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Waking up before Damien the next day I gently get out of bed, walking out of my room I shut the door behind me and head for the kitchen. When I walk in I see my mom blowing into her mug of coffee “morning” I greet opening the fridge, not hearing her reply I turn and look at her “I said good morning.”
“I heard you” she drinks her coffee. “How much would it have killed you to reply to one of my many texts last night?”
“You sound like a jealous girlfriend” I grab some orange juice shutting the fridge
“Ewan I’m trying to be serious, how do you expect to be trusted when you’re doing things like this?”
“Mom I missed one hour stop acting like I betrayed you”
“Betrayal of trust is still betrayal Ewan.”
Sighing “fine then sorry” she walks away not acknowledging my apology, “did you hear me I said I’m sorry”
“I heard you” I see her back heading for the living room.
Pouring some creamer in a cup I add coffee and stir, afterward, I walk back to my room to find Damien still in deep sleep. Sitting at my desk I open my computer, trying to stay as quiet as possible I begin working on a paper to pass the time. With my back turned to him I hear every movement he makes and try to not turn and stare at the sleeping boy in my bed, the school’s resident tough guy looking so soft and peaceful between my pillows and covers. Fuck it I’m gonna look, slowly turning I’m about to stop when I hear him groan and I quickly turn back. Damien probably wouldn’t like being watched while he slept.
“Hey” I’m greeted in the most sexiest raspy sleepy morning voice, taking my hand off the keys I turn to face him “what time is it?” His eyes are barely opened
I quickly glance at my laptop screen “8:36”
“Fuck are you doing over there?”
“Um homework”
Damien scoffs “lame” and turns his back to me.
Yes I am fucking lame, there’s a hot guy in my bed and of course, I’m doing homework instead. Shutting my laptop I stare at him laying there unsure what to do, not thinking too much I stand up walking to the bed, getting in I climb close asking “are you busy today?”
Turning his head back to face me Damien’s eyes land in mine “no” he shakes his head
Flipping his body to me Damien moves even closer as I say “if you wanted to stay the day you could”
“You want me here?”
Smiling I nod “of course,” as he’s laying next to me Damien reaches his head near me meeting his lips to mine.
After kissing for a couple seconds Damien pulls away “go finish your homework I’m still tired.”
Getting off the bed I walk back to my desk sitting down, while he sleeps I continue research for a paper I’m selling on Monday.
“Ewan?” My mom randomly knocks on my door causing me to jump, Damien wakes up looking at me and I stick my finger out to keep him quiet. “Did you fall back asleep?”
“What is it, mom?” I reply asking from the chair
“I have to go out for the day and your father went to the school to do some work and have meetings, I left breakfast on the table for when you get hungry ok?”
“Yeah great thanks”
“You have to actually eat it Ewan, coffee is not breakfast!”
“All right!” Go away, woman.
“Ok see you later” her footsteps fade and Damien lays back.
When she’s finally gone I watch Damien get out of bed walking to the desk where I’m sitting and taking my coffee, opening the door I ask before he walks out “where are you going?”
“I’m gonna go eat your breakfast” he answers and I watch his back disappear down the hall
Smiling I stand following behind him, as I walk into the dining room to find Damien at the table actually eating my food my phone rings. Seeing Silver’s face I answer as I sit at the head of the table and Damien is on my right side “hey”
“Yes I knew I could count on you to be awake early, wanna go get greasy hangover food for breakfast? I need sustenance”
“I’d love to Sil but I’m kind of busy” I reply watching Damien cut up pancakes
“Doing what it’s 9 in the morning?”
“Nothing don’t worry about it”
“Want some?” Damien turns asking with a mouthful and I shake my head
“Wait who was that?”
“My dad” I quickly lie “I’m in the middle of something Sil I’ll call you later”
“Ewan Basilton do not hang-” I push the end call button before she can finish.
After breakfast Damien and I decide to smoke and watch cartoons on the couch, sitting at opposite ends I focus on the tv while he’s glued on his phone texting. I can’t help but notice but I know there isn’t much I can do about that, so I keep my mouth shut. While he’s texting his phone starts to ring “shit” I hear him react sitting up, turning to me as he answers I stay quiet and he starts “yo… don’t bother I’m not there… don’t ask fucking questions I slept somewhere else so what? …no I don’t want to go but tell Cliff if he touches my shit I’m gonna fuck him up… Nah I’m busy… How could I spend the night at some bitch’s house when your girl was with you all night Howie?” He laughs then ends the call with, “I’ll stop by the house tonight don’t smoke all the good shit without me.”
After he hangs up I ask “everything good?”
“Yeah my friends are just looking for me”
“Had somewhere to be?”
Shaking his head Damien replies “we do the same shit every weekend get high, go skate around, play video games, and a bunch of pointless fuckery until it’s time to go home.”
“Can’t imagine getting high and watching cartoons on a Saturday is what you’d rather be doing”
“You trying to get rid of me or something? Is writing papers for a bunch of lazy dumbasses better than hanging with me”
“No it’s not but-”
“Baz if you can say no to Silver to hang with me instead, then I can tell my friends to fuck off for you all right?” I nod “great now why the fuck are you sitting so far away, come closer” he reaches out as I move towards him Damien pulls me until we’re pressed against each other on the couch. We both chuckle at the gesture and Damien rests his hand against my neck pulling my face closer until our lips touch.
Spending most of our day on the couch or in my bed, it’s finally the afternoon and while we’re in my room quietly kissing because my mom’s back… Damien’s phone keeps vibrating. Pulling his lips away but resting his head against mine Damien groans, “sorry it’s my fucking dad being annoying” he picks up his phone scrolling through the missed calls. “I have to go soon” trying my best not to frown or react I just look at him and he says, “you always make that face every time I say I have to go.”
“What face?” I quickly look away
“That face” he grins grabbing me by the chin, “either say what you want or I’m gonna think you’re scared of me.”
“Fuck you I’m not scared of you” I pull my face away sitting up and leaning my back against the wall.
“Ok then stop fucking around and tell me you don’t want me to go,” he moves to me sitting in front of me waiting for a response.
“I don’t want you to go” I frown
And he grins “and I don’t want to go either… see was that so hard?” Shaking my head he continues “ok well I do have to go though before my dad flips” he stands putting his clothes on as I quietly watch.
When he’s done we stand by the window “I’ll see you at school on Monday,” nodding he comes close kissing me one last time before climbing out of the window.
That night after desperately needing someone to talk to and contemplating whether I should, I decide to go to my parent’s room while my mom’s reading a book in bed, and my dad is far away in the living room watching tv. Walking into the room I climb in bed laying next to my mom, who ignores me and continues with her book. “You still mad at me?”
“Not mad just a little peeved”
“I already said I was sorry”
“It’s not enough Ewan”
“Fine stay mad I’m not gonna tell you what I came to tell you anymore,” I begin getting up but my mom grabs my arm pulling me back
“You never share anything with me so whatever this is I want to hear it.” She shuts the book putting it down, “I’m all ears”
“Ok um…” Jesus how do I even start this “so there’s a guy-” she gasps “mom chill”
“Sorry sorry this is just a first for us but continue”
I stare at her making sure she’s cool then I keep going, “I know we never talk about this stuff because it’s weird but I don’t know what to do.”
“Weird? Why is it weird?”
“I don’t know maybe you wanted a daughter to do this stuff with”
“Are you kidding me?” I shake my head “honey I wanted you and I got you ok? Yes you’re a boy and you like boys but that doesn’t matter,”
“It doesn’t?”
“Of course not Ewan! If you thought it was going to be a problem you would’ve never came out to us in the first place. You can talk about boys all you want with me”
“Well there’s never really been one to talk about, until now”
She grins excited “Great tell me everything, what’s his name? What does he look like?”
“I can’t tell you his name because you’ll tell dad, and dad knows him. Dad’s gonna out him if he knows.”
“He’s not out?” She asks and I shake my head “all right no name, tell me what he looks like and what’s he like”
“Um well he has brown eyes” that fucking melts me every time I look in them for too long, “he always keeps his hair in a buzz cut I’m not sure why but it looks really good on him, and he doesn’t smile much but when he does and you get to see his teeth they’re so perfect. Personality-wise he’s very closed off, I’m pretty sure even his friends don’t know much about him, he has an attitude but in a cute manageable way-“
“Aww honey you’re smitten”
“Ew god don’t say smitten”
“Ok then you’re infatuated with him”
“That’s not better mom.”
She laughs then continues “all right well we know you like him, but does he like you?”
I shrug “that’s the thing I don’t know, I never know what he’s thinking. Sometimes I think maybe he could like me but then I remember he’s deep in the closet and doesn’t plan on coming out anytime soon, and he’s so hard to read with his attitude”
“Ewan if he’s being mean to you then-”
“No he’s not mean to me I promise, I just need to figure out if he likes me without asking.”
“Oh that’s easy boys are dumb and simple” I look at her and she rubs my shoulder, “yes honey even you.” Shaking my head I try not to take offense and she explains “there are so many ways to tell if he likes you. Does he choose you over his friends? Does he do the things you ask? Have you guys kissed?” She stays quiet as I wait for more examples then she asks again, “well have you?”
“What kissed?” She nods “yes we have”
“All right here’s a sure-fire way to tell if he likes you, next time you see him pay attention to how he treats you versus his friends. Boys will always treat the person they like better than anyone else”
“You think so?” She nods “yeah all right I’ll try it.”
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