I literally lost my voice. I just stared at him in wonder. I wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. There was a long, awkward silence before he got up. "I'm sorry." He said before walking to the door.
"Wait!-Yes!" I finally managed to say. He looked extremely happy.
"Wow, my boyfriend is Nathan Enzy. I bet half of the girls in this town would kill to be me right now." He said, with the grin of a little kid in a candy shop.
"I can say the same, Mr. Jakob Eriksson." I replied sheepishly.
"Right then, so maybe I could get to know my new boyfriend on a better level." He said sexily.
"You mean like ask questions?" I asked nervously. What if I weren't the person that he believed me to be?
"Exactly."
"On one condition: I can do the same."
"Fine. There's nothing embarrassing about me." He said cockily.
"We'll see about that, my Viking."
"Okay then, I'll go first. Why didn't you ever turn your dad in?"
"My mom and I were afraid he'd treat us far worse. We weren't sure what would happen to him, so there was no way of ensuring we'd be safe. We were scared, you see."
"I understand. Does anyone else know about him?"
"Yeah; Emma. Perhaps you should sit back down." I said. He sat back down on the bed and pulled me into the same position with his legs. I suddenly felt extremely ecstatic.
"You know, I'm really surprised that you were able to take him down, really." I said, giggling euphorically.
"When people are wasted like that, they lose coordination skills, their sense of awareness, partial eyesight, rationality, and a lot more." He said knowledgably.
"If you say so. That's another thing. Where'd you learn how to fight so well? Unless they taught you that back in weightlifting in Iceland." I said, somewhat sarcastically.
"Actually, my dad is Finnish. He teaches Hanmoodo in my hometown, so naturally I've been learning from him since I was about six. Then of course, my host family here graciously gave me money for American martial arts lessons; there was no way I was gonna give up such an opportunity to learn! " he said excitedly.
"So wait, you actually enjoy it?" I asked.
"Of course! I've learnt so much about self-discipline from it all, even if I have lost my temper some in the past week. I would recommend looking into it, but then you wouldn't need my protection anymore, and I love being your guardian." He said, pulling me closer to him.
"So er, are you going to come out to everyone?" I asked cautiously, not wanting to pressure him into anything.
"Yeah, of course. I'm going to flaunt you around so much that the straight guys will be jealous! Nonetheless, Lilja and Anna already know. Speaking of Lilja, she said she finds Cody 'interesting'." He said.
"Really now? Does he know this?" I inquired, already knowing the answer.
"Well, no. I'm going to tell him Monday, along with the fact that if he hurts her, I'll hurt him." He said, smiling luminously.
"Don't tell me you're going to put him in the hospital too?"
"Whom have I put in the hospital?" he asked with feign curiosity.
"As if you don't know! Sean of course!" I said, laughing.
"Maybe he'll have learnt his lesson then. Anyway, these questions are about us, not other people. How did you and Emma meet?"
"We went to the same daycare. Some kid stole my toy and wouldn't give it back, so I started to cry, and she pushed the boy down and gave it back to me. We've been best friends ever since then." I explained, somewhat embarrassed.
I expected for him to laugh at me, but all he did was say, "Awww!" and pull me so close to him that our crotches were almost touching. I drove my fantasies of what he looked like naked from my head, not wanting to embarrass myself.
"What about you with Lilja and Anna? When'd y'all meet?" I asked, just as curious as he was about me.
"We met in the first year of grunnsk¢li, which I guess would be like kindergarten here. Lilja and Anna were already friends, and I didn't really have any so they just came up to me during recess one day. We've been best friends ever since. We're real close. Last year, I broke some guy's arm for calling Lilja a slut, whore, and every other Icelandic sexist slur that there is. The only reason he did it is because she turned him down. I find it quite strange, however, that you and Emma do not have any more close friends. You both seem so... nice." He said.
"Interesting. Do you actually enjoy being in actual fights? Oh and, yeah, it's always just been me and Emma. At least, until we met Cody this year. But now with you three, we have a nice group going." I said matter-of-factly.
"Oh yes. I find the concept of fighting to be very empowering; especially if you are doing it for a friend or for a reason. Sparing is okay, but I never actually fight without a reason. For instance, that guy making Lilja cry, or Sean trying to humiliate you. That stuff doesn't fly with me."
"Oh," I said, feeling butterflies reproduce in my stomach, "do you know how sexy it is when you talk like that?" I asked rhetorically.
"Maybe," he started, "I can show you just how sexy I can be." He said, pulling me so close towards him that I was basically on his lap. He was sitting crisscross, but his thighs were still big enough that I could sit on them.
"Wait, wait. The questions." I said. I really didn't want to stop, but I didn't want to end up having a lust-filled relationship.
"Oh, of course. Just because we're being casual doesn't mean we can't have some contact, though, right?" he said. He bent his knees up slightly, which in turn lifted me up. I did what I had been wanting to do all night: put my head on his shoulder which, like the rest of his body, was real broad and strong.
"You know, it's not biologically normal to be so strong at your age." I said smartly.
"I have to be able to compare with those steroid junkies. Besides, it's not 'biologically normal' to be as gorgeous as you are at any age." He replied. Truth be told, I really liked how he his body felt like concrete; it had its perks, but I just liked to be difficult.
"I guess it's okay; you're not that strong anyway." I said, trying to get him jealous.
"Oh I'm not?" he said competitively.
"Yeah, you're not." I said impishly.
"I guess we'll see about that." He said. He lifted me easily and placed me onto the floor, thereafter getting on top of me. After easing pinning me with his arms and legs, he said, "Looks like I am 'that' strong after all." with a smirk.
"Hey, this isn't fair!" I said in a faux pouting tone.
"You started it." He said playfully. "Man, you're weaker than Sean." He said, trying to get me riled up. I tried real hard to get up, but I don't think superman himself could have broken his immensely powerful hold.
"Okay, okay, I give up." I said.
"You can't just give up like that." He said. He seemed to be enjoying my helplessness. "If you're going to give up, you might as well go out with a bang." He said, still grinning.
"Like how?" I asked, giggling at his playfulness. "Let me show you." He tightened the grip he had on my chest with his thighs, and leaned down to kiss me. There was a lot of tongue involved, and it was totally romantic.
"Wow." Was all I could say.
"Do I really leave you speechless?"
"Don't try to tell me you don't find it enthralling." I said.
"Well, of course I do. It's like I can control you with just a kiss."
"Haha, don't even go there." I said. He really knew how to get me going. He got off of me: big mistake. I went to throw him to the ground, but apparently he had lightning reflexes that I wasn't aware of. He quickly grabbed my arm and tossed me over his shoulder so I landed face up, looking into his face from the ground.
"Ouch." I groaned.
"Hey, it was my automatic response. You're the one that tried to sneak attack me." He said genuinely. He laid me on the bed and sat beside me.
"I thought it would be healthy for you to lose at your own game." I said, still aching.
"You never had a chance, silly." He said genuinely, stroking my hair.
"I can't imagine how much pain Jake felt when you beat him up yesterday." I said with another groan.
"You don't wanna know." He said devilishly. "Hey, let me help you." He picked me up and turned me over so that I was on my stomach, and started to massage my back.
"Wow, you can fight AND give massages?" I said incredulously.
"No, it's just that the strength of my arms makes the massage more... enchanting." He replied. I wasn't gonna argue that logic.
"That's charming." I said, for the lack of a better word. "Are you gonna join the soccer team? I doubt Sean is in any condition to play right now..." I said, snickering.
"Yeah, but do you really think I can make the team?"
"Well let's see, you have the buff legs...the nice ass...the speed... I daresay you are good to go!"
"What does a nice ass have to do with soccer?"
"It's just a plus. You'll have more fans." I replied, with the thought of Jakob in thin soccer shorts that show off his ass invading my mind. 'Clean thoughts.' I told myself.
"I see." He was still massaging, and damn it felt good. "Does your mom know that you are gay?"
"Yeah. I think that she thought you were my boyfriend, which you are now anyway." I replied with a laugh.
"Oh, how flattering." He said, blushing. "She was real thankful after your dad was arrested... speaking of, did your dad know?"
"Oh no, he would have killed me." I replied, knowing not whether I was speaking idiomatically or literally.
"Well, you don't need to worry about that now, do you?" he said, picking me up and hugging me from behind. "You know, I'm glad I was here to protect you." He went on, resting his chin on my soft shoulder.
"Usually guys like you prefer more... manly guys."
"Well, I'm not your usual guy; am I?" he replied with a smirk.
"I wouldn't-ahh..." he had begun to nibble on my neck.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist doing that. Your skin is just so... soft." He said in admiration. "If it makes you uncomfortable, then I won't do it." He added quickly.
"No way! I love it!" I said, a little too confidently.
"Really...?" he started suspiciously.
"Yes, but it's almost 4:00am; we should sleep." I said before he could get the chance to start biting my neck off.
"Sure thing." He said with a wink, before jumping up, full of energy, and turning out the light. "God it's hot in here." He said, sweat running down his chest and abs.
Against my will to see my boyfriend wet with sweat, I told him he could turn on the air conditioner. When he got in bed, he pulled me close to him. His masculine scent was so hot that it was overwhelming. With my head on his chest, my hand in his and my other tracing the defined lines between his abs, it felt like we were in heaven.
"You know, I've never felt so safe at my house. I have always been in the danger of my dad coming home in a drunken rage at any moment." I said, tears forming in my eyes, but this time from joy.
"It would be pretty unfortunate for him if he did come home right now." He said, kissing the top of my head.
"What did I do to deserve a guy like you?"
"You're a lot more awesome than you may think. You might not be that strong physically, but you've got tough skin when it comes to emotional things."
"Doesn't really look like I need it, since you beat up anyone who hurts me either way." I replied smartly.
"You like it." He said boyishly.
"Maybe." I replied, not being able to hide my pleasure.
"You do." He said authoritatively. "Anyway, I wanted to see if we could hang out with the group tomorrow, excluding Emma, since she's, well, yeah..."
"Oh, of course! Then I guess we had better sleep, right?"
"Naturally." He said with a grin. I laid my head on his abs of steel that were, in a weird way, comfortable, and fell asleep with his legs over mine and our hands interlocked.
I woke up and looked over at my alarm clock. It was 11:00am. I tried to get up, but Jakob had put his arms around me while I was asleep and couldn't move. He was still asleep, but smiling. He was so gorgeous.
"Hey loser, wake up." I nudged his biceps playfully. As he stretched this arms and legs, that godly masculine scent filled the vicinity again. He lifted me into his arms and jumped up.
"We should get ready." He said eagerly. He was like the freaking energizer bunny.
"It might help if you put me down." I said, not really wanting to leave his arms.
"Nah, I don't think so." He said cockily.
"Hm, I don't have any clothes to wear, but I really need to shower..." he said.
"Oh, you can use some of mine." I said. He walked over to my closet and opened it.
"These clothes are wery little." He said.
"No, you're just too big." I joked. He was now holding me with one hand, searching through my clothes with the other. He found a pair of shorts that barely fit, and a light pink Abercrombie shirt. I could only imagine how tight it would be on him.
"Nice choice." I said, still being supported by his unbelievably strong arm.
"You won't be saying that later." He said bitterly. He took a towel out of the laundry bin and said, "I won't be long." He let me down on my bed and winked at me before closing my bathroom door behind him.
While he was in the shower, I tried to decide what to wear. I decided on one of my favorite pairs of jeans, which were dark blue with tiny cuts and tears everywhere; surely enough to make Jakob looks twice. As for the shirt, I chose basically the same shirt as Jakob, but a dark green one, which I believed brought out my same colored eyes. I jumped suddenly and turned around as Jakob came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, still somewhat wet.
"Wow." Is all I could say. His light blonde hair was drenched, his muscles glistening from the water. His thick chest and leg hair was damp as well.
"I think it's more beneficial if I let myself dry naturally before getting dressed." He said sexily.
"I-i have no problem with that." I stuttered at his beauty.
"How cute." He said, grinning.
"I should shower now."
"Wait, wait." He said, pushing me back down onto the bed. "You should wait for the water to heat up." He said, grinning.
"I like where this is going..." I said ecstatically.
"Good, 'cause so do I." he bent down and put his lips to mine. We must've played tongue tag for about twenty minutes, because Lilja called.
"Hello?" I answered my cell phone, reluctantly.
"Hey Nathan. I tried to call Jakob but he didn't answer his phone. Is he with you?" her heavenly voice spoke.
"Yeah, he's right here. Wait a second." I gave the phone to Jakob, who began to speak to Lilja in fluent Icelandic.
"I'll just shower." I said to Jakob, and walked into the bathroom. If I thought the way he spoke English was hot, then that was nothing compared to the way he made Icelandic sound. I nearly melted right there.
I was careful to wash my hair thoroughly with shampoo and conditioner, and to clean my body twice with soap. I decided to do a quick shave down on everything as well, so that when I got out, my skin was perfectly smooth.
"Here goes nothing." I said to myself. I got dressed and walked back into my room.
"Damn." He said, whistling. He had gotten dressed, and the shirt was so tight that his abs showed through it, so I was mirroring his thoughts.
"You look hot." We said at the same time, to which we replied by giggling uncontrollably until Jakob said, "Oh yeah, Lilja and Anna want to meet us at the mall down the street."
"That can wait." I said, hugging him and biting his neck.
"Ahhh-no it can't." he said sternly.
"Yes, it can." I said, playfully defying him. It didn't take much; all I had to do was kiss him before he threw me onto the bed and got onto of me.
"Fine, but it looks like the ball is in my field." He said. He pinned my arms above my head and began kissing me romantically. I could feel his thick pecs on my chest, along with his large abs that protruded from his stomach. I was completely amazed at his perfection.
"Okay okay, we should really get going." I said, panting.
"As you wish; but you're not walking." He said.
"What? Yes I am." I said, confused.
"Actually, you're not." He lifted me off of the bed again, grabbed our wallets, and walked out of my room and downstairs.
"We'll be back, Mrs. Enzy!" he called out.
"Keep him safe, darling! Bye!" she called out from her room.
"Keep me safe? What do I have to worry about?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing, with me around." He replied, and that was exactly how I felt. His arms were flexed as he held me, and the size of them would put any grown man to shame. He walked considerably fast, considering he was holding a guy who weighed 140lbs.
After thinking about that, I asked him, "How much do you weigh anyway?"
"200 pounds." He replied earnestly.
"Wow." I said. I should have known, though, muscle weighs a lot.
"We're here." He said, letting me down gently. When we walked in, we saw Lilja and Anna sitting in the foot court at a small table with two lousy looking guys talking to them. The girls didn't seem to enjoy their company, even though they seemed to be our age or a year older.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" though Jakob's choice of words were polite, his voice was not.
"Who are YOU?" the taller guy replied.
"Uhm, they tried to get us to have sex with them. We don't even know them." Anna said.
"Who the hell is this, your brother-" the tall guy started.
"Don't talk to her." Jakob told him. It was either the look of anger on Jakob's face, or his bulging muscles, but either way the guys stopped talking at once. "Get lost. If you're looking for a slut to mess with, you are looking in the most incorrect direction you ever could. I don't take this crap lightly." Jakob said threateningly.
The smaller guy was shaking by now. "Let's just go." He said to the taller guy.
"S-sorry sir." They said to Jakob before scurrying off.
"That was awesome." I said enthusiastically. Anna kissed Jakob on the cheek and said thanks.
"Oh by the way, we have some news for you two." Jakob said confidently.
"What is it?" Lilja asked curiously.
"Nathan and I are dating." He said.
"That would explain the hickeys on your neck." She said to me. I blushed deeply.
"So what happened?" Anna asked. We explained last night in great detail.
"Well that's hot." They said jokingly. "Oh and, nice shirt." Anna said to Jakob sarcastically.
"Hey! I like it. It smells just like Nathan."He said, hugging himself in a cute sort of way.
"Annnd, it shows off his godly body!" I added.
"I've always thought he had a nice body... but we're friends, so I don't really pay attention." Lilja said, poking Jakob in the abs, who responded with blushing.
"He's so modest about his body, but he isn't afraid to put someone in check... nice." I said with a cocky grin.
"Yeah yeah. Anyway, what do you all want to do?" he said, changing the subject.
"Let's see. My best friend, my other gay best friend, his hot boyfriend, and I have the whole day to themselves at the mall... let's go shopping!" Lilja exclaimed.
"Where at though?" Anna asked. They all looked at me. I dragged them into Hollister, where they checked out the cute tank tops, or in Jakob's case, the hoodies ("They are so awesome!"). After we were done there, we went and got a bite to eat from a weird restaurant called Penny's Pizza. Lilja had bought three tank tops, two thin shirts to sleep in, four pairs of short shorts, and a regular shirt. Anna had bought only a tank top and a pair of short shorts, while Jakob bought three sexy muscle shirts, two tight graphic tee's, and two pairs of hot jeans.
"Wow, awesome choices guys." I said, after they showed me what they had gotten.
"You think so?" Jakob asked.
"At least the clothes you bought fit you." Lilja said jokingly.
"Yeah, really. Oh my god, this pizza is awesome!" Anna exclaimed.
"What, haven't you had pizza before?" I asked, staring at her peculiarly.
"Well, of course, but not this well made!" she replied. We were all laughing and having a good time, until none other than Jake Eren walked up to us.
"Hey, I need to talk to you. Alone." He said to me.
"You aren't going anywhere with him unless I'm there." Jakob said. I really liked his tone of authority; it saved me from having to stand up to the head jock of the grade.
Jake flinched at Jakob's words. I wouldn't blame him, either; Jake had experienced firsthand the type of destruction Jakob can cause.
"Okay, you can come." He said, his voice quivering.
"What, you think I need your permission? I'm coming whether you like it or not." Jakob said. Again, Jake flinched, to which Jakob snickered.
"We'll be right back." Jakob told the girls. He stayed beside me at all times, as if expecting Jake to attack me.
"I wanted to apologize for making fun of you." He said to me.
"I accept your apology." I said, then looking at Jakob.
"I'll accept your apology, as long as you don't personally attack him again, and if I find out that you do; I'm beating the living hell out of you. Got it?"
"D-definitely." He said, before walking off quickly.
"Do you have to scare him like that?" I asked Jakob.
"Better safe than sorry." He replied. Throughout the day, we did numerous things, such as walking around, going to the arcade, buying loads of candy, shopping more, checking out the video games, and buying each other things such as nail polish for the girls, and sexy body spray for anyone. At around 8pm, we all decided to go home. Lilja's foster mom came and got the girls, and Jakob and I walked home. Again, he carried me the whole way; me in one arm, our bought goods in the other.
"You don't have to carry me everywhere, you know. You might hurt yourself anyway." I said once we got home.
"I benchpress double your weight; I'll be fine." He said with faux grumpiness. Just then, my phone started to ring. I looked at Jakob.
"It's Emma." I told him.
I answered it and said, "Hello?"
"Hey, listen, Nathan, I'm real sorry about yesterday. I really shouldn't choose my boyfriend over my best friends... I spoke with Jake and he said he'd apologize whenever he saw you." She said sincerely.
"Yeah, I saw him today. He told me he was sorry. It's no problem Emma, we're all good. Besides, I have news that will make that seem so small." I said eagerly.
"What's that?" she asked curiously.