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American
Differences
-By EmulatedLove
Chapter 5: Let's Party!
I woke
up that morning in a good mood; something which was quite rare for a
school day. I wasn't sure if it was because of the party I was going
to later or just because of life in general, I just knew that it felt
good. Every morning since the sleepover, I'd shift backwards in my
bed slightly, expecting, wishing for Jamie's form to be
snuggled up behind me. Of course it never was, but I just couldn't
shake that feeling from me. There was just something about waking up
in his arms that affected me in a big way. In a good way. There were
times when I'd give anything to be back there with him again, from
his soft skin to the feeling of his warm breath landing on my neck.
It was all magical to me and I wanted to experience it again. And
soon.
I'd been trying to scheme new ways to get us in a
sleepover position again, but every time I'd come to the same
conclusion: that we couldn't do it because it'd be too obvious. I
mean, even once a month would be pushing it. Maybe if we were twelve
we could get away with it, but not at sixteen. If I wanted to wake up
next to Jamie any time soon, I'd have to find another way. But that's
the problem, there was no other way. Not that I could see.
School
was very much the same with very little variation. I did see Hayley
though, briefly. I paid careful attention to how she averted her eyes
as I followed her. I wanted her to know that I was serious. That I
wanted her to stay away from my boyfriend. She seemed to have
understood the message though, as she didn't approach him during
school. The rest of the day went past quickly once it was over, I
could attend to some more important matters...
“Mmmm.”
I moaned into his mouth as he cupped the back of my head. I reached
down and kneaded his buns slowly, causing him to grind against me.
Jamie pulled back.
“Stop.” He giggled.
I
eyed his puffy, wet lips, “Why?”
“I don't
wanna mess up these.” He replied, patting his jeans.
I
blushed, “Oh.”
He leaned in and gave me a quick
kiss, “I love you”
“I love you too.”
We
stood there grinning at each other before I heard my mum call up the
stairs, “Max and Connor are here!”
“We're
coming.” I shouted back. I turned to Jamie, “You
ready?”
He nodded, “Uh huh.”
I was
about to walk away, but I looked back at him, “You look really
hot, babes.”
He grinned, “Thanks. You too.”
We
headed down the stairs to see Connor and a healthy looking Max
standing there.
“Nice to see you up and about.” I
remarked.
He smiled, “You know me. I'm always ready for
a party.”
I stared at his attire, “So it would
seem.” I replied in a posh accent, causing Jamie to giggle. I
turned to Connor, “Are you ready?”
“Yep, I'm
all set.”
“Right, let's go.”
*
Dean
only lived about 10 minutes away so we just walked instead of getting
a lift there. He lived in a large detached house with a fancy looking
driveway that led up to the front door. It is well known in our
school that Dean's family had money, but unlike what many other
people would do, he would be the last one to flaunt it.
You
could hear the music blaring away as we walked up the driveway,
clearly we were in the right place. Max quickened his pace so he
could reach the door first, before hammering his fist against it. A
few seconds later, Dean's brother, Paul, appeared.
“Hi
guys, glad you could make it.” He called out.
Max
extended his arms in a display and repeated himself, “You know
me.” He wasn't kidding there. Max was easily one of the most
popular guys in our school, as such, he was frequently invited to
many parties, but only went to those where we were all
invited.
“Come on in and grab something to drink.”
Said Paul as he opened the door for us to enter. “Dean's just
out the back, you can go on out there.”
“Thanks!”
I
walked through the door and looked around. Immediately in front of
the door was a large staircase that led up to the second floor. To
the right was the lounge, the source of the music, and over to the
left was the kitchen. Because of the size of the house, there didn't
appear to be a lot of people, but after looking about it was clear
that over half the sixth form were there. I didn't really know anyone
in the higher years, but I recognised some of their faces.
“Hey,
Matt!” I looked over to my left to see a very hot looking Ayo
standing there, holding a can of Coke.
I looked about,
wondering why he addressed me, but noticed that Max and Connor had
gone over to a table full of drinks in the kitchen. Jamie was still
standing next to me, like the good little boyfriend he was.
“Hi
Ayo, hows things?” I asked, reaching out to shake his
hand.
“Good, good.” He turned to Jamie, “It's
Jamie, right?”
“Yep.” Replied Jamie,
offering his hand.
Ayo shook his hand, “It's good to see
you again.”
“Same here.”
Connor
reappeared, “I got you two a Coke each, Dean's dad is keeping
an eye on the alcohol, not that you'd want any Matt.” He said,
handing Jamie and me a can.
“That's cool. I don't drink
either.” Replied Jamie.
Connor and Max looked at each
other and then back at us, “Wouldn't they make the perfect
couple?” Remarked Connor.
“What?!” Said
Jamie and me in unison, causing the others to burst out in
laughter.
I looked at Jamie and pretended to check him out,
“Naah, he's not my type.”
Jamie grinned, “You're
not good enough for me anyway!”
Connor giggled,
“Alright, let's go outside.”
I
nodded and headed for the kitchen. I had been around there a couple
of times before, but the place was built like a maze, with a
never-ending amount of doors and doorways leading off in all
directions. The door to his backyard was at the back of the kitchen.
The doors were already open so I stepped through and wandered
outside. There was a large marquee that covered the width of his
garden. There was only a few people out there, as everyone else were
inside where the music was louder.
“I found these
hanging around outside with the trash, I thought I'd bring them in.”
Said Ayo jokingly as we walked outside.
Dean was sitting down
at a large table, talking with Jon when he looked up, smiling when he
noticed us, “Hi.” He said as he stood up and came over,
“Come on over and grab a seat.”
“Hi guys.”
Called out Jon.
“Hey
guys, how's it going?” Asked Connor as we sat down.
Dean
took a sip of his Red Bull, “Yeah, it's going good.”
It
wasn't long before we were all engaged in conversation. The music
that was being played was quite good, obviously whoever chose the
songs had good taste. I leaned over to Jamie, “What did you
mean, 'Not good enough
for you'?” I
asked, grinning.
He giggled, “What did you
mean, 'Not my
type'?”
I
winked at him, “I lied.”
He nodded, “You're
still not good enough though.” He teased.
I flashed him
a toothy grin and looked around the group when something came to
mind, 'Where are
the girls?' I
thought to myself. Not that I was in desperate need of them, but it
was quite unusual to see Dean without a girl, so I found it odd that
his current girlfriend wasn't there, if he had one.
Max seemed
to be having similar thoughts, “Where are all the girls?”
He asked, looking around.
Dean laughed and looked at Max,
“What? Tired of being single?”
He shook his head
and laughed, “I'm just taking a break.”
He
laughed, “Ok, sure.” He said before sipping his drink, “I
did talk to Sarah and some of her friends, so they should be here
soon.” He replied.
“Are you and Sarah dating?”
I asked. I might not be interested in girls, but I sure as hell liked
to know all the gossip.
“Yeah. Only since last week
though.”
I nodded. Sarah was one of the nicer girls in
our year and she was smart too. Very smart.
“I'll call
her.” Said Max while standing up and pulling out his mobile.
“How do you have her number?” Inquired
Connor.
Max shrugged, “I have everyone's number.”
Jamie
leaned toward me, “I wonder if he has Hayley's?”
I
choked on my drink, causing it to dribble down my chin.
Jamie
patted my back and giggled, “Just kidding.”
I
wiped up the spill and looked at him, “I hope so.”
“You
guys going to the Chelsea game?” Asked Jon who took a seat next
to us.
“Yeah, are you?” I asked. Jon was a
notorious Chelsea supporter.
He rolled his eyes, “Of
course.” He paused, “Hey, maybe we could go up there
together?”
“Sure, that sounds like a good idea.”
I replied.
He turned to Jamie, “Do you like
football?”
Jamie shrugged, “It's
alright.”
“Alright? Man! It's the best thing
ever.” He replied quickly, “I guess you're an American
football fan then?”
Jamie shook his head,
“Baseball.”
“They're just around the corner.
Sophie's dad is dropping them off.” Replied Max.
“Who's
coming?” Asked Ayo.
“Sarah, Li, Beth and Tanya.”
He replied. None of those names sent any alarm bells ringing. Me and
the guys regularly hung around with them at school. They were quite a
nice group to be with. Actually, they didn't even give Jamie any
trouble since he started. They said 'Hi' of course, but they didn't
throw themselves at him.
Connor looked up, “Beth?”
He
nodded.
Beth used to attend our school a few years back, but
she moved a few miles away and changed her school. Connor dated her
when she was still in our class, but they broke up soon after she
left. We still see her from time to time down town, but not as often
as we used to.
“Do you still like her?” I
asked.
He looked across, “She was one of the nicer girls
I've dated.” That was true. For all his good looks and great
personality, Connor did seem to pick the short straw far too
often.
Max shook his head, “But do you still like
her?”
“I haven't spoken to her in ages. I have no
idea what she's like now.” He replied.
“Well,
there's plenty of others to choose from.” I said.
Ayo
turned to me, “Speaking of that, when was the last time you
dated?”
Shit!
Why the hell would he want to know that?
I looked at him, noting that everyone's eyes were on me,
“What?”
“You know, when did you last date
someone? It must have been a while ago.” He said. I quickly
looked at Jamie, he seemed to be as alarmed as I was.
I
swallowed, “I...I'm too busy. Yeah, I don't have the time.”
I said, feeling my cheeks beginning to warm.
They all just sat
there for a moment, looking a bit puzzled.
I thought I'd
continue, “Besides, it's not like they're going anywhere,
right?”
Dean opened his mouth to speak, but he was
interrupted.
“Hey guys!”
I turned around
to see a pretty looking Sarah walking out of the house, followed by
the rest of the girls. I breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't have
come at a better time.
Dean stood up, “Hey babes, how
are you?”
I didn't pay attention to her response. I was
just glad the pressure was off me. I looked at Jamie who was offering
me a small smile, one that I promptly returned. I quickly glanced
around the guys, all of them were paying attention to the girls, all
of them except Ayo, who was looking directly at me. Not a threatening
look, but one that quickly made me uncomfortable. He looked from me
to Jamie before he drank some of his drink.
“Aren't you
going to say hi?” Whispered Jamie.
I looked at him and
realised I better address the girls, “Oh, sure.” I stood
up and turned around, coming face to face with Li. Li was a very
beautiful girl, with her Chinese heritage giving her a very 'cute'
look. Her silky, black hair was quite long and gave her a very
mysterious look, a look that was enhanced with her dark eyes. She was
a few inches shorter than me and had a very slim appearance. “Hi
Li, it's good to see you.” I said, smiling.
“You
too Matt, how are you?”
“I'm good thanks,
you?”
She smiled, “Yeah, not too bad.” She
turned to Jamie, “And how is my favourite American?”
He
flashed her a toothy grin, “I'm fine, how are you?”
She
faced me, “Don't you just love his accent?”
“Yeah.”
I replied quickly, before I blushed, realising what I said. 'Dammit!
Am I trying to out myself?' I
thought, but luckily Li didn't seem to notice.
“I'm
good, thank you Jamie.” She replied before she went over to see
the other guys.
Jamie turned to me, “Don't you just love
my accent?”
I shoved him lightly, “Shut
up.”
“Make me.” He giggled.
I smiled
at him, but not before I noticed Ayo staring at me again.
*
“So
I was sitting there in the sand pit, just building a sand castle,
minding my own business, when somebody
decides it's fun to pour sand in my hair.” Said Sophie who was
glaring at Max, causing us to burst out in laughter.
Max
laughed, “I did say sorry though.”
Sophie rolled
her eyes, “Oh, well! That makes it all better then.”
“Oh,
come on! I was like four years old.”
I faced Jamie, “See
what we had to put up with in nursery.”
Jon waved a
finger, “Don't you mean Kindergarten?”
“I
think he gets the idea.”
Jamie laughed, “Ah! I
feel for you.” He looked about, “So did you all go to
nursery
together?”
Ayo's stares were starting to bother me now.
I had to talk to Jamie and soon.
“Anyone want something
to drink?” I called out, standing up. We'd all eaten some of
the buffet food a while ago, so I figured that some of them must be
thirsty.
Once everyone told me what they wanted, I poked Jamie
on the shoulder, “C'mon, you can help me carry them.”
He
nodded and followed me over into the kitchen. Once we were out of the
guys hearing, I turned to him, “I think Ayo knows.”
“Knows
what?” Asked Jamie while stacking some cans.
“About
me. Maybe even about us.”
He paused and looked at me,
before glancing outside to check that no one could see, “How do
you know?”
“He's been staring at me, ever since he
asked me that stupid
question.”
Jamie nodded and thought for a moment, “What
should we do?”
I sighed, “I don't know.”
“Maybe
you should talk to him, ask him what's wrong.”
That
surprised me, “I'm not going to tell him, if that's what you're
asking.”
“I didn't say that. I mean, if he asks
you, then you can say no.”
I nodded, “I guess.”
I thought for a moment, “Jamie, are we too obvious?”
He
started picking up the drinks, “I don't think so...” He
paused, eyeing me, “Unless you keep on dropping yourself in
it.” He giggled.
I blushed, “I know, I just need
to watch what I say.” I faced him, “You know this was a
lot easier before you came along.”
“What
was?”
“Being in the closet. At times I even forgot
about it completely.”
He nodded, “I know what you
mean.” He grinned at me, “But I wouldn't trade this for
anything.”
I looked at him, “Me too, Jamie.”
We shared a small moment until I glanced back down at the drinks,
“Come on, we better deliver these.”
Fortunately no
one seemed to notice that we'd been gone for a while, except Ayo that
was, who was quick to point it out, “I thought you two had
gotten lost...or something.” He said while I handed him a
can.
I smiled at him, “Yeah.” I glanced across at
Jamie. 'Perhaps
Jamie had a point, maybe I should talk to him, see what his problem
was.'
I thought to myself. I moved closer to him, “Look, Ayo. Can I
speak to you for a second?”
He looked at me and then at
Jamie, “Yeah, sure.”
He followed me out of the
marquee towards the other end of Dean's garden. It was a lot colder
out here, without any cover from the wind. I turned to him, “Ok,
what's going on Ayo?”
He frowned, “What do you
mean?”
“You've been staring at me all night!”
I watched him carefully, “Did I do something?”
He
was silent for a moment before he shook his head, “No you
didn't do anything.”
“Then what's wrong?”
“I
shouldn't have asked you that question earlier, not in front of the
others. I'm sorry.” He said quickly.
I frowned, “That's
it? That's why you've been staring at me?”
“Well,
no. I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry.”
I sighed,
“That's fine.” I paused, “Are you going to tell me
what's wrong?”
He looked me in the eye, “I don't
want you to get angry or anything...”
I nodded.
He
paused, “Are you and Jamie together?” I didn't reply
straight away so Ayo continued, “I really don't care if you
are, my cousin, she's gay.” He stepped closer, “You can
tell me Matt.”
I looked at the seriousness on his face.
I knew he was being sincere. Part of me wanted to open up to him,
tell him everything, including Jamie. But the other part wanted to
remain locked up, away from prying eyes. I made my decision. I'd made
my decision when I told Jamie that I wasn't going to tell
anyone.
“No. No, I'm not gay.” I forced myself to
laugh, “And I'm definitely
not dating Jamie.”
Ayo continued to stare at me. 'Oh
God! He doesn't believe me, now he knows the truth and that I'm a
terrible liar.'
I thought to myself. I watched his expression before he started to
smile, prompting me to do the same.
“I thought I'd just
ask, you know, just in case...” He began.
“That
was nice of you to...check.” I replied.
He grinned at
me, “Can we go back inside now, it's cold.”
I
nodded, “Yeah, sure.” I watched as he turned, “Wait.”
He
looked at me.
“Are you...gay?” I asked.
He
giggled and shook his head, “No, I'm not.”
I
smiled, “Ok, just checking.”
When we walked back
into the marquee, Jamie's face seemed to be one of worry, until he
noticed me. I quickly gave him a wink and a smile, letting him know
that everything was alright.
“Jeez, where have you guys
been?” Asked Max.
“Well, if I'm not mistaken, it's
someone's birthday soon.” I said, looking at Connor. Connor's
birthday was in around a months time. I figured it would be a good
excuse to use here.
“Oh, that!” Said Max jokingly,
as though he'd forgotten, earning him a punch from Connor.
Jamie
turned to me, “You alright.” He said quietly.
“Yeah,
we'll talk later.” I replied.
He nodded.
*
It
wasn't long after before we started to disperse. It wasn't that late,
only about 8:30 but the day after was still a school day. Who has
parties during the week anyway? We waited outside until the girls got
picked up by one of their parents before we set off. Once we neared
our homes, Connor and Max went in the opposite direction as it would
be quicker for them, rather than walk towards mine.
“See
ya guys.” I called out.
“Yeah, bye.” Replied
Connor.
Jamie and I started walking toward mine, he faced me,
“Can we talk now?”
I smiled at him, “Of
course.”
“What did he say?” He asked.
“He
basically asked me if I was gay.” I paused, “Actually, he
asked me if we were together.”
He nodded, “What
did you say?”
“I said that I'm not gay and that
we're not together.”
“Are you ok with that?”
I
frowned, “What do you mean?”
“I mean you
could have told him, but you didn't.”
“I told you
that I wouldn't say anything, especially about us. That's something
that we can decide together, when the time's right.”
Jamie
smiled, “Good. I wouldn't tell anyone about us either.”
He paused, “How was he about it?”
I nodded,
“Really well actually. I even asked if he was gay, he
isn't.”
“So he's accepting?”
“I
think so. He said his cousin is gay. Perhaps he has a strong
relationship with her or something that helped him in that
way.”
“Yeah, that's good, to have someone on our
side.”
“Uh huh.” On
our side' I
thought to myself,
'It sounds like we're going to war.'
We
arrived outside my house a few minutes later, “I'll walk you to
yours.” I offered, but Jamie shook his head.
“No,
let me see you inside.” He replied. Awww, I loved him so much.
I looked at him, the street lamps reflecting off his smooth skin,
creating a glow to his face, like an angel. “You have no idea
how badly I want to kiss you.” He whispered, after a few
seconds of silence.
I smiled, “I know, I feel the
same.”
“Maybe we can someday?” He asked.
I
nodded, “Someday, I promise.”
“I'm gonna
hold you to that, Matt.” He replied.
I stared at him for
a couple of seconds, “I'll see you tomorrow?” I
asked.
“You'll see me tomorrow.” He confirmed
before I turned and walked up to my door, unlocking it with my key
and opening it slightly.
I turned back to Jamie and smiled at
him, ”Goodnight Jamie.”
He smiled back, “Goodnight
Matt.”
I walked through and closed it behind me. I
leaned against it for a couple of seconds and smiled to myself.
My
dad walked around the corner and looked at me, “Are you alright
Matt?”
“Yep, I'm fine.” I said as I walked
past him.
“Did you enjoy the party?”
“Yeah,
it was...interesting.”
“Interesting?” He
asked.
I nodded.
“Well as long as you had
fun.”
Spending three hours next to my boyfriend. Yeah,
I'd call that fun. And then some.
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