Date: Sun, 4 Jun 2000 12:33:02 -0400
From: Jason R Collett <ncboy1982@juno.com>
Subject: Locker Room romance 14

	Note to Readers: This installment is written in 1st person by
Shawn. I am hoping that everyone likes this small change to put in
something different and make it more interesting. I may alternate between
the two depending on if readers like it. Let me know!
	Warning: The following story has homosexual content. If you are
offended or made uncomfortable by material concerning sexual relations
between consenting adult men, then don't read. If it is in any way illegal
for you to be reading this, then be very careful not to get
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				Locker Room Romance
				By: JRC
				Chapter 13
	When I woke up the next morning I saw Jason looking at me.
	"Whatcha thinking about?" I asked, causing him to jump when I
spoke.
	"Nothing." He said, but I could tell there was more too it than
that.
	"What's wrong?" I asked and again he said nothing. I took my hand
raised his face directly to mine.  "What is going on in that head of
yours?" After a few seconds he answered my question.
	"I'm thinking about my Dad and the surgery." He answered.
	"Are you scared?" I asked. Stupid question.
	"Yes." He said. He looked away and that back at me before I saw the
tears roll down his face. I took my hand and gently brushed them away. I
took him in my arms and comforted him.
	"I don't want to go through with it." He said, muffled by my
shoulder.
	"Why?" I asked.
	"The surgery scares. I won't be the same without my kidney and I
don't want you and Mom having to go through the big ordeal." He answered.
	"Sweetie, I don't mind going through it with you. Your helping
someone live longer." I told him.
	"But it's my Dad?" He said. I was confused at this response.
	"What does that have to do with it?" I asked him.
	"He was never there for me so why should I do this for him?" Jason
said.
	"It's still someone's life that you are saving. Could you live with
the guilt of knowing that someone died and you could have saved them by
donating your kidney, when you have one to spare?" I asked him. I could see
in his eyes that he was thinking about what I said and he realized what I
was saying.
	"I guess not." He said.
	"I didn't think so." I said.
	"But I don't want to be inconvenience to you and Mom." He said.
	"You won't be inconvenience to me. You might be bedridden for a
week or so and I know your mom would help you and I could come over after
school and help her." I told him. It was touching to me that he wouldn't
want to make us deal with him being unable to take care of himself but I
was willing to help him.
	 "You'd do that for me?" Jason asked.
	"Yes." I answered. His eyes welled up again and he started crying
softly. His tears subsided soon after that and we decided that it was time
to clean up and start packing. Jason said he would shower first before
packing and he got up out of bed. He went into the bathroom as I got up and
put on my boxers. I threw on a T-shirt and started packing some clothes in
my suitcase. I was almost done when Jason walked out, cleanly shaven and
wrapped in a towel. I whistled as he walked out and he smiled.
	He walked to the drawers where we had unpacked our clothes and
grabbed a pair of boxers and an undershirt. Before going back into the
bathroom, he came up and pulled me to him. I could smell the soap he had
used and his toothpaste. I kissed me on the lips before saying anything.
	"Thank you." He said.
	"For what?" I asked.
	"For helping me see why it is important to help my Dad, and for
being you." He said. I smiled at him and gave him a kiss this time.
	"I love you." I said.
	"I love you too." Jason said as he let me go with another kiss and
walked back towards the bathroom. He was in there for a minute or two
before he told me the bathroom was all mine. I said thank you and walked in
and started my shower.
	It didn't take us long for us to be ready and out the door. We had
all our stuff packed and ready to go. We walked out of the hotel with two
hours before we had to be on the road. We found the beach pass way and
started walking along the beach.
	We were walking hand in hand when I decided to speak.
	"I have to do something tomorrow after school and I want you to
come with me. It is very important." I told him. "I want to introduce to
someone."
	"Who?" He asked. I looked at him and tried to answer, but nothing
came out.
 	"Tomorrow is the two year anniversary of my parents' death." I
finally said, trying to choke back the tears. I was unsuccessful as some
started to fall down my cheek.
	"I am so sorry." He said as he took me into his arms. I rested my
head on his shoulder and let the tears fall. It was the first time I had
ever let myself go like that in a long time. I was thankful Jason was there
for me when I needed him.
	He broke the embrace and looked at me.
	"You want to introduce me to your parents?" He asked. I nodded my
head. "I would be honored." He said as he brushed the tears away from my
face. He lightly kissed my cheek and eventually we started walking again.
	We walked near the water and after a few minutes we decided to sit
down and enjoy each others company and the last little while that we had at
the beach. Jason sat behind me and leaned his head on my left shoulder, his
arms wrapped around my chest.
	I watched the ocean come and go against the sand as he whispered he
loved me and kissed my neck. He watched the ocean with me as we became
mesmerized by the water.
	I had no idea how much time had passed but Jason checked his watch
and said that we needed to be going. I agreed after checking my watch and
stood up. I took Jason's arm and helped him up and we walked back towards
the hotel, his hand in mine.
	After walking for what seemed like forever, we found our hotel and
grabbed out baggage from the room. I unlocked my car's trunk and we placed
the suitcases in the trunk. Jason shut the trunk lid as I climbed into the
driver's seat. He climbed into the passenger seat as I started the engine.
	I pulled out of the parking lot and set down on the highway. After
an hour of driving Jason announced that he was hungry. I wasn't
surprised. I spotted an exit and moved to the exit lane and took it.
	We saw a couple of fast food restaurants and Jason decided to eat
at McDonald's. I pulled my car into the parking spot and turned off the
car. We noticed that there were a lot of motorcycles parked around but we
didn't pay it any attention.
	We walked in the door and all we could see was a bunch of
bikers. We looked totally out of place as all of them starred at us.
	We made our way to the front counter and stood in line where Jason
leaned over and whispered to me.
	"I think we should get our order to go." He said. I nodded my
head. We had planned to eat there. When we got to the front register we
placed our order and waited for our food. When we got our food and our
drinks we turned towards the door only to see that it was being blocked by
some bikers.
	"Going somewhere?" One of the asked us.
	"Yeah, what's it to ya?" I asked him. Apparently he didn't like
being talked back to.
	"This is our McDonald's and we didn't say you could leave." He
said. I glanced over at Jason and could tell he was scared. So was I.
	"Well, may we leave? We didn't come here to bother you." I said.
	"No." He answered.
	"What did we do to you?" Jason asked.
	"Nothing, you walked in this door and now you have to pay the
consequences." The main leader said.
	"What might those be?" I asked. I was getting tired of this.
	"Do you really want to find out?" He asked me.
	"If it is the only way I can get out of here." I replied. He smiled
before charging at me. I was thrown of guard but was quick enough to jump
out of his way before he hit me. He stopped and turned around. By the time
he had missed me all of the bikers came and started attacking us. There
were ten of them and no match for us. But we tried to fight them off.
	Jason and I both lost our food as we started fighting. The last
time I saw Jason he had delivered a knockout punch to one of them. I was
thankful then that I had taken self-defense courses when I was young and
apparently Jason had done the same.
	I then noticed that some of the employees had jumped in as well to
our defense. There was at least five people against their ten and even
though it was uneven, we were still kicking.
	I saw one guy running towards Jason with a tray while Jason was
fighting off another biker. I yelled Jason's name and he looked in time to
kick the tray away from his attacker's hands. His attacker was surprised
and Jason took advantage of it as he punched him in the stomach and then
kicked him to the floor.
	I saw a flash of something metal from the corner of my eye and
looked to see one of them coming at me with a switchblade. I didn't have
time to react but didn't need it as an employee hit the attacker in the
head from behind. The guy dropped the knife as he fell to the floor. The
employee kicked the knife away for the man's grip as he went to help
someone else.
	By this time now, we could hear sirens in the distance. I was so
happy to hear them because I couldn't keep up with this much longer.
	I looked over at Jason and saw him in a choke hold and ran to the
back of him. I raised my hands up to hit the man but I was hit first. I saw
stars before I fell to the floor.
	I laid there for a minute before gaining enough strength to stand
back up. A little dizzy, I shook my head and looked around me. The guy was
still choking Jason when his face went blank and he sank to the floor. I
wanted to run and help him but I saw another person running towards me with
his fists clenched. Hoping that I could time it right, I waited until he
was almost at me before stepping back a step and hold out my foot, planning
on tripping the guy.
	My plan was successful and he plummeted to the ground. I looked
back at Jason and saw him open his eyes and quickly trap his attacker with
his legs. I knew then that he hadn't blacked out, but feigned it to trick
the person choking him.
	"FREEZE!!" A loud voice said. Everyone is the store froze when it
was said. When I saw who it was I was very relieved. The cops had finally
gotten there. I remember looking over at Jason giving him a thumbs up
before everything went black.

I WOKE UP an hour later in the back of an ambulance. I had no idea where I
was at first but Jason was sitting beside me.
	"What happened?" I asked.
	"We got into that big fight with a bunch of bikers and you passed
out after it was over." Jason answered.
	"Are you okay?" I asked. I noticed he had a few cuts and scraps on
his face as with some bruising around his neck.
	"I'm fine." He said. "It's you I am worried about."
	"What do you mean?" I asked. I suddenly got worried that something
really bad happened.
	"You suffered a concussion somehow or another during the fight. You
also have a bad cut on your right hand." He told me. That explained why my
right hand felt numb. "They want to keep you at the hospital overnight for
observation." He said, a note of concern and sadness in them.
	"That bad?" I asked. Jason nodded. "You have to go home and go back
to school and work." I said.
	"I'm not leaving you in this town by yourself." He said.
	"I want you to go home, if they have to keep me for observation for
one night, it's not fair for you to miss school too." I said. I had a
really bad headache and I knew I was making sense. And I knew that Jason
wouldn't leave unless I was with him.
	"No." He said. I knew there was no sense in arguing.
	"Where are you going to stay? There's no money left from vacation
to get a hotel room." I said.
	"I'll worry about that. There going to take you to the hospital now
and I am going to follow you in your car." He told me. I could see a
paramedic hooking something up to the ambulance but didn't know what is
was.
	"Sir, you have to leave now, we need to get him to the hospital."
The paramedic said. I heard Jason say yes as he took my hand and leaned
over to my ear.
	"I'll be right behind you guys. Don't worry about anything, let me
do that. I love you." He said and raised up and let go of my hand. He
climbed out of the ambulance and I could hear my car's horn blow once as
Jason unlocked the door. The ambulance started and the doors shut. That was
the last thing I remembered until the next day.

I WOKE UP the next in the hospital with a terrible headache and I was
surprised to see Jason sitting in one of the chairs across from me.
	"Jason." I said. He was dozing off to sleep. He opened his eyes and
looked towards me. He smiled when he saw I was awake.
	"How are you feeling?" He asked me as he stood up and moved towards
the bed.
	"I have a terrible headache and my muscles are very sore." I
answered him. "Did you call your mom and let her know what was going on?"
	"Yes, I told her what happened and she said that she is worried and
that she would call the school and explain to the what happened. She was
very understanding." Jason said.
	"Where did you stay last night?" I asked him. He looked at me for a
moment before he answered.
	"I slept in the car." He said.
	"Where?"
	"Out here in the parking lot." He answered me. I couldn't imagine
someone sleeping in a car all night in a parking lot but Jason did it.
	"When do I get out of here?" I asked.
	"They couldn't tell me." Jason said. He looked at his watch and I
asked him what time it was. He told me it was 9:30am.
	He took my hand in his and brought it up to his lips and kissed
it. I was surprised by the gesture and then he started talking.
	"I did a lot of thinking last night and I realized how much danger
we actually stand in now. But I realized also how much I loved you and how
much I cared for you. When you passed out yesterday my heart jumped from my
chest. Shawn, I loved you with all my heart and I don't know what I would
do without you now." Jason said, his eyes tearing up a little. It took all
the strength I had to reach up and brush away his tears. When I touched him
though, the tears just came pouring down.
	I let my hand sink back down as he leaned over and put his head on
my chest. I ran my hand through his hair while I thought.
	Since we had met, we had been through so much together. The car
accident, the attack at the club, fighting the rejection at school, and the
reappearance of his dad needing Jason's kidney. We got closer and closer to
each other through each tribulation and now we were closer than ever now.
	I felt my heart swell and all my love come out for this man leaning
over my hospital bed with his head on my chest.
	After a few minutes there was an announcement that all visitors had
to leave. Jason stood up and looked at me. We both were crying now. He bent
down one more time and gave me a kiss on the lips that was so tender and so
romantic.
	We were both startled by a "Ahem." at the door. We turned and saw
the doctor that had administered me standing in the door frame.
	"Sorry." Jason said as he stood up and backed away from the bed.
	"Don't worry about it." The doctor said as he walked in. "So, how
do we feel today?" He asked me.
	"I have a terrible headache and my arms and legs hurt a little when
I move them." I told him. He nodded and looked at a chart in his hand.
	"The headache is from the concussion you suffered and your muscles
hurt due to the exertion you put on your muscles. I can prescribe a pain
killer for that." He said. He checked a few more charts and then put his
stethoscope on my chest, where a few minutes ago Jason's head was
resting. He nodded his head and removed the circular device from my
chest. He took some blue wrap thing and started pumping a little bulb to
check my blood pressure.
	Obviously he was pleased with the results from it as he released
the pressure. After sticking a thermometer in my mouth and checking my
temperature he told me I was free to leave.
	"Everything is okay with you but you must take it easy for the next
week or so. No school, no work." He stopped and smiled, winked at both me
and Jason before adding. "No funny business." That brought a smile to both
mine and Jason's face.
	"Thank you doctor." I said, relieved that I would be able to go
home.
	"Thank you very much." Jason said, standing from the chair and
extending his hand.
	"You're welcome." He said as he took Jason's in his and shook
it. Looking over at me he asked. "Do you want me to get a nurse to help you
get dressed or do you want him to do it?"
	"Him." I answered.
	"Okay, I'll bring you a wheelchair in a few minutes." He said as he
turned to walk out the door. We watched him walk out before saying
anything.
	"He seems nice." Jason said.
	"I'll say." I said. Jason moved back over to me and took my hand
again. I knew what was on his mind. How was I going to deal with being out
of school and work for a week or even two? If my muscles stayed this sore I
wouldn't be able to do anything around the house and I couldn't ask Jason
to stay out of school or work. I wouldn't let him.
	"What are we going to do?" He asked.
	"First, we are going to get me out of here, and then we will decide
what we are going to do later." I said. He nodded his head as the doctor
came back into the room bringing a wheelchair and a plastic bag.
	"Here is the wheelchair and some belongings that belong to Shawn."
He said to Jason. He nodded and took the bag from his hand.
	"Thank you." Jason said. The doctor nodded and walked out again,
telling us to check out at the nurse's office before leaving. We said we
would and he was gone.
	Jason was standing there looking at the bag. I couldn't read what
was going on in his mind but I knew something wasn't right in there.
	"Let's do this." He said as he helped me out of the bed. It hurt
very badly but Jason was slow and patient with me. After propping me on the
bed he ran and shut the door and came back. He reached around behind me and
unzipped my hospital gown. He slowly slid it of me and revealed what was
underneath. Jason gasped at what was there.
	My stomach, my chest and parts of my back were bruised
severely. Jason was shocked but not as bad as I was. I didn't even know I
was bruised anywhere on my body. Jason got over the shock and finally
opened the bag the doctor had brought. In it were my clothes from the day
before, my wallet, my watch, my necklace and my bracelet.
	Jason took my boxers out and slowly pushed my weak legs though the
holes and pulled them up my knees and finally in place. I felt really
horrible that someone had to dress me. I didn't want a complete stranger to
do it, that was why I was happy when the doctor asked me if I wanted Jason
to do it. I knew he wouldn't mind.
	He took out my white undershirt and gently pulled it over my
head. We looked at each other for a second before he gently sat me down on
the bed and pulled up my jeans.
	He buttoned them and stood me up again. Making sure I could stand
on my own, he went to get the wheelchair that was sitting over by the
door. He wheeled back to where I was standing. He put on the brakes and
came back around to me.
	He slipped his arm around my shoulder and moved me to the
wheelchair. He set me down in it and sat down on the bed. We were looking
directly in front of each other, thinking.
	Jason got down on his hands and knees and gently rubbed his hand on
my face, tracing the shape of my eyes, nose and then my lips. He let his
hands drop and put his head in my lap as he started to cry. I had no idea
why he was crying and tried to put my hand on his shoulder, but my muscles
were too weak.
	After a few minutes he raised his face and I could see the tears
running down his cheeks. Seeing him like this was tearing me apart. He
looked me in the eyes before gently kissing my lips again. When he did
this, I could feel tears of my own threaten to fall.
	"I love you." He whispered to me.
	"I love you more." I said, causing Jason to smile.
	"Are you ready to go home?" He asked, knowing the answer.
	"Yes!" I answered. He smiled and stood up. He turned off the brakes
and wheeled me to the front desk where we checked out and were handed the
prescription for my muscles. We thanked the doctors as Jason wheeled me
outside. The sun was bright as I squinted my eyes against it.
	I spotted my car parked in the visitor's parking spot.
	"I'm going to leave you here and go get the car." Jason said. I
nodded, barely, and he walked away. He looked back at me and gave me the
thumbs up as he reached in his pocket and got out my keys.
	I noticed something about him then. His clothes were very wrinkly
and his hair was disheveled, giving him a boyish look. I realized that he
must have spent the night in my car. I felt so bad for him then. His
boyfriend gets beat up and put in the hospital for a night and he sleeps in
a car just to be close. I could feel my love for him grow even more.
	I was lost in thought when he pulled around in front of me. He
rolled down the passengers window and I watched it roll down smoothly.
	"Howdy stranger. Need a lift?" He asked. He was smiling as I was
when he said it.
	"Sure, if you don't mind." I said.
	"Where ya headed?" He asked.
	"To a place I call home." I said.
	"Home it is then," He said as he got out of the car. He walked
around to me and helped me get in the car. I thought it would take forever
but he managed to get me in there comfortably.
	He closed the door and walked around to the driver's side and
climbed in. He put his seatbelt on and rolled up my window. I was thankful
they were power as it went up all the way.
	He put the car in gear and drove off. I was thankful to be leaving
this place. I have always hated hospitals and I have seen too many of them
lately.
	I reclined my seat as Jason said he was going to stop and get
gas. He asked me if I wanted anything and I remember say a drink. He knew
what kind to get.
	We were back on the road and headed home when I drifted off the a
restless sleep.

Well, guys there was Chapter 14. Only a few people have responded to the
different point of view change but I might keep it going. I hope y'all
enjoyed this one and don't forget to e-mail me with ANY comments at
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