A Week In Paradise (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 1 - The Talent Show

HELLO! So this is my first story EVER on Wattpad, I've never done this kind of thing before and never shared anything I've written before so I'm kind of nervous about it. I'm sorry if you find this first chapter a little boring but I promise it will get better throughout the next chapters as the story progresses. I just didn't want to shove too much in there for a first chapter. But yeah, read it, comment on it, like it or whatever and lemme know what you thought! Thanks :-)

Song of this chapter is of course, At Last by Etta James (Beyoncé's version)

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If anyone a week ago told me I'd be sitting half naked in bed next to Caine Sorhay at some shitty motel I would've laughed right in their face. Yet here I am puffing on a cigarette at the 'Grand Paris Inn'.

Caine Sorhay was the last person I'd have imagined I'd be here with. I looked over at his sleeping form and wondered how the hell any of this happened. Simply put, it's been a week in paradise.

Caine and I were very, very different, I guess you could look at it like he was at the top of the food chain and I was somewhere in the middle or dare I say it, at the bottom.

He was 'Mr Popular' and had been so all throughout high school. He always had the attention of girls and he sure as hell lapped it up in fact, every week he had a new girl hanging off his arm.

But myself on the other hand, I didn't find fitting in as easy as he did. High School could either be easy and breezy with no problems whatsoever, or it could be an absolute nightmare and unfortunately for me it was the latter.

In High School, you're either in or you're out and if there were any 'abnormalities' or differences you had about you whether you were; fat, gay, ugly, or even ginger, you were out. Again, unfortunately for me I was gay.

I guess a good place to start would be at the beginning. It was a Friday night and I was competing in my school's annual talent show as I usually did every year. Okay so I will admit that I can sing and not to brag but I've won the whole thing for the past 5 years.

Anyway, it was my turn to go on stage, three girls each dressed in a pink singlet and denim mini shorts had just gone before me dancing to some Nicki Minaj song, earning themselves a large wave of applause along with a few whistles and hollers. The three of them shot me dirty looks as they walked past me.

"Good luck faggot." one of them said to me, causing the other two to snicker and giggle. I watched them walk away with tears slowly pricking at my eyes. I bit down on my bottom lip hard, drawing blood; I needed to calm myself down.

"Ladies and gentlemen please give a warm welcome to five time defending champion ALEX MORLEY!" The announcer called as the crowd roared with cheer. I slowly walked to the centre of the stage and stood behind the mic stand as the room fell to a deafening silence.

The backing music started to play and I felt myself fall in to a comfortable rhythm as I rocked to the slow, soulful beat of 'At Last' by Etta James. Although I was painfully shy, I felt most comfortable up on a stage singing to a crowd. I opened my mouth to let out the first long note of the song and of course like any other amateur performer the first few notes of any song you sing are usually a bit wobbly.
"At last, my love has come along..."

Usually when I performed on stage I would focus on a spot on the back wall to ease my nerves, but my eyes decided to go wandering. My eyes scanned over the crowd, there were mostly adults, probably parents of the other contestants.

From the corner of my eye I saw the left wing door of the auditorium open, I turned my face towards the door only to see Caine Sorhay.

I watched him as he made his way down the aisles; he looked up at me causing our eyes to lock. I stared into his golden brown eyes as rich as molasses and just as liquid. Usually in a situation like this I'd look away and continue to sing, but the way he was looking at me like I was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen made it hard for me to do so. Eventually he broke his gaze and sat down with a few of his friends near the front rows.

"...For you are mine, At Last..." I sang the closing lines of the song and bowed as the crowd cheered.

"Ladies and gentlemen once again, give it up for Alex Morley!" the announcer said as I walked off stage.

Fast forward through two more hours ranging from dance groups to someone burping the national anthem and winner was being announced. I was one of the top 3 that were up for the top prize.
The stage was the only place where I felt I belonged and I never felt like I was me when I was on stage. The person I was on stage was confident and carefree. The person I was off stage was shy, awkward and extremely self-conscious.

The crowd suddenly erupted with applause and everybody's eyes were on me.
"Congratulations once again to Alex Morley!" he announcer said into the mic as he turned to face me, "Six years in a row! Tell us how you're feeling to once again be the owner of the massive talent show trophy Alex!"
I cleared my throat before speaking in to the mic. "Honestly I am still surprised that I've won again!" I said with a nervous laugh.

He handed me the trophy and shook my hand as we posed on stage for the photographer in front of us.

Amongst all of the applause I heard a truly ugly sound, I looked in to the crowd only to see the group with Caine all laughing and booing. The sound of it was screeching in my ears like nails scraping chalkboard.

Usually I was able to handle getting shit like that from other kids my age but this time it really got to me. I didn't even try to hold back the tears as I dropped the trophy, stormed off the stage and out of the auditorium. How dare they! How dare they make me feel pathetic! How dare I let them! I was just as pathetic as they made me look and I knew it.

I walked down the street for a while, not really caring where I was going, not that I could see much through the blur of my tears. I arrived at a park a few blocks away from where the talent show was being held and made my way to sit down on the swing set. I noticed the park was empty so I closed my eyes and started swinging. As afternoon became evening and the sun started to set, I decided to leave and walk home.

"Hey! Wait up!" a voice shouted interrupting my sweet moment of solitude. I was at the entrance of the park ready to leave when I stopped and turned towards the voice, only to see those two beautiful brown orbs that had captured me hours before. It was Caine and boy did he look good standing in the orange glow of the setting sun. He was wearing a maroon snapback on his head backwards with his fringe pushed back and bits of his wavy brown hair were sticking out the sides. He had a pair of black skinny jeans on, black vans and a large grey crew neck. He was smiling as he walked towards me, so naturally I smiled back until I remembered he was with those ignorant fucks at the talent show and my smile quickly turned in to a frown.

"Did you come back to mock me some more?" I asked him sarcastically.

"What? No! Hey I wasn't mocking you." He said with a confused expression on his perfectly chiselled face.

"Leave me alone." I said turning to leave, "I saw you with them at the show! You were laughing along!"

"Hey! Just please stop." He begged.

I turned back towards him ready to tell him to fuck off again but he was already jogging towards me.
"It's getting dark." He said "At least let me walk you home."

"Fuck off! I can walk myself." I snapped back at him.

"You're going to walk halfway across town on a Friday night?" He asked. "You're not going alone!"