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Chapter 1 // ''The pool scene''.

Griff's POV:

Finally, the weekend had come, and Griff was especially excited about this fact. Funny how two simple days of the week could make someone feel so happy, compared to the drib and drab of waking up first thing on a Monday having to face a week full of torments and little digs from immature high school guys. Sigh, it never got old. See, bullies came easy to guys like Griff, who came typically wearing some dramatically colored jumper, his oval shaped glasses and the biggest rucksack you've ever seen! No matter how ''macho'' he told himself he could be, it never worked, he ended up flouncing away red faced and hurt, every single time.

Putting all of that aside for one day, though, Griff could look forward to spending the day outside reading, without a care in the world. Just him, his book, and the sun. Or- so he thought. He'd just settled in when he heard a splash against the water and looked up to the pool in front of him, and a smile quirked against his lips. There he was.. Jarod. God, he sent Griff's stomach churning in ways for longer than he could remember, butterflies, blushing cheeks, the lot. Yeah, it was obvious he was head over heels in love with his best friend, and it seemed like the classic ''I can't tell him!'' story, and that's exactly what it was. He snapped out of his momentary daze when he heard Jarod speak up.

''Come on...get in...get wet.'' Jarod practically drawled from the inside of the pool. This, on the other hand, made Griff practically melt in his seat.

He shook his head bashfully, gripping his book hard in his hands. ''I'm getting a start on my summer reading.'' He argued weakly, before getting water splashed all over him, and he guarded his book, sighing. ''Hey, cut it out!''

Then, he saw Jarod suddenly rise from the pool and there he stood...wet, half naked, and completely gorgeous. A large and goofy smile formed upon Griff's lips, before he fought it and straightened it out again as best he could, furrowing his eyebrows and burying his eyes back in the book. Though, he could see the other man advancing on him, and he yelped out. ''No, Jarod!'' He exclaimed as he felt himself being taken into his arms. ''You know I pinned you yesterday- NO!'' He cried as he was flung into the pool, cold water splashing his body as he struggled under the water, well, until he felt strong hands cling onto his waist and push him upwards, and he rose to the surface laughing, swimming to the side and hitching himself up, clothes sticking to his body now.

Him and Jarod were both chuckling to themselves on the side of the pool now, panting softly. Griff reached down to take off his sopping jacket and flung it aside.

''Wo-ow, look at those.'' Jarod perked up, nipping gently at the nipple that was sticking out of Griff's white tshirt.

''What?'' Griff asked shyly, though quickly punched Jarod in the chest, muttering ''fuck off' under his breath before laughing again.

A few seconds after, he caught eye contact with the dark haired guy next to him, and his grin fell, followed by a more sincere look, as he stared into his eyes, heart racing in his chest as he swallowed, and then looked away as he nerves got the better of him.

''I think I'm gonna fuck Beau.'' Jarod randomly stated.

''...That's excellent.'' Griff answered, but his heart plummeted inside his chest, getting that oh so familiar feeling like being punched in the gut.