Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2002 06:00:01 -0500
From: Andy Smith <makeitlove@hotmail.com>
Subject: Make it Love - Chapter 2  Last Dance

Make It Love

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 Chapter 2 The Last Dance



Watching him drive away I felt as if part of me went with him.  It was
weird really.  I never felt that way with Brett, I mean. . he left all the
time and I love him, but I always knew he was coming back.  I wondered if
this new feeling was normal .. or was what I had with Brett
normal...damn. . .this is too confusing.  Brett always kinda never wanted
to get close like.  You see he doesn't like kissing, I do I think its
romantic and I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.

My reason for staying just drove away.  I suddenly needed to go. . away
.. home .. . I remembered to call Philip to come get me.  I didn't want to
stay anymore.  There was nothing else I wanted to do here anymore.  So I
pulled my cell phone out and dialed him up.

"Hi Philip? Can you come get me now?  Please?" I asked with a bit more
eagerness in my voice then I'd intended.

"Hey Buddy!  What?  Now?  How's the dance, your not supposed to be finished
till midnight, its only. . . umm. . 10 p.m.  Everything ok?"  Philip's
voice relating his concern that something . . .or someone had upset Nate.

"No, everything is cool.  I'm just tired and ready to come home.  Can you
come get me please?" I said, but on the inside I was thinking I how much
wanted to go cuz it was getting kinda to much and I was feeling sick in the
guts from being nervous all the time. I just wanted to go to bed so the
next day would come quicker.

"Well Nate, I'm still at work .. let's see . . .  it'll be at least an hour
before I can get there.  Can you make it till then?"

"Sure, I'll go back inside .. just message me on the phone when you get
here.  Oh, and Philip . ..umm... thanks!".  Damn! I wish mum could come get
me. But that's not gonna happen. I know she isn't feeling to good.

"No worries, I'll cya in an hour!" click

I sighed deeply and stared at the phone in my hand.  I wish Josh had given
me his cell phone number.  ^sigh^ Well, I made my way back inside, best if
I find something to get my mind off things.  They stamped our hands with
ink so we could come back without going through all the checking out and
stuff, so I was able to get back with no problem.  I found the girls that
were protecting Josh and they all wanted to know how things went out side.
They were so friendly and nice to me to.  I really liked them, I even got
their phone numbers too, I bet my brother will poke fun at me pickin up
girls. ^sigh^

"Are you ok Nathan?  You look tense," Krista said.

"I'm just thinking about Josh, I really like him . . .  he was so cool, I
think maybe I screwed it up a bit though".  I said, my voice trailing off
as I remembered pushing things too much while we were dancing.

"How come," asked her friend.

I was blushing and said "I think I messed it up some cuz I got a bit
. . . umm . . . "

"Horny, hehe . .." giggled Krista, I blushed big time

"Um well yea a bit," I said while turning a very lovely shade of bright
red!

"It will all work out Nate, you just met him give it time," Krista said.

I told them everything was cool and that we were gonna call each other.
Secretly inside I was praying so hard that he would really call me.  I knew
he would. . but what if he didn't?  I'd call him is what.  But what if he
got home and decided I was too touchy feely tonight and wouldn't take my
call.. . arrrhhh. . . this is gonna kill me until I find him again.  I
don't really have any close friends you would call "best friend," maybe
Brett is, but I can't talk to him about a lot of stuff, always makes me
feel nervous cuz I know he's told Philip about some serious stuff that was
way personal.  Kinda makes me feel like I can't trust him.  I always start
thinking too much and that's something I gotta work on. arghhh

I walked over to a table. . I didn't wanna dance anymore, I just wanted to
dream of his kiss on my cheek.  so I dreamt . . of taking him in my arms
and kissing him then when he kissed me one the cheek. . . I mean really
kiss him.  You know?  I wanted to hold him and kiss him, to touch him
. .. .but I couldn't.  I couldn't do that to Brett, it just wouldn't be
right.  But I could dream couldn't I?  Dream about this soft lips, his
small but firm body pressed against mine, about the way his body responded
to mine and flowed so gently with me on the dance floor .. . I could dream
about his ocean blue eyes, his silky blonde hair . . .dream about how he
looked beneath his shirt where my hands had roamed just moments
ago. . . about .. . .

While I was sitting there daydreaming about Josh, this really cute boy
about 15 or so walks up and sits down beside me.  He sorta looked me up and
down then he introduced himself as Tony, and started asking me about where
I went to school and stuff.  He was tall and really thin but way hot.  He
was wearing this cool gold chain and had fantastic skin, and parted his
dark brown hair down the middle, and the deepest brown eyes.  We chatted a
few minutes before he asked me if I wanted to dance.

"Okay sure, just no funny stuff ok, I've had my bum pinched and been
touched up so much tonight." I laughed and he did to.

"I know how you feel, I've been hit on by a lot of guys as well, but they
weren't really my type," said Tony, He smiled a kinda evil grin, but I just
took it as if he was happy, happy to dance with me? Yea right, what's so
special about me, my mum says I'm so good looking, but that's what mums
always say. Even Philip has said it, but I just poke my tongue at him and
say he's not my type ^hehehe^.  I didn't really want to, but I knew Philip
was gonna be an hour or so getting here so I said ok and we headed out to
the dance floor.

The building was so incredibly hot.  Probably because there was so many
people, or they had the AC off. . I don't know.  But you could smell all
the guys sweating and the girls perfume, I wondered if this is what its
like to work in a perfume factory, jeez I think to much.. .  it was making
everyone in the place all hot and horny.

When we got out on the floor and started dancing, he had his arms around
me.  I was amazed at how good it felt.  He was only just slightly taller
then me and had on a white shirt with kinda like army pants that came to
his knees.  He definitely wasn't hard to look at.

The DJ put on a really cool slow dance song . . . a sad song.  It was by
Roxette, "It Must have Been Love."  The words nearly made me cry.  I was
dancing with Tony. . but I was thinking about Josh.

". . .it must have been love but it's over now, from the moment we touched
.. . "

The song finished and they played Aerosmith's song from Armageddon, way
cool song to, its Brett's favorite movie and he likes the group.  At first
I was a bit nervous, but soon I relaxed and put my head on his shoulder and
could smell his cologne and I found my hands wandering up to his pecs.  His
warmth was alluring and I was slowly rubbing his chest.  He was sweating a
lot.  The next thing I new he was copping a feel of my ass!  I pushed his
hands away but didn't say anything, we kept dancing anyway.  I moved my
hands quickly, deciding it wasn't fair for me to be touching him like that
and then to be mad at him for touching me, so I lowered my hands to around
his waist.  But Tony didn't want to stop once he started.  The more we
danced, the more Tony kept putting his hands all over me and I was getting
way uncomfortable.  Him touching me like that was making me blush.  I never
had a guy.  .a strange boy.. touching me like this.  I could see he was
getting horny cuz of the bulge in his pants, and he was breathing really
heavy on my neck.  He kept pulling me closer to him.

"Hey, come on. Quit feelin me up so much, I just wanna dance okay!" I said.

"Okay," He said sorta dreamy like and put his head on my shoulder and he
pulled me a little closer.

 Then after a bit, he kissed me on the neck.  It was a wet kiss, I could
feel his tongue on my neck, he was tasting me!  Kinda felt like he was a
vampire tryin to suck my blood out.

That was it.  I just walked away leaving him standing alone on the floor.
I glanced back over my shoulder at him and could tell he was upset with me
about it, but I just couldn't keep it up.  It was obvious that he wanted to
do more then just dance, and making out with a boy except Brett wasn't
gonna happen (even though Brett and me rarely make out). . I just wanted to
make friends. . . . damn!  I wished Brett was there.  .he would have pound
the crap outta this jerk.

I made my way over to where the girls were and started talking to them
again.  They wanted to know everything about what just happened.  Since
Josh left, I was their new charge I guess .. cuz now they were watching out
for me.  They could see him coming up behind me ad they all sorta circled
around and weren't about to go anywhere.

About this time Tony came over to me.  "Hey, what gives, your all over me
and you start getting mad at me for touching your ass, matter with you?" He
asked with more then an angry tone ... I could sense the hurt as well.

"I'm sorry dude," I said, "Its just that I told you that I didn't feel
comfortable with you touching me like that.  I said it at least three
times. . .you just won't stop!"

"Ok," Tony said in a bit more conciliatory tone, "I won't do it any more."

"Tony, YOU JUST KISSED ME ON THE NECK!  I don't want that. . . I just want
a friend!"  What I knew is that it made me feel cheap .. used.  I didn't
like it.

"Damn," He said, "we are at a GAY and LESBIAN dance .. .what did you
expect!?"

"Look," I said, "kissing me is just way to personal for me, ok.  I just
don't want to do that stuff.  If you want to keep coping freebies and shit,
you'll just have to go find someone else.  All I want to do is dance
. .that is all."

"Fine!" He said as he stormed off.  He looked back over his shoulder and
said, "You stuck-up bastard!" And shot me the finger.

I turned my back to him and pretended I didn't care about what he said.
But I did.  How could things turn so bad so quickly?  I was blushing pretty
bad now, and getting mad.  God, how I wished Philip would come and get me
outta here.  By now I was really feeling shitty.  As I sat over on the far
side of the building, all the older guys kept coming over and wanting to
dance and stuff.  They were the same ones that I'd seen trolling all
evening .. now I was the bait.  Some of the new arrivals were worse then
the others.  This was getting outta hand pretty quickly.

I was now the youngest one left at the dance, all the rest were like 16 and
17 years old and stuff.  I heard some of them saying they had to go cuz
there parents said to be home early.  I decided that I was gonna have to do
something cuz it was obvious at this late hour that the weirdo's had
declared it trolling-for-ass time.  Even the adult sponsors were out on the
floor now saying stuff like, "Ease of on the contact when your told .. read
the rules!"

This group of loud guys came in making all kinds of noise, until they saw
me, then they came over to me and wanted to talk.  They certainly were not
guys I wanted to hang with so I had to keep moving around.  I could feel
dozens of sets of eyes all looking at me. . . it gave me the creeps and I
had butterflies in my stomach.  Looking around the floor at the splintered
groups of kids, I spied a group of really big guys .. . not exactly my type
you know .. but they seemed nice.

I made my way over towards them.  When I got over closer this one really
big guy says, "Hey cutie!"  I blushed big time.

"Mind if I sit here a little while?" I asked.

"Sure," the big guy said, "you can sit here on my lap!" He said as he
patted his knee.  My heart skipped a beat and I felt my face go flush
again.  Jeez what next I said to myself.  It must have been pretty
apparent, because he immediately said, "Hey, relax, we're just teasing.
Come and sit here we got a spare seat."

I remembered to breath and moved slowly towards him and sat down.

"You, my friend, are so cute you're just an easy mark. . that's why all
those dudes are hitting on you.  Stay here with us, you'll be safe here
. .. promise," the big guy said trying to put me at ease.

I smiled at his easy nature and began to relax.  Finally I found a
relatively safe place to wait for Philip.  The big guys seemed contented to
serve as my own personal buffer squad and pretty much kept the hounds at
bay.  So I sat and watched the comings and goings, while I sipped my coke
and waited for Philip.  I listened to the guys talking about how they
weren't sure they liked girls and stuff.  I was happy to just sit and
listen.  The DJ was playing all sorts of crappy music by now as he
evidently was running out of good stuff.  Peeps kept coming up to him
requesting songs and stuff. . they were better then what he was serving up.

At one point this kid about 17 goes up and gives the DJ a request .. said
it was for the cute kid over in the corner in shorts.  When I looked
around, the boy was looking straight at me .. .that was for me!... . .I
blushed the appropriate shades of red and slunk down in my seat a little
further.  God .. .how much worse can it get!

My thoughts were deep into what I was gonna say to Josh when I called him
tomorrow when my phone beeps at me .. I nearly jumped outta my skin!  It
was Philip messaging me that he was outside.  YEAH!!!

"There's my ride," I said to the group, "My brother is waiting outside . I
got to go.  Thanks for talking with me and helping me and all."

"No worries mate," he big guy says, "Aren't you gonna leave us you number
then?  We can finish this conversation in a more private setting!"

"Not!" I said, and laughed.  It was fun and I knew he was teasing.  They
had already given me their numbers, I wasn't sure if I was gonna call them,
but that's how it goes .  . . hey.  I headed toward the door, but turned
back to wave at my new friends .. they were all watching and waving as left
out the door.  It made me feel good that they were so nice and they liked
me.

I was smiling once I got to the car and hopped in.  Just a few more hours
until I can call Josh!  Hmmmm .. . Brett is supposed to come over tomorrow
.. this should be interesting.

"Hey Bud!" Philip said with genuine warmth, "Have a good time then?"
"Yep!" I said, looking straight at him with this big-assed grin.  I reached
across the car and hugged him really quick.  "Thanks, this was the best!"

"Here, stop that!" He teased, you'll have the whole place thinking in a
minute!"  His smile told that he was just poking fun.  He slipped the car
into gear and set off for home.  I settled in for the 30-minute ride home.
I was staring out he window letting my mind cascade over the events of he
night.  I just couldn't get Josh out of my mind.

"So," Philip asked, "Who is it your thinking about there little man?"

I looked over quickly at him and blushed several shades of red.

"Ooooo, who is she then?"

"Man Philip!" I squirmed, "I just met some cool peeps `s all.  But I did
meet this one cool friend."

Philip looks at me and says, "Friend', aye!"

"Yeah, friend," I said with as innocent sounding voice as I could muster
under the circumstances, "a friend."

"You know you can talk about anything to me, right?"

"Yep, thanks Philip," I turned back towards the window, my thoughts racing
a zillion miles an hour.  He is so cool, Philip is, but I am so not ready
to tell my brother about all this.  I mean, do I love him. .Joshua?  I love
Brett, I know this, but I feel so ashamed that I have these feelings for
Josh.  How can I have these sorta feelings for two boys .. .I know that I
have Brett.  He has been with me for two years now.  I know and understand
my love for him.  But this new thing . .it is so real, so
. .. umm.. powerful.

Philip knows about Brett, knows we are . . umm .. .more then just best
friends, but he really doesn't approve of Brett.  He thinks Brett is too
old for me.  Philip knows Brett from before I was his boyfriend, and there
is something about him that Philip doesn't like, but he won't talk much
about it.

"Well..." Philip asks.

"Well, what?"

"Are you gonna tell me about him then?"

I started telling him about Josh then, I couldn't hold it back, it all came
spilling out.  I told him about his blonde hair, the gorgeous blue eyes
(didn't say gorgeous), the happy smile, everything.  I didn't say I love
him .. cuz I wasn't so sure about that myself.

"I want him to be my friend Philip," I ended.

"Sure Bud, you sure need more friends, Mum worries about you a lot," he
said putting his big arm around me pulling me into a brief, but well needed
and warm hug.  I know my mum is sick, and it kinda makes me feel guilty
when Mum worries about me, she needs her strength.

Philip left me alone to my thoughts after that.  I just snuggled into the
side of the car, looking out the window and let the memory of him linger
and cause me to smile as I watched the world passing bye.

When we finally got home, I went around the car and hugged Philip really
tight.  "Thanks Philip, this was the most fun I've had in a long time.
You're the best!"  And I stretched up on my tiptoes and kissed his stubbly
cheek.

"Yech!" He exclaimed and wiped exaggeratingly at his face.  He was smiling
so big though I knew he was teasing.  I pretended to act hurt and he just
swatted me on the bum and said to get on in the house.  I got on the porch
and turned to wave and watch him pull out and head for his apartment.  I
hated to see him go .. it always made my tummy churn ... I wished he could
still be home with us.

Philip tried to explain why he wanted to move out ... cuz the house we have
is small, and said that since we both were getting to big to be having bunk
beds in the 1 room, and I needed my privacy so did he.  Still, I do love
him heaps.

I went inside, kicked off my Nike's and made my way towards my room.  I
checked in on Mum, her light was on her night stand so I knew she was
awake, waiting for me to come home.  She always waited for me.  I came in
and she put her book down on her chest and smiled as I came over to her.  I
hugged her real close and I didn't want to let go, yup I still like huggin
and kissing my mum, even my brother who makes fun about it, still its cool.
Philip always said it takes a real man to show his feelings.

"Have a good time dear?" she asked, petting my hair like she always did.

"Oh yes Mum, absolute best!"  I kissed her cheek and pulled back to look at
her.  Her health was failing so fast these days.  It put a tear to my eyes,
but I blinked them away really fast.  Can't have Mum seeing me cry about
this.  I have to be strong .. I am the man of the house now.

I talked all about what happened and she liked listened and nodded
sometimes, said it was getting late I should go to bed now.

"Night Mum," I said, "Call me if you need anything."

"Kay," she said and smiled warmly and hugged me again, kissed me and shooed
me off to bed.

Once safely in my room I let my guard down and just flopped down on the
bed.  My mind was racing, so many thought, emotions. . it was all a bit
overwhelming actually.  I felt like crying...I was just nearly on the verge
when my phone rang!  Damn! I jumped like I was shot, my heart skipped a
beat.  A devilish grin spread across my face as I reached to pick it up.

"Hello, Sc... ."

"Hey Bud!"  It was Brett.  .thank God he always interrupted me!

"Hey Brett!  I missed ya tonight. Sure wish you could a have been there."

"Yeah," He said, "I wanted to be you know that, but they changed my hours
and there wasn't anything I could do.  You got my message .. . right?"

"Sure, Mum told me you had to work.  Still sucks though, we've been
planning going to this for two weeks." The whining in my voice was very
apparent.  "Don't know why you don't quit anyway .. it's not like you need
the money."

"Look Nate, (damn. . I hate when he calls me that) we've been through this.
It's the principle of the thing," He said.

"Don't know why I am the one who always has to have the `principle' lesson
though.. . it's the shits ya know," I said, not wanting to let go of the
whining just yet.

"Dude, are we gonna go through this again tonight?" He asked with a voice
that was a bit perturbed.

"No," I sighed, "Why'd you call anyway?"

"Just wanted to hear your sexy voice, don't you know?"

"Well, you could have heard it all night. . I missed you ya know."  I hated
me for being so whinny, but I was loosing him, I could feel it.. I was so
in love with him and it scared me to death the thought that one day he
wouldn't be mine.

"Dude, I'm coming over in the morning and we can have lunch together and
stuff.. . ok?"  This was his idea of a peace offering every time. . . .he
comes over, we eat, he is happy, I get to let him hold me
some. . everything is fine.

"Yeah, okay, I'll see you tomorrow then.  I love you Brett."

"You too!"

click

I held the phone to my forehead and swore beneath my breath .. that was not
what I wanted to say to him. . why does that happen?  I wanted to say I
love you Brett and I want you to come over right now and hold me.  I wanted
to tell him I could feel him slipping away and it scared the hell out of
me.  I wanted to tell him that I wanted him to hold me forever. . . I said
none of that.  ^sigh^

I rolled over and started taking off my clothes.  I smelled pretty bad and
needed a shower. . but I was way too tired to do anything about that
tonight.  I took my shirt off and pulled it to my nose.  I could smell him.
..Josh. . his sweat, his cologne. .. mixed with mine . it was sooooo
incredibly hot. . holding that shirt and smelling him all over again.

When we danced, he was so incredible.  Josh was smaller then me. . . but I
wasn't really all that big, but we seemed to fit.  It is hard to explain
that . . .but I could feel it.  It was almost like we belonged together.
As my mind went over each dance I remembered every way our bodies touched.
The whole night I was basically boned up .. . couldn't help it. . it was
just so incredible to be so near him.

I lay there for at least a couple of hours reliving every detail ..  I
never remember laying awake thinking of Brett for so long.  But there was
something about dancing with Josh . . . I felt myself drifting back to the
dance floor.  I was holding him . . . swaying to the music. . . .feeling
his heart beating. .. .

With thoughts of Joshua dancing in my mind I drifted into dreamland .
. .God. . is this love . .am I in love . .. .


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