Mommy's Boy and The Hipster (boyxboy)

Mommy's Boy and The Hipster (7) END

"There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene, only then I am human, only then I am clean."

I continued to sing along the song as the door closed after Matt stepped in.

"Feeling depressed?" he asked.

"Listening to slow music doesn't always mean that I'm depressed."

"Besides, this Hozier guy's voice is smooth as silk. You can't blame me for loving his angelic voice." I responded as I lifted my head from the pillow to actually see him.

"Okay, calm down killer." Matt said, holding his hands up.

He paced around for some time before looking up "Are you coming to Jill's party tonight? It's going to be sick! I heard Taylor will be there as well, seems like the luck's on my side bro." he said smiling.

"Nah I think I will stay here, I have a paper due to two days." I answered, picking up a baseball from the ground and tossing it up before catching.

"Seriously? I say Taylor, that blonde chick, well yeah she is flat but still pretty hot."

"No I'm sure, good luck with getting with Taylor, I think she slept with the whole school twice." I responded.

"Everyone but you." Matt said grinning.

"Everyone but me." I nodded.

He went on his computer and the music once more blended in with silence.

I am at college now, majoring architecture in Vienna. I loved here and I was glad to be away from all those people who hated me for at least a year for being who I am.

I didn't speak the name of Tyler since then, trying to not think about him or his girlfriend he had back then. But sometimes the thought of his soft lips played in my mind and sometimes he invaded my dreams, causing
me to wake up all hot and bothered but I was over him. Yup, totally over him.

Anyway, I am happy now, I can be who I am... Just still in the closet. Well kind of.

Everybody knew that I was gay but I didn't word it. And oh, Matt was clueless.

After a few hours of rattling and studying, he finally left with a small wave.

The clock showed 10.47pm when I finished my paper. Since I had nothing to do, I changed into some jeans and a tight t-shirt, slinging a denim jacket over my shoulders.

I got in my car and drove, there was a place in my mind that I often go to when no one was around.

The "OMG Society" sign glowed with a neon red as music seeped through my windows in sight of men making out.

I parked my car nearby and walked in.

Lust and need thick in the air, people were grinding on each other on the dance floor as DJ swiped to a new song causing some dancers to change their moves.

I walked through the sea of people and finally reached the bar.

After ordering my regular, a Manhattan, or as they like to call it here, Cherry Bomb, I looked around, watching people eat each others faces as I sipped my drink.

I tried that, all of that, but it didn't go any further than a long kiss, not even a make out session. That was why I was here, to find someone. I didn't know if this is the right place to begin, but I had nowhere to go. Also, I liked the ambiance.

I gazed around the dance floor once more, looking for someone to watch for the rest of the night.

Speak of the devil, he found me.