we know is that it’s a guy and
that…he has a thing for Jamie.”
“What d’ya
mean ‘a thing’?” Asked Max, “Someone fancies
him? Another guy?”
Jamie nodded, handing him the note,
“Yeah. Another guy.”
They were silent for a few
seconds, looking down at the note and musing it over in their minds.
Connor spoke up, “I didn’t even know there were any other
gay guys in our school.” He said, “I mean, those who are
out.”
“Yeah…” I began, sharing a look
with Jamie, pulling the note from my pocket, “But that’s
not all. Whoever it is, they obviously know that Jamie and I are
together.”
“I haven’t told anyone.”
Spoke Max almost immediately, “About you two being
gay.”
“Neither have I.” Added Ayo.
Connor
nodded in agreement, “Do either of you know who it could
be?”
I shrugged, “I thought it could be Jon, but
he’s got a girlfriend-“
“And?”
Interrupted Ayo, “He could be bisexual.”
Max shook
his head, “Not Jon. I don’t think he’s gay, or
bi.”
“You didn’t know Matt was gay.”
Said Ayo, “So Jon could be.”
I sat down on one of
the beanbags, “I dunno. It’s all messed up. Why go
through all the hassle?”
“Exactly.” Agreed
Connor, “Why doesn’t he just come out and ask
Jamie.”
“Perhaps he can’t.” Began Ayo,
“Not everyone has parents like yours, Con.”
“True,
but he obviously knows that we’re gay.” Said Jamie,
sighing, “It’s so frustrating.”
Max sipped
some of his beer, “It’s not like he can out you two.”
He said, “Maybe it’s something you shouldn’t worry
about.” He added, pausing, “Besides, it’s not like
you’re alone. We’ll be there if anything messes up.”
I
smiled at him, appreciating how he was trying to calm me down, but my
mind had different thoughts. I’d read many stories online where
another gay guy comes along, and it always
ended up badly. I could almost see this guy trying to blackmail us in
some way. He would threaten to out us unless…unless I gave up
Jamie or something as equally as messed up. I glanced at the guys
sitting there, my mind easing some. Even so, they were simply
stories. I just had to keep reminding myself of that.
But it
was easier said than done…
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