Only Sleeping ✔️

Chapter 8 | Mason

I am doing some editing of this book as it says in the title, so if some of my author's notes at the beginning/end of the chapters don't make sense I apologize. 
I hope you guys enjoy!

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I get out of the shower still pissed. I have been in a bad mood all day since Beth Miller went and whispered shit about not using a condom in my ear. No way in hell was I ever putting my unprotected dick near her or anyone for that matter. I shake my head unintentionally thinking about what really made me pissed; Will's face. He looked disappointed and sad, maybe even a little annoyed, but that part I found cute. I dry off and change into some clean sweats I had in my bag before opening the bathroom door and pausing. No one was up here but Will and I, guaranteed Gage is downstairs playing video games.

I move closer to Will's door considering opening it, and going in. Telling him to never talk to Kade Johnson again Kade being the second thing that pissed me off today. Or maybe demand he tell me where Austin was going to see him; the third reason my mood was sour. I had stepped outside just in time to hear Austin tell Will he would "see him there" Austin has been friendly with Will recently and I don't like it.

I shake my head and reach for the handle, but I freeze because suddenly a noise is coming from Will's room; A quiet strained whimpering. I lean closer and quiet my breathing to hear his own heavy and erratic. The whimper comes again louder this time and is followed by a short groan. My dick instantly hardens is Will jerking himself off right now? Immediately the image of Will with his hand down his pants wrapped around his dick flashes in my mind and my body goes rigid. I want to open his door, I want to go inside and replace his hand with my own. Instead, I use every ounce of restraint I have and remind myself why I'm not fucking Will Jackson. 

Even with the thought that Will is too good for me and I don't ever want my sad excuse for a life to ruin his I don't make a move to leave. I stand feet feeling like they're cemented to the floor and listen to Will's laboured breathing and breathy moans.

My hand twitches wanting to move to my own dick but I cringe, listening to Will is bad enough. I force myself to walk away despite wanting nothing more than to listen to what sounds Will makes when he orgasms. When I get downstairs I drop my bag by the door and stand in the kitchen for a moment waiting for my hard-on to become, hopefully, less noticeable.

I go downstairs and Gage nods "What's up man" 

I shrug and try to act natural, Gage is naturally unobservent so I don't expect him to notice anything is up, but on the off chance he does, I'll be fucking uncomfortable. 

"You good to go grab Hank now?" 

Gage nods "Yeah for sure man" 

I'm thankful he wasn't actively in a game because I really need to put some distance between Will and I. He turns off his game and we head upstairs to go and pick up Hank.

After last night I asked Gage if Hank and I could spend the night and give Shawn time to cool off. His anger about his beer not being cold and that somehow being my fault may have gone away, but after a rough night like last night any little thing can set him off. I don't like Hank home when he's like that. 

It doesn't take long before we pull up to my house and Gage nods "You want me to come in?" 

I shake my head "No shouldn't take long I told Hank to be ready" 

Gage nods and I head inside. I glance around and tighten my lips looking at the way Shawn is passed out, bottles and cans everywhere. I shake my head and go up the stairs knocking lightly on Hank's door.

 "Hey! Asshole you ready?"

He opens the door holding his backpack and rolls his eyes.

"You said if I wasn't you'd leave me here so yeah I'm ready"