Three's a Crowd(boyxboy) (Completed!)

Chapter 7: A Case of The Feels

Dean's POV*

Once I headed out to work, I started to feel a bit bad for what had happened earlier between Payton and I. Maybe I shouldn't have gone that far...

I wasn't oblivious to the fact he liked me, but I didn't think he was all that invested in me. We were just friends, and that's always how it had been since pre k.

I let out a sigh. "I've got make it up to him."

I arrived at work, got my swimming gear and lifeguard shirt on, then headed out on to the pool deck. I climbed up and sat in my seat and began the long grueling day of keeping kids safe from drowning.

The day was pretty uneventful. No one got hurt, and all I had to do was yell at some kids for running on the wet pool deck. It was over before I knew it, and I was glad when I got to walk home at the end of the evening.

When I arrived back at the apartment, I could hear sounds coming from Payton bedroom... Moans...

His door was wide open, so everything could be heard.

"Jesus Payton." I said under my breath. Another guy?" I grabbed my phone from my pocket and sent him a text. 'I'm home. You might want to wrap things up.' I headed to the couch and sat down.

A couple of seconds passed before I heard. "Shit! You gotta go. My roommate is home." I heard Payton say from down the hall.

"Oh c'mon babe, we were just getting into it." His partner whined.

"Too fucking bad! Get the fuck out of me!" Payton demanded.

I heard shuffling around, then the sound of clothes ruffling. I was then met with the sight of a beefy guy rushing out of Payton's room hastily.

I looked at him with a deadpan expression as he scurried away. "Hey." I said casually.

His face went red and he hurried out of the apartment.

"Great talk." I muttered at the shut door.

Not long after Payton came out of his room in oversized tee and a red thong. "God, you couldn't take a walk around the block and come back? Why do you always have to ruin my fun?" He plopped down beside on the couch.

"I think you'll live. You just had sex yesterday didn't you?" I said smirking.

He pouted. "So? A boy's gotta come at least once a day so things don't get all built up."

"Is that so?" I asked him intrigued.

"It is so, and it's something I'll live by."

"Payton, sorry to break this to you, but you just might be a sex addict."

He gasped. "I am fucking not! Just because I like having lots of sex doesn't make me an addict."

"I think that is the exact definition..." I told him.

"Ugh whatever Dean." He turned away looking really upset. His voice got really sad. "You try being as lonely as I am.. at least you have her..."

I placed my hand on his shoulder."Payton I'm sorry... I'm just worried about you." I told him. "You been with so many diffrent guys this week, and I just want you to have a healthy sexlife with one guy."

"Well that's too bad, cause who I want to be with is taken!" He got up and stormed to his room slamming his door.

Wow, I didn't know it was possible to fuck up that badly.

I let out an exasperated sigh. "Well I guess I got fix the mess I made." I headed out of the apartment and to Payton favourite bakery. I got there twenty minutes before it closed and grabbed him some of his favorite treats. I got some chocolate covered strawberries, a chocolate eclair, and some macadamia nut cookies. I paid and left the store and headed back to the apartment.

When I got back, I knocked on Payton's door. "Hey Payton?" I called. "I'm really sorry about earlier. Can I come in?"

"No!" Came his muffled response. It sounded as if he had is face in a pillow.

"I got you some sweets." I tried to brib him.

"I don't care, go away!" He was still muffled.

"Come on Payton. Just let me give them to you and I'll leave you alone."

He thought about for a minute. "Fine, but you have to leave right after!"

I smiled stupidly. "Alright deal." I opened his door and walked in.

He was under his fairy lights and canope curled up into a pink body pillow, the lower half of face covered. He peered up at me at me with sad eyes that had just been crying.

I brought him the sweets box and sat on his bed. "I know, I'm leaving, but not before apologizing to you." I moved in a little closer and placed a hand on his back. "Payton you are my very best friend and what I said was completely uncalled for. No one should be judged on their sex life, and it was wrong of me to call you an addict. I hope you can forgive me."

He looked away and didn't say anything for a long time. When he did speak, his words ripped through me.

"You know why I'm like this right? I don't... I don't just do it for fun, I do it to cope with not being able to be with the person I really want to be with..." He stopped for a minute, and sat up, returning his gaze to me. "Dean,
you know I'm in love you right? You must know by now... I always have since we were kids... Why do you think I sleep with so many guys? It's because you constantly do stuff like this morning to me, and then leave me." He started crying.

My heart shattered. I had no idea how deeply he felt about me.

"When I finally think you're serious about me..." he continued, "and that you're finally going to do me... You switch back... I can't... I can't keep doing this to myself... I can't keep waiting for you and keep disappointing myself..." Tears spilled slowly from his eyes.

"Payton..." I said wordless. "I- I never meant to hurt you like this..." I stared at him, finally seeing all the pain I had left in his eyes.

"You did though.." he said wiping his tears away sadly. "Even though I made it completely clear how I felt, you still ignored my feelings..."

I didn't know what to say to that. I felt absolutely horrible. I just sat there staring at him trying to find the words.

He took a deep breath and wiped the last of the tears from his eyes. "I think I need some more time alone." He said softly. "Thank you for the treats."

"Payton..." I finally managed. "I-"

He cut me off. "Just go Dean." He said bluntly. "We'll talk tomorrow."

I reluctantly stood, and exited his room.

What a fucking disaster I created.