Maybe I Like You [bxb]

Chapter 8: You Look Like You Smooch Camels

"Whoza guud boii? Yes you are! Yesh juu are," I squish Comfort's face. His tail was wagging with such force, that his whole body was trembling. I made it a point to feed him something everyday, and he was starting to look much healthier.

"One sec baby boy," I scratch his head, taking out my phone.

"Dude where are you? We all are at Max's," Alex says. "I'll be there in five," I answer and hang up.

"I gotta go," I stand up. "Bye Comfo!" I wave at him, but he drooped his ears and sank on the ground whimpering.

"Don't do that," I whine. "I'll come back tomorrow, I promise. And I'll stay longer, okay?" I pat his head. He puts his paws over his eyes.

Dramatic dog..

I get up and quickly hurry towards Max's house. The boys were goofing around. Luke was jumping back, as Max tries to punch him. "Hello ladies," I greet. 

"Let's go, let's go, let's go," Max skips eagerly. 

"Yeah, he needs blood or he'll die," Ian shakes his head at Max, in disapproval.

"Look, it's either them or it's you," Max cracks his knuckles.

"We should really go," Ian says to me. "We don't wanna miss them."

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Loud music, sweaty teenagers, it looked like a typical party. We had entered in slow motion, in perfect V formation, until Ian stumbled and fell over Alex. "Everytime," Max groans. "Guys we need to make an impression." Thankfully everyone was too drunk to notice.

I won't go in detail over the fight. It was smooth, because Tim was in the middle of getting baked. His reflexes were poor, and I took my sweet time, damaging his face and bones. "Don't you ever use the word faggot, you wanking piece of shit," I had threatened into his ear when the fight was over. I doubt if he heard it, because he was almost unconscious. 

Obviously his friends had tried to stop, but that's what my friends were for. One guy did reach me though, and I got a busted lip while fighting both of them. Alex, Luke and I watch as some kids, carry the beaten up dudes away. 

"I hope he behaves from now on," Luke mutters.

"A small part of me, hopes he'll do this again, so I get to do this again," Alex grins motioning at the battleground which was actually a huge room with dull red light.

I had gone into deep thought. My mind was finally thinking, and asking logical questions. Why I went through all this trouble for a boy? That too an insanely irritating boy, with soft lips.

"Hey guys," Houston greets us nervously. I'm not surprised, that the host of the party took this long, to interfere. "We're going," Alex assures him.

"Oh no," he laughs. It was so fake. "Stay. Please grab some drinks, and enjoy."

"Houston, we need you outside," a boy informs, pulling his arm. "Excuse me," he smiles cordially. "But please stay, as long as you like."

Houston is one of those diplomatic guys, who manages to stay on good sides of both enemies. Plus us staying, would give him something to brag about for weeks. 

We go to Max and Ian, who were talking to someone. "C'mon let's go," I say to their backs, not wanting to stay here.

"Holy shit! What happened to you guys?" I look at the person in surprise. It was Lia, looking hot like a red pepper, in a bodycon dress. I eye her curves impressed. 

"Oh yeah, look who I found?" Max says scowling.

"The one and only," she smiles cheekily at us. She looks behind us, her eyebrows furrowing.