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Chapter 3: The Date
Rob's POV
(Same day from Chapter 2, at Julian's estate)
As I laid Julian's long, king-sized, five-stared bed that was proved to be completely soft and comfortable. I forgot how comfortable this thing was. I remembered when we would have sleepovers and we sleep in the same bed. Julian was fine with it, but I wasn't because I couldn't get any sleep without getting a boner from his occasional brushing into my cock with his firm ass. I hated not falling asleep first.
I scooted into the bed, like I was trying to relax every muscle in my body. Working out this morning took a toll on my energy, I just wanted to fall asleep on his bed, but he might hear me talk in my sleep about him in sexual ways, so I tried to stay awake.
Julian was digging in his long, walk-in closet for clothes to wear on his date with Zane, the asshole. I couldn't believe Julian was still into this jerk. Yeah, he was a good boyfriend years ago. But now, he was absent a lot in Julian's life. They didn't even have sex damnit! That's because of Julian's choice to wait, but I was sure Zane couldn't handle the whole waiting thing. June and I both know that Zane is not a virgin himself.
Zane lost it a long time ago. He was the type to not be able to wait to have sex, so what made you think he wouldn't do anything with someone else. Zane's little party fiasco act was the cracking point of it all. I'm not going to lie, sex is addicting. I remembered when I had sex with this guy from the Hamptons, Tom. This was when I was actually testing driving handling a relationship and I didn't want to have sex with Julian unprepared. I hoped to God, that I could take his virginity. At least to someone who cared a lot about him.
So my first time was pretty good, and I enjoyed it a lot. Tom was a college guy at a café that I was going to. We had small talk and somehow we ended up in his apartment room. It didn't mean anymore more than just a one-night stand. He wasn't rough or anything, he was gentle on me and I was gentle on him. It turned out that was a great top as he didn't even know I was a virgin until I told him after sex.
That was great too, because I wanted Julian to cry in tears of joy when we have sex. I will be with him, that's how much I cared. He was a good friend and he was my everything.
He held my hand when we learned how to bungee-jump off a cliff in the seventh grade trip, he let me borrow his jacket when it was too cold outside, he help me with my English homework when I was failing, he stood there with me when the I twisted my ankle on the field. He did everything that would make me fall in love with him.
I just hoped he knew that.
"So how bout this?" Julian said, walking out with cardigan that was different styled than his other millions of cardigans.
I really wanted to tell him that I was gay. I didn't want to drop the whole I'm-desperately-in-love-with-you-thing, but I just needed to tell him about me being gay. That way, it would soften the blow when I tell him that was love with him. He would already know I'm gay. I had to tell him anyway. Especially, when we found evidence to reveal about Zane's unfaithful acts.
Then he would run into my arms and we would make passionate love and get married. Okay, I admit that that was off-course but that's what I wanted with Julian, to be with him and make him my husband. But first...
"Try something new, cardigans are starting to look bland," I replied, getting ready to reveal my sexuality to him.
I know I shouldn't be scared to tell him, since he was gay, but I just don't him to start thinking I'm gay because of him.
He walked back into his closet and rummaged through more stuff to wear. I sat up and put my sweaty hands on my knees. I was ready, no holding back now.
"Can I tell you something?" I said, nervously.
He poked his head out the closet, "Sure, what is it?"
I gripped my knees and closed my eyes, "Julian, there's something you should know."
He walked out holding an outfit that he picked out, "Robbie, you're starting to scare me. What is it?"
I took in a breath and spoke, "I'm gay."
Then all I heard was clothing hitting the floor, and a gasp. Oh gee, this was about to get dramatic.
I opened my eyes and looked at Julian's speechless face, which was perplexed and shocked.
I spoke again, "Julian?"
He shook his head, "Oh my god, you're gay?!"
I nodded, "Yeah, I'm a mo'"
He quickly sat by me, his hand on my knee, which comforted me. I was so glad that I got that out the way, at least he didn't make a scene about it.
"Wow, I would have never known," Julian said, his expression still shocked.
I half-smiled, "I didn't expect anyone to know. The whole football thing made it so obvious that I would be straight."
"And hanging with June all the time made that more believable. I was just about ask why haven't you two gone out yet," Julian said, smiling his beautiful smile.
I was glad Julian was taking this the right way. I didn't want him to blame himself or anything.
"Yeah, people always asked about me and June," I said.
He nudged me in the shoulder with his, "why didn't you tell me before? I mean, you couldn't tell me?"
I bumped him back, "I don't know. I was scare that you would blame yourself for my sexuality."
He raised his eyebrow, "Really? I wouldn't blame myself, but I do have to say that it's not what I expected. I would have expect something like getting someone pregnant or drugs."
I raised my eyebrows now, "Okay now I'm confused. Why would I do drugs?"
He sarcastically rolled his eyes, "Well, look at you. You have huge arms and is tripled my size!"
He imitated a person that was big and enormous.
"Oh I'm not that big!" I said, throwing a pillow at him.
He caught it and threw it back, "Well to me you are!"
I laughed, "That's because you're like a twig!"
He gave me a mean face and said, "Well, that was insulting. I should have slapped you for that."
I got up off the bed and walked over to him, looking him in the eyes. He peeked out through with his beautiful green eyes.
"Whatcha' do about it? You're not gonna slap me. You don't have the guts," I said, pretending to sound like a bully.
He grinned, then acted like he was all scared. "Please, don't hurt me, Robbie!"
I saw that he was playing a game with me, so I played along. To be honest this was honestly starting to turn me on. Note, we should do things like this for role-play when we date. It would be interesting, you know the whole jock vs. the nerd thing was hot.
I buffed my chest up–it being huge and all–causing Julian be pushed back. He started to play along with the game as well too, so he backed up into the beautifully-designed, tan and brown colored wall that covered his whole room from his balcony window to his expensive-paid porcelain bathroom.
It was the perfect setting for sex and laying together in bed. This just put more excitement into my cock, which hopefully wouldn't show till the point Julian would enable to see, because it would be embarrassment. Luckily in my place, Julian just kept his eyes on mine.
I placed my hand on the wall behind him and got closer to his face, "How bout I rape your scrawny fag ass here in the locker room?"
He looked like he was happy and excited, he gave a slight moan to what I said. This turned me on, bad. Like my cock was literally leaking with pre-cum at this point. I really wanted to rip Julian's clothes off and throw him on his bed and have hot sex with him, but again my self-control kicked in. Sometimes, I wish I could turn that off and just do it to him, and maybe he'll fall madly in love with me from our love-making.
Then again, that was a long, long shot, so I kept myself in check.
"Okay, how bout I suck your fat cock right now and it wouldn't have to be rape. I'd be willing Robbie. I've always had this fucking thing for big jocks and closet-case bullies," he started, pushing me back slightly. The contact putting me on the edge of fucking horniness.
God, why did I have to be a boy sometimes? I bet he could probably feel my erection underneath right now, he was probably going to know about my feelings for him and freak out about it. Then I would have lost all hopes of ever winning Julian's heart. I wanted to win him over with showing him that I wasn't just his best friend, but the guy that could be his one and only.
I continued to play along, "Oh really, Julian? Well, you've found yourself exactly what you just described."
He got closer to my face, I could feel his breath on my neck. God, this a fucking wet dream. I was literally about to cum in my pants. He was so hot right at this moment. Please, don't let this be a dream. Please, don't let this be a dream.
He gave me a seductive look, "Let's get it on then."
I moved in closer, wanting so bad to set my lips on his sweet lips. They looked so delicious and his cotton candy breath smell like heaven. I was in gay heaven.
Then, I fucking got pushed off the clouds of this Julian-filled heaven.
His cellphone rang it's loud text tone throughout the room, let it's horrible, interrupting presence known to the sex-filled environment. What a boner-killer...
He laughed, moving away from me and Jr. Robbie down there. He laughed as he walked to his phone. I took the time with his back turned away to adjust the obvious boner in my pant. It was straining to get out of its cotton prison. My 10 in' cock was hot and bothered, so I put it pointing up on the band of my boxers to get rid of the tenting that was completely obvious.
"Well, that was a fun way to practice some drama skills. That was refreshing and, damn...you were so believable, Rob. It was almost like you really did want to do that entire fantasy jock/nerd thing to me," Julian said, unlocking his phone to his text.
What?! That wasn't practicing drama! He was siblings with a drama major–Kyan–so it made sense that he was good at acting and faking it. I did mean all of it, Julian! If only he knew how I felt about him and everything. I really did have that type of fantasy in mind for Julian and I, but except for the raping parts. I would have made love to his beautiful firm-looking ass, which looked really sexy in skinny jeans. All of that firmness, if only I could just grab it one time.
Just one...
"Yeah, I'm so glad I came out to you, Julian. I thought I would never tell you about it, if I didn't say it right then and there," I said, still hard.
"Well, I'm glad you came out to me. I'm glad you can trust your lifelong best friend about your homosexual secret, in which I am too," he responded, getting a reply from whoever it was he was texting.
"Yeah, but don't tell my parents yet. I don't think I'm ready to come out to them yet," I said, feeling weird, because it was easy to say it to Julian since he was gay, but it was different with my parents.
They had high expectations for me. To get married and have children and plus, I was supposed to grow up to be like my brothers, to be straight with either sports or business careers. They would be disappointed if they're youngest son was gay and in love with his best friend. They would blame Julian for my being gay and less Julian's visits to my house in hopes that I was confused or something.
I just wasn't ready or had any plans to deal with that kind of drama yet. I just had to know what to do next.
I looked at Julian throwing his phone on his bed, looking sad and pissed at the same time. This was not a good sign, because it just breaks my heart to see my baby get hurt.
I walked over to him, hoping he didn't see my erection or anything. He sat on the padded-chair, by his vanity mirror with a tired look on his face.
"What's wrong?" I asked, worried.
He looked up, half-smiling. "Nothing, it's just that Zane's cancelled the date for spending quality time with Chase, so now I'm getting dressed up for nothing and was almost excited for this date."
I smiled in my mind, yes! Zane better stay away for Julian and hopefully shows that they're not meant to be, so Julian can come running into my arms. Or my cock, just kidding. Well, somewhat joking.
I walked over and hugged him, "It's okay. He's just a dick who doesn't deserve a guy like you, Julian. He's an asshole anyways. He doesn't see what a great boyfriend that he's missing out on. Any gay guy would die to be with you!" I said, hoping that did the trick in his confident left for Zane.
I wondered what June was doing right now anyway... Was she stalking, I mean following Zane around?
Julian shook his head, a smile crept onto his face. "You know what? You're right, I am tired of not being able to have fun with anyone but Zane. I mean he's always having fun without me. I'm going to go out today and just have fun with a hot guy!" he said, walking into his closet and closing it to change.
I was getting excited, more than my cock was. Were we going to go on a date? Maybe, my dream was coming true! Finally, this could be the break I was gonna get.
"So who you're going out with now that Zane's cancelled?" I asked, crossing my fingers.
He walked out the close with light brown pants that had suspenders and a striped cropped buttoned-up shirt. He looked so delicious, I just wanted to jump his bones. He went straight to the vanity mirror to fix his lush brown hair.
"Well," he started, "I'm going on that date that Keegan offered today at school."
Then, my world shattered.
"Oh, Keegan? I didn't think you feel that way about him," I said, trying hard not to sound mad or disappointed.
He turned around from priming his hair with a smile on his face, "Gosh, I feel a lot for him! He's so cute! I mean, he's not like other guys. He's not the preppy kind that's like Zane or Chase, but he's the type that's bad. He's a bad boy and I kind of like that. Oh, let me tell him I can go."
He reached for his phone and I wanted to slap it out of his hands, but damn self-control was being a bitch.
Then the bedroom door open interrupting our conversation. It was Kyan, Julian's younger, slutter brother. He was what you called a drama queen and a bitch at heart. Personally, I had nothing against the kid, but he was bitch and was known for it. I remembered when Julian and him would get into huge arguments because Kyan pulled a prank at school or was caught–basically bullying in my opinion–teasing someone for looking terrible. He was nice to me and everyone else in the circle but he wasn't really into our type of group. He was the popular, fabulous cool kids who liked to smoke and have parties. Kyan and I are cool, but I didn't like his scene and style at all. It was too...messy.
"Hey, Robert and Julian," Kyan said, walking in. He looked like a fashion model, always wearing something new every day.
I didn't like it when people called me by my real first name. I preferred Rob, or Robbie. It was more sexy and hotter.
"Hey," I replied.
"What is it, Kyan?" Julian said, counting the money he had into his designer wallet.
Kyan rolled his eyes, "Can't I say hi to my older brother without him questioning my intentions?"
Julian stopped counting and looked at Kyan, "I know you, and I know that you're in here to ask a question or wanting something. Now, what is it?"
Kyan grinned, "Well, are you using the house, tonight?"
"Is that all? No, I'm not. Zane cancelled but I'm going to watch movies with someone else tonight. Better not tell Mom and Dad. Don't disturb their vacation to the Bahamas."
Kyan nodded, "I won't, and thanks I needed to know that. I'm inviting some friends to hang with me. It's been a long time since I've hung with them."
Julian shook his head and sighed, "Okay, you can have them over. But no drinking and absolutely no smoking. You know the Mom and Dad hate that stuff in the house. Plus, I hate it too."
"Can do, so who you're going with tonight? Robbie?" Kyan asked, gesturing to me.
"No, I have to hang with June later." I replied.
"No, I'm hanging with Keegan Anderson," Julian said with a smile on his face. Ugh, why not me?
I WANTED to roll my eyes, bad boys were so yesterday, what about jocks?
Kyan's eyes lit up, "Oh really? That guy that Mom and Dad got a heart attack over? Sounds like he's bad news..."
Julian looked at him with a stupid look. "I think he's a good guy. Plus, it's not a date or anything. He just wants a tour of the city and to watch a movie."
"Well, that's good to hear, but I gotta...tell those friend that they can come. Thanks, Julian," Kyan said, walking out the room.
When the footsteps of Kyan disappeared, Julian spoke.
"God, I wish he would grow up. Life isn't about drinking and partying. But whatever... I'll just come home late so I don't have to `ruin' his little party."
I laughed, "I guess. Maybe you should be nicer to your brother."
Then he raised his eyebrows at me, "Me and Kyan get along better? We could kill each other sometimes. We just look like we're on good terms until he acts like a complete bitch."
"True that," I replied, resting my back on Julian's large, fluffy pillows.
Julian then was reading a text that–probably from Keegan–caused him to smile largely.
"So, I'm assuming that he likes you?" I asked, afraid of what he'll say next.
He had an unsure expression, then changed to hopeful. "I don't know, but he says it's just to see the town and such. He wants a tour and to see a movie. I really want to know if he is though, but then again, he's had a girlfriend before..."
I was praying to God that Keegan was straighter than an arrow, because I was so close to getting rid of Zane and it'd be horrible if I had to deal with Keegan. I just met the guy and he was nice and everything, but if he was going to pick the boy of my dreams to try to date, buddy. Get in line.
Then I felt my pant vibrate, indicating my cellphone just got a text message. I pulled it out and looked at the screen. It was June.
"Why are you taking so long at Julian's house?" she wrote.
I wrote back while Julian was applying sprays to his hair. He was always caring about his hair and it's style. Sometimes, he was soo gay.
"I just told him I'm gay and I just found out that Zane dumped the date for Chase. Dumb right?" I replied, sending it in a instant form. I was an advent texter, it was natural for me to send speedy texts.
"I know, you have to come to my house, NOW. It's super important. I have to tell you in person and plus, I've been stalking Zane alone. I'm getting bored, and need a partner in crime," she said, making the "now" in capital letters.
I wrote back that I'd come right away. I was excited to know what she had on Zane or anything else.
I got up and collected my things, I wanted to stay with my beautiful Julian, but if it was important. Then, I'd have to go. I needed to make sure that I'd have a one-hundred percent shot at Julian. June had info, and I needed to know.
I came behind Julian, hugging him. "I need to go, but I wanna tell you I'm happy that you're getting out and having fun again."
He smiled, "Yeah, I need to be old Julian again. God knows how long he's been dead."
I laughed, knowing that I missed that Julian too. I really loved him. I really did.
I loved Julian and would do anything to win his heart.
Keegan's POV
(Later at night, waiting in the car at Julian's place)
Reading the text message, "Hey, I'm available for the tour date today! Zane and I cancelled the date...tell you about it later. Pick me up later at 8!"
This was a fucking great day.
I was waiting by Julian patiently as I was ecstatic about him changing his idea about the decision on this date! I remember just sitting in my room, about roll a joint and then, I got a text message on my phone. I looked at it and noticed it was from Julian!
What are the fucking chances? At first, I thought he was going on that date with that asshole of a boyfriend, Zane. But then, he texted me that he cancelled the date and now he's available for our date today! I fucking literally dropped my fucking joint and mashed up off and threw it away, because I had to be clear-minded as possible for this date!
Well, it's not a date, because of...certain things that I still hold to my heart from New Orleans. I just didn't want to talk about that right now. Right now, I was waiting for Julian's fucking cute ass to come out of his house and into my car.
It's not like I wanted to like him, but I did! At first, at this school, I was originally going to date a girl and let people assume that I was straight, because I didn't want to deal with the whole bullying shit. Also, girls are less emotionally-attached than gay guys. Gay guys fall hard and that was a bad thing for me, because I fell hard for gay guys.
And I'm falling hard for Julian Lanslaster.
Yeah, I'm bisexual but I liked girls more, I really ever liked guys unless they were really hot.
I don't know why I had such a big crush on Julian, because I just came to this town and thought it was gonna be another boring piece of shit like the other schools in Louisiana. I guess California's looking up for me.
I sat there and thought about the past current things in New Orleans before I moved here. I left a lot behind there. I remember the THING that happened last year at my old school. It was...hard to remember, a memory that I wanted to block out of my mind. I just couldn't think about it at all, it was almost too much for me.
I was mad at myself for liking Julian, I cannot forget...him. I couldn't betray our love for each other. I was never going to forget him. I was mad for forgetting the love we once had, I was replacing him with Julian and I was doing it by going on this date.
I was starting to regret this date, because I like Julian, but I was still in love with HIM. Now, I'm regretting ever asking him on this date. Maybe, I could tell him that I could stay and had to go home for something. I don't know. I was confused between my love for someone else, but my feelings felt soo right with Julian.
I shook my head, and put my face in my hands and thought to myself. I was hoping that I could find a solution my answers.
"Are you okay?" I heard unexpectedly.
I looked up to see that Julian was already in the car without me noticing that he ever got in. Damn, I was too lost in thought.
I tried to push the feeling and thoughts of my old life, but I just couldn't.
"Hey," he said, grabbing a hold of my arm, "are you okay?"
I didn't want to talk about it , "It's nothing."
I turned the car on and pulled out of the driveway, I didn't even want to talk to Julian. I just wanted this date to be over with. I wanted to just drop off Julian and go home to smoke some weed.
I felt Julian's touch on my arm as I drove into the road, "Hey, you can tell me anything. I'm here for you."
I pushed off his touch, "I just don't wanna talk about it. So please, let's just get through this night, okay?"
He got a serious look on his face, "Hey, I'm trying to help. I'm just trying to help you feel better."
"Well, I'm fine and don't need any of your help," I snapped back, in the angry tone that I was ever so used to. The voice that I would talk to those back then and to my sister–who didn't deserve it. I felt horrible for that, but I just couldn't help it. It was my emotions that were just placing me out of control. All those things that happened in New Orleans was because I let them happen and now I was running from the problems. I was coward, and now I was letting all of my unresolved anger on Julian.
He had a depressing, sad look on his face and backed into the side of the door, looking out the window. I knew I'd hurt his feelings, but I was really feeling angry and mad. I just wished Julian wasn't stuck in this moment with me. He didn't deserve to be treated like shit when I was bringing him on the date.
As we reached to the movie theaters, Julian and I were waiting in line for the tickets awkwardly. He was trying to stay of my way, he just kept looking at his phone vacantly for any text messages or Facebook updates. I felt really bad for saying all of that to him, he could told me to turn around and drop me off at his house.
But he just stood back and decided to see the date through. It made me feel like such an asshole for being stupid, but I was too stubborn to man up and apologize to him. Ugh, me sometimes can be so...indecisive.
Then we got the ticket booth, there was one of those effeminate gay men. Ugh, really? I hated those guys. Why do they have to act like queens and like little bitches? I know Julian can act like that, but he WAS bearable and plus, he was cute. I really didn't like those gay guys who acted like they were literally girls! Like dude, grow some balls! You don't have to do your nails all the time, you don't have to wear makeup, you don't have to pretend to be like a woman! It just pisses me off that these people represent the gay community, because they don't deserve to. They make the community look like bad and that's probably why straight people are so fucking homophobe!
The faggot had on eyeliner, or some shit and it was obvious that he was gay. He was tall, twink-looking, and blonde like most twinks were. Why can't fag queens like this one be more masculine? I really wanted to walk to the other teller, but I was afraid Julian would get mad considering we were waiting. It made me so mad, I was using the word faggot. I never use that word unless the person literally was "faggot". Other than that, I would never use that word.
We approached the fag, who had a grin on his face as he saw us come up to him. I couldn't help but have a disgusted, aggravating look on my face. Julian had a smile on his face when he saw this guy, they probably knew each other.
Of course, who wouldn't know who Julian Lanslaster was?
"Oh hey, Julian!" the fag said, with a smile on his face.
Julian smiled and waved at him. "Hey, Michael! Working tonight huh?"
Michael shrugged and sighed, "Well, you I have to make the greens somehow, right? So where's Zane? He's always with you every time you're here?"
A sad, tired look came across Julian's face, "Well, me and him are having issues, so I'm just going without him tonight."
I wanted to grab Julian and hug him and let him cry all of his unspoken emotions onto me and then maybe, I could take advantage of that and have sex with him. But then I wasn't like that. I was one who yelled people and was aggressive with a boy or girl friend. I didn't like to be the nice guy in a relationship, I gotta keep up with my appearances.
Michael gave a sympathy look to Julian's response–too late asshole. I wanted to break through that glass and fuck up his faggot ass.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know," Michael said, tilting his head at me. He was probably wondering why was there a guy with a buzzcut and tattoos next to Angel Julian.
"It's okay, it's nothing. We're just having a rough patch is all," Julian replied half-heartedly.
Bullshit, they were suffering from the consequences and Zane didn't deserve Julian's fine ass.
"So, who's this with you?" Michael asked the final question. I really wanted to deck him real there, his voice and questions were aggravating the fuck out of my already-angered mood.
I gave him the fuck-off look, "I'm Keegan Anderson, Julian's date for the night. But thanks for asking queer."
Michael backed off, looking somewhat scared. Yeah, that's how those other faggots in my old schools were. Scared of me.
"I'm sorry, but that didn't sound nice," Michael replied, rolling his eyes like a girl.
That set me off.
"Look fag, we came here to watch a fucking movie. Stop talking like a woman and do your job," I said to him, unloading my anger into the words I just said.
Then Michael looked like he didn't know what to do, it looked like he was about to cry.
Julian noticed my tone and turned to me, with a confused look. "Are you okay?"
I felt embarrassed to act like a complete ass in front of these people. I immediately backed off and walked into the warm-conditioned theater. I needed to be away from them and cool off. I knew Julian was already mad from the thing in the car and now I had to piss him off even more with this whole other thing with an effeminate fag.
I stood idly as I stood Julian walk in and towards me. Shit, he was going to tell me something. Fuck.
"Hey, you didn't have to say that to Michael out there. That was rude and uncalled for." He said, with aggravation in his voice.
Before I could speak, he put his hand in front of me, gesturing me to shut up. I leaned against the wall and stayed quiet.
"Look, I don't know what's the deal, but you invited me on this date and you're treating me like I'm Hitler or something. What are you to be throwing the word, `faggot' around? Who the fuck do you think you are? How dare you use that word in front of me when I'm one of those fags too! You don't have to be so rude, especially for being the new guy in town." Julian said, with a serious look.
"I know and I'm sorry," I replied, but it didn't sound as apologetic as I thought in my head.
He rolled his eyes, "Ok, whatever. First, my boyfriend doesn't even want to take me to dinner and now you're treating me like dirt for no apparent reason. Let's just get this thing over with. I already bought the tickets, come on."
I felt bad and never had anyone put me in my place before. I never thought Julian would have told me all of that. Never has anyone had the balls to tell me to shut and listen without me shooting off my mouth. I was a new thing to get reprimanded for my actions and have me scared of what that person would do next.
In this case, I was scared of Julian's actions.
When we scrolled in the theater room people from school, adults, etc. were waving at Julian as they knew him apparently, very well. I guess he was well-known around here, since his parents were basically millionaires in this large town.
We sat down at a secluded area at the top of the room, where no one could see Julian's face of angry. People probably mostly saw him as a calm kid who knew how to handle every situation. But that was it, he didn't know how to handle certain things too well because most of the time, people saw him as the perfect student and son. But deep inside, he knew he couldn't handle having to deal with his rocky relationship with Zane and what just had happened with me and him. He was scared to lose control of his life, the way he had a handle on it.
He needed to loose up, but first I needed to apologize for being an asshole.
Just as I was about to say something, the movie started and he was probably going to get mad if I interrupted that, so I decided to keep quiet. I would have to wait till the movie ended for us to talk it out.
Hopefully he would understand.
And maybe a kiss goodnight too, if I'm lucky enough.
Julian's POV
(After the movies and at Town Square)
After watching the movie, we walked down the bustling streets of this town, Talewood, we were walking around looking through the large windows of the business part of the town. This town was most known for its businesses and the rich societies that surrounded its history.
People were walking around going into the stores and there were cafes where there were people sitting around with their friends or girl/boyfriends. It made me completely jealous and broken at heart. I wish I could talk about things over late-night coffee and strawberry shortcake.
sigh why do I even try in this relationship anymore? It was like I was doing most of the leg work of the relationship. It was like he gave up on trying.
Ugh didn't the heavens know that I wasn't in a good mood tonight? Also, to add to that fact, I didn't have my boyfriend to kiss me or hold my hand at least. Then I have a bipolar asshole next to me, who is really getting on my nerves, in which usually doesn't unless someone really really pissed me me off.
Zane wants to stand me up and want to some "quality time with Chase". Yeah, right. Probably mindlessly cheating on me with someone, which wouldn't be a surprise considering what's happened over the summer.
Then there was Keegan, who was completely great to look at. I love the buzzcut and tattoos, because I just love the bad boy thing. Ever since I watched Grease, the leather jackets and the attitude was so appealing to me. It was the whole "I'm damaged, but I'm still capable of loving someone." Keegan was just that and I wanted to just kiss him, but then I'm not a harlot. I am not a whore, I do not cheat on someone. But he was being a dick, maybe for being a bad boy. It wasn't grabbing my attention tonight though. He was trying my emotions and pride. I mean, how dare he use the word fag, knowing that I was one? Did he have any issues with gay people? But that wouldn't make sense, because he was sort of hitting on me and this was a date right? Or at least I thought it was.
Boys can be so confusing sometimes.
Maybe...if I broke up with Zane, then I could live my life.
"Hey Julian, I don't wanna spend the rest of this night not talking to you," Keegan said, nervously. It was as if he was afraid to even say the whole thing.
I looked at him with a less aggravated mood, I wasn't really in the mood to argue with anyone tonight. I had to do that at home with Kyan's stupid-self and at school with ignorant students in class. I wasn't really going to make enemies with this new guy. He probably had issues with the gay community and that he probably needed to work it out. I was willing to hear him out.
I mean, I wouldn't be named Student of the Year last year for nothing, right?
I gave him forgiving look, "I'm sorry for snapping at you. I was just angry over the fact that someone in this town had the nerves to drop that word in front of me. But now, I realize that you don't know me that well enough to be word-sensitive. Plus, you're the new guy, so you get to use the `I didn't know' card."
He tried to smile, but he still looked unsure of what to do or say. I wanted to ask him straight up, but he might have the reaction that he had in the car when we first started the date.
"Cool, but really. I really shouldn't have said that word. I never use it unless...someone really gets on my nerves," he replied, putting his hands into his pockets.
I looked him directly in the eyes, obviously this was more than being homophobic.
"Oh, did I do anything? Or was it Michael? I know he can be really...girly, but he's a good guy at heart. I really think you're a cool guy, but you're gonna have to talk about this with me if you're going to have outbursts like that," I started, putting my hand on his shoulder. It was like reaching for a building. He was sooo tall.
I continued, "So hey, I'm a good listener. So is this having to do with the issues back in New Orleans?"
He looked up at me, with a serious look. Like I hit home.
"New Orleans was a different time and place for me. I don't know if I should talk about it, you don't want to be freaked out and really hate me," he said, awkwardly.
I gave him a reassuring look, "Hey, it's okay. I've had issues too. Trust me, you don't wanna open up to anyone else in this town. People here are known to spread rumors like wildfire. If anything, I'm probably the only person here who doesn't spread gossip."
He nodded, "Okay, but not here. I know this place of town that I was at earlier this week that would give us privacy from these people."
He looked at the people sitting at the café, he was eying them closely, like they were going to give him the finger or something.
I nodded, agreeing with him. "Okay, let's go. I'm ready to hear stories. I really want to help you, Keegan. Because I think you're a great guy who can do great things here. But you need to talk about these issues and have some insight on them, or you'll burst into flames or something."
He laughed slightly, "Yeah, it's a long long story."
I smiled, knowing that I could help him.
Rob's POV
(Driving in the car with June)
I didn't understand what June said when she told me that we needed to drive to Julian's house. I was sitting in the car on the outskirts of the Lanslaster residence. It was so pretty from a distance, lights and the right amount of plants around the place. It made the estate really nice and high-class.
We parked where no one could see us and that we had a clear view of the driveway and the front door and lawn. Her truck was turned off and it was black to blend in with the dark trees around it. No one even see it unless they were right in front of it.
I looked at June, who always had a mystery smile on her face like she was planning something. I wanted to know what she was thinking and dirt she had to tell me. I could always depend on her to tell me the whole story and the truth about someone's secret.
"What are we doing out here, June? I mean, we could have stalked, Zane from his house and try to see if any guys came over," I said, confused as ever why we're by Julian's home.
June opened the door and walked out, "Come on and I'll show you."
I got out the trunk and saw that she was already half-way walking to the high bushes that were nicely trimmed. I had to run after her to catch up. She could walk fast yeah.
"Hey! Wait up!" I said, loudly.
She turned and put her finger over lips to shush me, "Be quiet. We're supposed to be stalking, not shouting winning scores at a game. Keep your mouth shut so we don't get caught."
I nodded, then followed her to the bushes. We stopped and she ducked down, so she was secretly looking through the bushes. I followed suit.
I nudged her, "Hey, what is it? I don't know what we're doing this for."
She smiled, and spoke, "Look, and you'll see exactly why I brought you here. It's a shocker."
I looked in front of me and through the bushes, it was most shocking that I've ever seen. My jaw fucking dropped at the sight of it.
It was Zane, walking up to the front door, in which Kyan opened immediately. They then embraced in a big hug and then started to kiss. They then proceeded to tongue kissing on the beautiful-crafted porch. They were griping and groping on each other, feeling each other's asses as they made out.
It was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen in my life. I was truly disgusted by the whole sight. How could this even be happening? How could Zane be that big of a two-timing bastard? How could he cheat on Julian with someone? Even worse, it was his brother!
I guess this is what Kyan meant as "friends coming over". Friends, my ass. More like your boyfriend on a silver platter. Is that why Zane cancelled the date? So he could go met up with Kyan's whore ass? How could Zane cheat on Julian like this? This was going to destroy Julian completely. Not only would he have to deal with the whole cheating thing, but he would have to deal with the fact his brother was the other man.
Kyan was Julian's fucking brother! How could he even consider doing this to the great brother had? Out of anyone that was available, he had to pick Zane, Julian's boyfriend of five years.
How long has this been going on.
It was all mind-boggling. I couldn't even keep my thoughts straight. I was trying to keep myself from ripping through the bushes to tear Zane and Kyan to pieces. They were wrong for this and that they needed to be send far away from this place because that's what it's going to take for them not to get killed by my hands. I was really fuming with anger fueling me up. I wanted get a good lick on Zane right now, but then June grabbed my arm.
"Don't, they'll know and then cover up the evidence that they've been together and then call you saying a lie about them. They need to get evidence," she said, as she pulled her iPhone out and started to take pictures of Kyan and Zane who were still kissing and whatever gross thing they were doing.
"Ugh, how could they do something so vile and atrocious...? It's so fucking disgusting to look at," I said, continuing to look at them with venom in my words.
"Now, we finish the mission to outing Zane as a cheater. I need you to text Julian make up an excuse to go him here and see that what his `so-called boyfriend' was doing with his slut brother," she said, with a menacing look on her face.
I took out my phone and looked at it, ready to get this over with and get my baby away from Zane's slimy whore hands. But then I realized that this was going to destroy Julian's life. He would be known at school for being the boyfriend who couldn't try figure out that his boyfriend was cheating him with his brother.
It would take a long time for Julian to recover from the whole thing. If he sees them together, it might kill him emotionally. He wouldn't be able to handle it at all. Maybe, I should him find out on his own.
I looked June with a concerned look, "I'm not sure. I don't want Julian to find out this way."
She scuffed, "Please, like it isn't. This is the only time he'll see hardcore proof. He isn't just going to believe picture and the trust of his friends. He needs to see and catch them in the act. It's to ensure that Zane and him are completely over."
I looked at Zane and Kyan, who Zane picked up Kyan and slapped his ass and carried him inside. Fuck it, Julian had to know this fucking bastard was cheating on him.
I texted him, and knew he was going to be on the worst emotional night of his life.
I just hoped he could handle it.
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