A house is only as fun as your house mate

Chapter 5 and 1/3: Lance

“damn you McClain.” I cursed to the sky as I watched Keith’s tail lights disappear over the horizon. I stood there longer than I should have staring and contemplating everything that had happened over the last few minutes. What had I done? I had clearly upset him but what the hell did I do? I wasn’t even sure what to feel about it all. My chest heaved as I thought more about Keith walking out. He wouldn’t have left for good. I refuse to believe that fact. I thought about waiting for him to come back home but realised, this was Keith we were talking about, he was stubborn enough to spend days away, even months if necessary, so I did the next best thing I could. I ran back inside and grabbed some fresh clothes. There was no time for brushing my teeth, and I left, grabbed my keys, my phone and my wallet and jumped into the car, ready to storm after the man that I realised, I may not be able to live without.
I had been driving solid for about an hour. Yet there was no sign of Keith anywhere. I pulled up at a petrol station that conveniently stood on the left of the road. I pulled in to get some more fuel but to also get some rest for the time being. There was no point in tailing Keith if I was going to get tired and crash the car, then that wouldn’t be helpful for anyone. I sat and thought about where he could have gone. It sucked actually, if only I knew more about him, then I might actually be able to pin point where he would be going. If it were Shiro in the position, he would know exactly. I decided to fill up then and settled on the idea that I would drive around for a couple more hours at the most and then I would head back, in the hope that he might be home. I would have appreciated the drive were it under different circumstances but because of what was going on, I couldn’t help but feel stressed about it. “where are you Keith?” I mumbled. To be honest, this entire journey helped me realise something. Keith might mean more to me than I thought. I mean what would I do if he were to never come back and just disappear. I would feel heartbroken myself. I don’t think I could deal with something so extreme as losing him again. It has happened once and I am not prepared for it to happen again. I will find him no matter what it takes.
I decided to call it a day there as the earth had started to fade to black. I slunk back home in my sorry state and hoped that the next day would be brighter, or at the very least, he might be back. I couldn’t lose Keith again. I would never forgive myself. If only I could remember what happened last night.
I sped down the highway past the school that I worked at, when I noticed, a car sat in the corner of the car park. It had its headlights on bright so I couldn’t quite tell what the car was. I just assumed some guy had left his door open and headlights on by accident so I panicked and drove into the car park too. As I got closer I saw a figure within the vehicle. I was about to walk away in relief that there was nothing bad going on here after all, yet, as if by pure luck, I caught sight of the figure in the car. An extremely pale guy with dark hair, and a scar down one face. I couldn’t hold my excitement at seeing him. He seemed to be asleep in the front seat. I walked over in hope that his door was open, as a matter of fact, it was. I opened the passenger door and sat next to him. I placed a hand on his forehead and swept his hair out of the way. My chest fluttered at the sight of him finally close enough to be in my arms. I released the final shaky breath that had been the result of the amount of adrenaline and panic coursing through my body when looking for this man. It felt good in a way, but it all just highlighted. I needed this man, more than I thought I needed. His hands lay limp by his sides, tempting me to grab one and hold it. I reached for his left hand that was draped over the clutch. I looked out onto the school grounds that the head lights had cast their glow onto. I was happy and contempt at that moment, however, there seemed to be something nagging at the back of my head, as if I had forgotten something else, not just last night with Keith. I had to think hard about it, that’s when it finally clicked. Today was Monday. It wasn’t half term. I was meant to be at work, in school, and I didn’t phone in. I mentally face palmed and cursed at myself for the stupidity. I was so caught up with Keith that I had completely forgotten the fact I had to go into work. My agitation had woken Keith up then, stirring him from his silent slumber. He glanced over towards me with a surprised look upon his face, that then became anger. “why are you here?” he asked. He didn’t look at me but he didn’t drop my hand either. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t noticed it since he literally squeezed it gently himself. “why are you here most importantly?” I returned. I could feel his first clench within mine. His knuckles turned white as his nails dug into his palm. “you shouldn’t be here.” Was all he said to me. For the love of God, I had just chased him down the country for all I knew and now all he had to say to me was a lousy ‘you shouldn’t be here’. “dammit Keith. I just drove around aimlessly all day, trying to look for you. You don’t understand how worried I was. I mean, you could have gone anywhere but you returned to the school I told you I worked at. I don’t understand why but even so, all you had to say to me was ‘why are you here’ and ‘you shouldn’t be here’. What is wrong with you?” I shouted. His fingers relaxed revealing a slight stream of blood on his palm. Keith sat there in silence. “i will wait here all night if I need.” I snapped. I dropped his hand and leant back into the dark leather of the car’s seat, a slight rage taking me over. I never got this angry, in fact, it was impossible for me to get in such a state. I guess that was the wonders of Keith Kogane. He was so good at bringing out sides of you that you never knew you had. Like when I kissed him last night for the second time in just a few days. I never would have told him and done that again in a million years were I given the choice to confess, yet I did. Wait. Last night. Kiss. Confess. Last night. Last night. Last night.
“Keith.” I said. I had to stifle the scream that nearly escaped my mouth. Letting it out would not have been a big deal, were I not planning on messing with him a little. “i remember last night.” I told him. He finally turned to face me with a hopeful look in his eyes. “you slept next to me, after I told you that I had broke the thermostat.” I explained matter of factly. I watched as his eyes dropped.
“is that all?” he begged. I shook my head, leaning in closer to him.
“I remember this.” I told him. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to take away the pain that I had caused him. I can’t believe that I had forgotten such an important fact. How hurt he must have been as the one other person who may actually have shown affection to him and he returned it, walked away from him. I leant even closer, his face unmoving, until I had pressed my lips upon his again. God how I loved this feeling, it didn’t happen often enough. I could easily pepper his face with kisses every minute of every day, if it meant getting this feeling every time. Black hair tickled the bridge of my n.ose and his lips gently brushed against mine. Once we had pulled back, a faint smile covered his face. “will you be coming back home then?” I asked willing with every ounce of my strength that he would say yes. Keith nodded and turned back to his steering wheel, ready to take us both back. “what about my car?” I asked as he began to pull out of his space. “ill drop you off in the morning.” He told me. I took that as an unsuspected delight and just simply pressed the lock button on my keys, watching as my car locked itself.