He Changed Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Eleven

Seth’s Point of View

            With a contented sigh, I smiled at my handy work: French toast with eggs, bacon, sausage and a side of fruits. Now, I have to wait for Travis to come and get his breakfast. I did something really bad last night, well, more like this morning. First I thought about taking a run for it and going to school early because I couldn’t face Travis after what I did. Then I thought this would be my punishment to myself so that I won’t do it again. I hadn’t even knew what I was doing until I finished doing what I was doing. Ugh. I groaned and rested my elbows on the counter top and my face in my palms.

            The hardwood floor creaked, making me raise my head to reveal Travis halting mid-step with a towel wrapped around his waist. He did a 180degree turn back to where he was coming from, shouting, “I’m going to get dressed”. Don’t think about it, Seth. Do not think about it, Seth. It’s forbidden territory. I let out a sigh. He is so fucking hot. Mother, why did you have to be so stupid! He could have been mine! All mine!

            Travis came back, looking just as good in clothes as he does in just a towel. He wore beige cargo pants, green and black Jordan’s, a black long sleeve Louis Vuitton shirt that accentuated his tone body.  He had a gold watch on his wrist. He made the watch look good, no lie. I wish he wouldn’t look so good all the time. Other people see him and ogle him; I notice this, both males and females. I don’t want anyone else to notice him because then they’d be interested in him. I’d die if he fell for someone.

            “Morning, thanks for making breakfast,” he said, sitting on the opposite side where his plate sat.

            “You’re welcome, it’s the least I can do,” I said. He stared at me blankly, then chuckled and shook is head. 

            “How was your night, Seth?”  

            “What do you mean?” I responded quickly, gulping. Shit! Shit! Shit!

            “What do you think I mean?”

            “Um.” Oh shit. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know that I was doing it. I swear that—”

            “Dude, what are you talking about? I only asked you your night was because I couldn’t sleep.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Why are you blushing so much? What did you do?” 

            “Nothing. See in you class. Bye.” With that, I grabbed my bag and dashed out the condo. Holy fuck that was close. I feel so dirty. I can’t believe I jerked off while thinking about Travis. It’s not my fault that I woke up with a hard on as stiff as a board after a mind-blowing dream about Travis and I. I had no idea I wanted him so bad. I want to be with him in everyway possible but neither of us is ready. There are too many unanswered questions between us. There’s too much between us period.

            I kept looking back to see if Travis was following me. I’m not sure why I thought he would be following me. I smiled when I saw the bus stop up ahead. The sign felt like freedom to me. And I was almost free until a grey Charger pulled up next to me.

            “Get in the car, Seth.” I got in. His assertive tone of voice gave me no choice. He drove off as soon as I put my seat belt on. “Do you work today?”

            “No,” I answered.

            “You just walked out on, scratch that. You just ran out on me when I was talking to you. You can’t do shit like that if we’re suppose to be nice to each other like you want. I can’t be nice if I’m annoyed or pissed off.” Feeling like crap, I looked at him to see the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. Asshole.