Someday when you leave me || bxb

Chapter Five

*Preston's Point of View*

When I get home my mom is sitting on the couch. Reading some self-help book about balancing work and a personal life. 

She puts it down when she sees me. I must look upset because she asks what's wrong.

"Nothing, nothing," I say more to myself than to her. 

"You look upset, you know you can talk to me right?" Can I?

"No, it's nothing mom really. It's just been a long day," I say a bit coldly.

"Okay," she holds her hands up in defense. "Is James not coming over today?" She looks at the door probably expecting him to walk through the door. My chest tightens at his name.

"No, he isn't. He's--Jay's busy today," I stutter.

"Oh okay, honey." Her look is dismissive telling me to leave with her eyes.

"I have homework, I'll come down in a bit," I say halfway up the stairs already.

Once I get to my room I finally start to process what just happened with Jay in the car. Really it was nothing, nothing at all. He said he wanted our thing to stop for Christina. Because of Christina. 

I didn't even know she liked me like that. I thought it was a joke, I always flirted back sure but I flirt with everyone. Was I really that stupid? It was probably so obvious. What was I supposed to do now? Ask her out, text her? 

I don't even like her. She's mean and acts like she knows everything when she doesn't. She'll be the rudest person to one person one second and then be completely nice to another person the next. Like in the car yesterday she was being a bitch to Jay and then was nice to me the rest of the way. 

I guess her liking me made sense now. 

It's okay she's not that bad she's really smart and her voice is really calming and her hair always looks nice. 

It wasn't enough, what about Jay? I completely understand why he wanted it to stop it's fine really. Maybe we should have never been doing those things anyway. Maybe this was a good thing.

It's not like we were anything serious. He's just so hot sometimes and we were horny teenage boys helping each other out. It didn't mean anything. I'm not gay. In fact, women are attractive, like Christina, Christina's pretty and she likes me.

I dig my phone out of my pocket and begin typing out a text, Hey Christina. Do you want to come over? 

Within seconds he responds, Sure. I'll be over in a couple minutes.

Christina lived only a few minutes away and she had her own car. 

I make my way downstairs, "Done with your homework already?" My mom asks not even bothering to look up from the book.

"No I invited my friend Christina over, we have the same math class, she asked for help." I bullshit but she doesn't care enough to question it. 

Christina is at the door already. I hear the doorbell and wait a few seconds before opening it, I didn't want it to seem like I was waiting or anything because I wasn't. Weren't you? A voice in my head says. 

When I open the door she doesn't even wait for me to say come in she just does. "Hi, Mrs. Winston." She had met my mom before briefly. 

"Oh, Christina." My mom is a total actor Oh, Christina. My mom couldn't care less about Christina. She didn't two seconds ago. She gets up to greet and hug her like Christina was her favorite person in the whole world. "What brings you over?" She says as if I hadn't just told her.

"School," Christina says even more convincing than me. "We have a big test on Monday." 

"Oh okay well, you guys can go on up," Christina does. "You can stay for dinner if you'd like as well."

"I will Mrs. Minston, thank you," Christina says with a smile.

"Great," I mumble under my breath.

We're both sitting on my bed. 

"I was wondering if you'd like to go to the dance with me," I say.

"Oh my god!" She jumps up in joy, "Yes." 

I plaster on a smile. 

I can see her leaning in for a kiss, I want to doge it but I don't. Christina is hot and I guess we're dating now or at least she'll expect it. So why shouldn't we kiss?

I kiss back and it's okay, it's so bleak. Somehow it escalated and we're in a horizontal position on my bed. 

She pulls away only to say, "Thank Jay for me will ya."

Why'd she have to say his name? I didn't want to think about Jay, that's why she was here. When she kisses me again I wish I was kissing him, I wish he was the one kissing me. I close my eyes and it's him I see not her. Not Christina. Jay.

There is something seriously wrong with me.