Hey! You right there...DOES YOUR MOTHER KNOW YOUR READING THIS! this story is meant for people 18 years and up, you better exit nifty right now b4 I find you and hurt your little raunchy ass J "I'm so sorry, and to show you how sorry I am", he leaned forward till his forehead was touching mine. "I'm going to kiss you". And he did, as our lips meet, his warm tongue enters my mouth and my body begins to quake. I moan as I press my mouth as far into his as it would go. I wrap my arms around his body as tight as I can, and he quickly does the same. I don't know why I was doing this but god it felt so right, but so wrong at the same time.I honestly don't know how long we've been kissing but someone barged through the door interrupting our lip lock. "What the fuck is this?!" Braeden yelled his face red and his body shaking from anger. CHAPTER 4:
"Oh god! Braeden it's not what it looks like", I said, as I pushed stiles off me and sat up.
"Are sure about that Bryson, because it looks like your-"
"What the fuck, how the hell is it any of your fucking business what he's doing hunh?" Stiles narrowed his eyes as he stood up from the bed and walked over to Braeden. Oh god no, please tell me they not going to fight, I can't have them fighting especially over me...wait. Wait. Wait yes I can this is so hot! Ha I have two of the hottest guys fighting over me.
"It is my fucking business!, because YOU tried to kill him remember and I save his little ass from you, so yes I would be fucking furious if I walk in on him sucking faces with his killer! Braden yelled.
Then it dawned on me, Braeden Salverda knows I'm gay...oh my god, holy shit I can't believe it I didn't really think about it until now. He just caught me kissing stiles. Which mean he knows and is probably going to hate me, and Stiles already does but this is like pouring acid on a wound. Its bad enough he already hates me but now that Braeden knows and probably will tell the whole school. Stiles is going to fucking kill me and this time Braden won't be there to help me because he know I'm GAY!
"DONT. CALL. A. KILLER.!", Stiles growled, and that scared the shit out of me, even Braeden took a couple steps back. "I regret what I did but I will NOT having some insignificant piece of shit tell me insulting me.
"Stiles..." I whispered, I had to get him away from Braeden or else he would probably kill him. I stood up from my bed and walked over to him and hesitantly put my hand on his shoulder. His body was tense and rigid; I could feel him shaking from anger. He whipped around so fast when my hand made contact with his shoulder, causing me to fall back and land hard against the edge the bed. And FUCK! Did it hurt, I cried out in pain and Braeden rushed to my side and pulled me up.
"LEAVE NOW!" Braeden yelled, his voice filled the room, he was really pissed and his voice scared me but not as much as Stiles did. Braden's voice made my body shake from fear, but Stiles voice chilled my bones, left me paralyzed and I can actually feel my heart beating so fast from fear, the poor muscle working itself to death.
Braeden help me back on the bed and sat beside me, Stiles was still standing there staring at me with no emotion on his face, and he held his head cocked, as if trying to gain a better understanding of something. He was beautiful though, his hair was jet black, cut very short like a military style and his complexion was really fair almost snow white. His lips were so inviting, if you stare at them long enough you actually find yourself biting down on your lips trying so hard not to walk up to him and plant an earth shattering kiss in that pink pout. But his eyes were my favourite; they were a really pale blue. I've never really figured out why they were like that they were this kind of cold haunting blue that actually left you rubbing your arm for warmth. And he had really long black lashes that really enhanced the color to a very high contrast. He had these really high cheekbones that were lightly dusted with hair; I've never seen him with a clean smooth shave ever since he started growing hair on his face. It was always a 5 'O clock shadow, but I loved it, made him look more brooding.
He walked over to wear I was laying; I cowered and looks down at his feet. Braeden stood up and was about to protest when I felt a hand under my chin, he pulled my face to meet his gaze. Once my green eyes met his pale blue, I felt a cold chill run right from eyes all the way down my spine. I shiver involuntarily and he smiled knowingly. I saw his face zoomed in as his lips met my forehead, I felt that impenetrable bond wrap around us again. I felt so safe around him...wait! What the fuck am I saying, he almost KILLED me, and I'm swooning over that bastard. What the hell is wrong with me, fuck I need help? I tried to push my head away and his gazed held me in placed. I could move at all... like legit, I felt...paralyzed.
"Don't fight it, it's no use", he whispered softly, his cool breath tickled my face, sending that stupid chill down my spine again.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE, AND JUST GO!", I heard Braeden say his voice filled with anger and authority. Stiles smirked as he stepped back, his eyes never leaving mine. He winked as he turned around and walked out. As his gazed left mine I felt my body relax, I could move again. What the fuck was that?
"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need me to go get the doctor?, he bombarded me with questions not waiting for me to answer. I simply shooked my head and rested it back on the pillow.
"So I'm guessing you know I'm... uh, I'm gay" I whispered closing my eyes and waiting for him to walk out in digust. I felt he bed move and I knew I lost him then. But suddenly I felt something warm touch my lips, my eyes shot open and I sat up quickly breaking from the kiss.
"WHAT THE FUCK" I said my face filled with shock. He just smiled and placed his hand on my check.
"Bryson, I know you're gay but I don't hate you...infact it's quite the opposite, I've been in love with you ever since the day I saw you", he whispered.
"Oh just fucking wonderful another dream, why can't I just have a normal happy love life, why the hell do you have to tease and torture me?, I grimaced staring up at the roof.
"ha ha-ha who are you talking to, and this IS not a dream", Braeden chuckled wrapping his arms around me. "See I'm touching you it's not a dream".
"ya, coz that proves something", I scoffed and trying to pull from his embrace, but to no avail. Then I felt a stinging sensation in my arm, he PINCHED ME!
"OW! What was that for, jerk" I cried rubbing my arm.
"I trying to prove to you that this is not a dream, so I pinched you, I'm sorry if I hurt you", he smiled.
"It's ok" I smiled back. I fell back into his arms and closed my eyes, I still didn't believe this was real. But I decided to just enjoy the feeling while it lasted. His warm lips touched my neck as he ran his fingers through my hair pulling me into a nice slumber.
I'm so sorry it took so long to write the 4th chapter guys, one of my friends was bashed at the train station, so I had to take care of him, but I'm back and my little homo is ok lol. And don't worry I took care of the homo-haters lol but anyways ENJOY! <3