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Chapter 3
"I know; what pizza do you want?"
"Get me something meaty and spicy" I said absentmindedly. He knew this whole time! I act so straight though, do you? Do you really? my subconscious asked me. Fuck off, I snapped to my snarky subconscious. "So from your actions towards me I can assume that you're not a raging homophobe," I said but with the inflection of a question behind my words. "No, Alistair I'm not a raging homophobe," he said with a smirk.
"Whew, thought there for a second you were gonna beat me up or something, which would force me to beat you up."
"Beat me up?!" he asked while cackling.
"Yeah, beat you up, I've been doing karate since I was 10, I'm a black belt."
"Well, I've been involved in MMA since I was 13," he said, while analysing me in light of this new information; he seems to be looking for weaknesses I thought. With a start I realised I was doing the same,* force of habit I guess*, I thought to myself. "So we'd probably kill each other if it ever came to a fight..."
"Probably." He said with a wicked grin on his face. Fuck, that grin makes me want to jump his bones. "Now that you're gay, I'll have to walk around the dorm shirtless like all the time," he said with a smirk. "Who said I'm even attracted to you?!" I shot back, with a slight blush because his comment made me imagine him shirtless. "I saw you check me out when you first saw me." He said, while his smirk grew wider, he took a couple of steps towards me, instinctively, I backed away. "AND you're blushing." My blush deepened at this comment. "Whatever Richards, stop flattering yourself, I was merely evaluating my new roommate. Stop with these delusions of grandeur."
"Do you always use big words when you're nervous?" he asked. While he spoke, he took more steps toward me. "No,-" "I think you're lying" he cut me off sharply. By now we were quite close;* he's within kissing distance* I thought. Shut up, my subconscious shouted at me, I'm enjoying this... thoroughly.
"So what conclusion did you reach from your of evaluation of me?" he whispered into my ear.* OMG he's so close to me, I can feel his body, the heat emanating from him* I thought in quite a panic; sexually and physically, my subconscious whispered to me.
"I-"
At that moment, someone knocked on the door. While Callum was distracted I swiftly grabbed him by the arms, twisted him and pushed him onto my bed, all this lasted a few seconds and happened in one fluid movement;* the power of karate has once again gotten me out of a sticky situation,* I thought to myself in relief. He was a bit dazed so I took the opportunity to go and answer the door. "Hiya mate, here are your pizzas," the hot pizza guy said. "Thanks a lot, how much do I owe you?"
"10 quid," he said with a flirtatious smile on his face, "Ummm, lemme just get my wallet, you can come in." I told him. He was young but quite tall, towering over Callum. He had black hair, and was quite the gym rat; I came to this conclusion from his large biceps. I checked my wallet and found only 5 rand, "Fuck I forgot to withdraw money when I was at the airport," I said. "Do you have like a credit card machine or something?" I asked, Callum was nowhere to be seen,* he must be either on the balcony or in the bathroom,* I deduced. "Yeah, in the car." He said this while discreetly checking me out. "Let's go, then" I said. As were leaving, Callum came out of the bathroom, "Where are you going Alistair? And who's this guy?" he asked, while looking at the pizza guy with contempt. "What's your name?" I asked the pizza guy. "Liam," he said in a husky voice.* I can't be in the same room with two incredibly hot guys, like I'll stop functioning and start drooling,* I thought while flustered; and Liam seems to like you my subconscious said in a sing-song voice. "Alistair, hello... Alistair!"
"Sorry I spaced out, ummm we're going to Liam's car so I can use my credit card to pay for the pizzas," I said. "I was going to pay for them, I ordered them," he said, sounding a little angry.
"It's okay Callum, you can pay next time."
"Be back in a few," I said while dragging Liam out the door with me. "Sorry about all that, you interrupted a tense and awkward moment."
"'s okay, your roommate is hot though." he said appreciatively. "But he's not my type and besides, you're hotter," he said with a naughty grin. I blushed a bit at his comment, "And I'm your type?" I flirted. "Definitely," he said. "We're getting carried away pizza boy, let's go pay for those pizzas."
We walked quickly through the house and soon reached his car. I paid for the pizzas, and before he left, Liam asked: "I like making you blush, when can I see you again?"
"The next time I order pizza, bye pizza boy" I said. It wasn't the end for Liam because I wrote my number on a piece of paper and left it in his car where he would see it.
As I was walking through the dorm with the two large pizzas, my phone pinged, I adjusted the pizzas and looked at my message, it was from Russell; be careful of callum, he's bad news. He's a player, you're a bit naïve so don't let him rile you up. Just be careful Ali, I quickly typed out a reply one-handed it read: thanks for the heads up, he's just my roommate, I'm not attracted to him at all, and fuck you dude I'm not naïve; and put my phone back in my pocket.
What will I do about Callum? He's not even gay! Is it just friendly teasing or is it more than that? I thought, you've got to admit that was pretty hot said my smug subconscious. Whatever I said in reply; I relented, okay he was hot I admitted to myself. I don't think normal hold conversations in their heads like I do, I said to myself quietly. I should be admitted to a mental hospital, where there's no Callum, just nice nurses ready to give me those pills that will make as high as a fucking plane.
No matter how long I tried to prolong the journey, I eventually arrived at 24B, if Callum carries on like this it would be hard not to crush on him, but I'd always prided myself on my self-control. Looks like this would be the ultimate test. I opened the door, "Here are the pizzas; that's your meaty surprise, eat up." He wordlessly took his pizza from me and dove in with relish.
I took my pizza, dimmed the lights and settled in on the couch to watch my first dose of British television. I turned on the TV and browsed for something to watch; as I was changing channels rapidly I caught the Game of Thrones theme playing. I saw that it was the episode directly after the last one I watched on my laptop. "Wanna come watch? I'm a huge Game of Thrones groupie."
"Okay," he said with food in his mouth
"If you're watching with me, you'll sit down and shut up. We talk only during ad breaks." I said with a grave face.
"I solemnly swear I won't utter a single word," he said with a mischievous glint in his eye.
He sat next to me on the couch, quite closely I noted from the corner of my eye, his right leg touching my left one. About twenty minutes into the programme, I had already finished my pizza and was sitting happily watching the beautiful intricacy that was Game of Thrones when I felt his leg rub against mine. I felt hyper-aware of his body and his proximity to me, how can him rubbing my leg be this distracting?! I thought. A few minutes later, he took my hand and start tracing patterns on it. What the fuck is going on, it feels good though I thought, reluctantly. If I asked him to stop, he would probably carry on just to spite me, I decided to do nothing and just focus on my show. As the show ended, a yawn escaped my mouth, "I don't know about you but I'm gonna go take a shower and then go to sleep."
I took a nice, long hot shower to relax me after the last 24 hours. I couldn't lock the bathroom door, because Callum might've needed to use it. I changed into my pyjamas which consisted of a huge T-shirt with the phrase: "I like my books, but I heart sex!" needless to say, my friend got it made for me as a goodbye present; and some boxers, albeit I wore pyjama pants in winter. I walked out of the bathroom to Callum's chuckling, "nice pyjamas," he said while snickering. "Fuck you Callum, I love my pyjamas," I said with a smile. "So you love sex, huh?" he asked with a huge smirk, I noticed that he was only wearing a pair of Calvin Klein boxers, fuck he has a nice body I thought, referring to his toned pecs, his washboard abs and his very defined arms. I blushed furiously in reply to his question. I went to switch off the lights, and as I padded to my bed, Callum crushed me in a hug; I was acutely aware of his body, "It's going to be quite fun having you as a roommate," he whispered in my ear. I gave him a swift blow to his side which made him loosen his hold on me; I broke loose and darted for my bed. "Goodnight Callum."
"Goodnight Alistair." He said in reply, I could hear the smile in his voice.
The next few days were non-eventful with Callum leaving before I woke up and coming back after I went to sleep. I wonder where he goes, I asked myself several times. I whiled away the time watching the Olympics and the multiple series littered in my laptop.
Liam texted me asking me when could we go out for a date. I replied asking him if we could do tonight. He texted me back a few seconds later saying he would pick me up in an hour. Excited for my date, I went to take a quick (quick for me at least, I cherish my showers) 10 minute shower. After my shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went to closet in search of an outfit to wear for tonight. I sat down on the floor of my closet and looked at my clothes for close to 15 minutes, God! You're the most indecisive person I know, my subconscious snapped. Eventually I picked a grey and red Polo cardigan, navy blue skinny Chinos and a black V-neck T-shirt. I paired this outfit with my grey Chuck Taylor's. Liam had texted me quite late as it was already 22h00. I resumed watching Family Guy, and at the last minute decided that my outfit needed accessories and put on my clear Ray-Ban spectacles, I liked them because they were thick, black-rimmed and looked nerdy but stylish at the same time which was what I was going for; I also put on some cool beaded leather bands I had gotten at a flea market in Johannesburg.
Liam knocked on the door a few minutes later. I opened the door, OMG he's hotter than I remember, I thought, drooling slightly in my mind. He was wearing a thin dark green sweatshirt/long sleeved shirt and he paired that with black skinny jeans that showed off his impressive leg muscles; some of us have to put in effort to look decent, he makes it look easy I thought with mock irritation. "Fuck you look hot... I mean you look nice... really nice." he said with a flustered smile. "You clean up nicely pizza boy," I said with a slight smile. "I don't actually work there you know, it was my mate's one year anniversary with his girlfriend, so I filled in for him while he took her out,"
"Awww, underneath that big, muscly exterior you're just a big softie." I exclaimed. He blushed slightly and on his pale skin it was clearly visible.
"Whatever, let's go," he said gruffly.
We proceeded through the dorm chatting about nothing and everything, we got along well and conversation between us flowed easily. We got to his car, which was a white 2005 VW Jetta. "This is my Bonnie," he said, gesturing proudly at his car. He opened the door for me, and I got in; "Thanks I said, no one's ever done that for me before." I said.
"Well they should've, you're an amazing guy,"
I blushed at this; "I don't really think so but thanks Liam; where are we going anyways?"
"To a restaurant and then we're gonna catch a movie afterwards,"
Dinner was really good; we went to this little Italian place that served really good pasta. Our waitress flirted outrageously with Liam which was quite funny, he eventually got the message through to her that he was gay by feeding me some of his pizza, we saw her at the waiter's booth and she looked crushed. He apologised after, but I said it was alright and there was no need to apologise. I learned that Liam was studying physiotherapy at the local university; he was a first-year. After dinner, we caught a late showing of The Amazing Spiderman which was a really great movie and in my opinion, was better than the entire previous Spiderman saga. He was completely against this and maintained that the previous Spiderman movies were better. I suspect one the reasons he had said this was because I had gushed at how hot Andrew Garfield was. He took me home and walked me to my dorm. "Thanks for tonight; I haven't had a date that enjoyable in quite a while,"
He was silent, and had an inscrutable look in his eye. "Liam, are you-" He shut me up with a kiss and; at first I was a bit taken aback, but I soon responded to his kiss. He licked my bottom lip, wanting to deepen the kiss, I complied. I stopped the kiss to catch my breath when he said: "Anytime babe, I'd be happy to take you out again and again and again." He punctuated his words with kisses.
"Can you two go do this somewhere else, you're blocking the door" someone said acidly. Liam seemed not to have heard this and continued his ministrations, "Liam, stop" I said. He stopped, "What? Everything was going fine."
"I know but we're blocking the door."
"What does that matter? Oh," he said as he turned around and saw a very angry Callum.
"Bye Liam," I said
"What? We can finish what we started back at my place,"
"I'm tired and I'm not going to put out on the first date, what kind of guy do you think I am?"
"The easy kind." He said with a wicked grin.
"I'm just kidding, a guy can try though," he said while walking away.
"I'm really sorry about that Callum, it wasn't deliberate, it just happened."
He ignored me and walked into our room, "Sorry Callum, it won't happen again."
"Stop apologising. Just stop," he said heatedly. He took off his clothes and went to bed. I got ready for bed. 5 minutes later I was warm in my blankets. I got a text: good night Alistair, sweet dreams ;). It was from Liam. Despite everything with Callum, I went to bed with a smile.
Well what do you think??? Why is Callum so pissed? Find out in the next chapter of To Have Faith... email me maybe? ;)