How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 60: Are we friends?

I sit down on my bed and look at my phone. Carla and Harry sent me a picture of them cuddling and smiling. I smile and text them that I miss them.

Austin still hasn't called me. He promised he'd call me.

I groan angrily and lay my phone aside only to pick it back up again a second later.

I decide to text Adam. I hate Adam. But I kinda like him. Is that weird?

"Did your parents get mad?" I text him.

Instead of texting back he calls me.

"I know you said I shouldn't call you, but then you texted me and it was kind of contradictory." Adam says. "No, my parents aren't mad. My dad told me if I wanna beat you up, I should do it somewhere else."

I blink a few times. "Oh. Seriously?" I ask him.

"I told you they hate gays." He says.

"You certainly didn't lie." I say. "Hey, so you called me a junkie and said you thought I just smoked weed. Which implies you don't count weed as drugs, right?" I ask him.

"Uhm. Weed is a drug. What do you mean?" He asks.

"Do you smoke weed?" I ask him.

"Sometimes." He says. "Why?"

"Do you have some at home?" I ask him.

"Yeah." He says unsure.

"Do you wanna meet up?" I ask. I know, I'm stupid.

"You think I share my weed with you?" He asks me.

"Yeah. I hoped you would." I tell him. "I have four hours until my mom comes home and I know you got time."

"Ugh. Where do you wanna meet up?" He asks me.

"Wait, really?" I ask him. "Uhm. I don't know. Where can we smoke?"

"Let's meet in front of the pizzeria across from the school." He suggests. "Twenty minutes?"

"Uh. Sure." I tell him. "But I gotta leave my phone here."

"We got a time and place, I don't think you need it." He states.

"Right. See you in twenty minutes then." I say and hang up.

I connect my phone to the charger and then walk downstairs. "Hey, Caleb?" I ask and see his car gone from the street. That's better than I thought.

I quickly write a note saying I forgot my math book at school and then grab my headphones and walk outside.

On my walk to where we agreed to meet up I think about turning around three times. This is fucking weird. I'm secretly meeting up with Adam who almost gave me a head trauma yesterday.

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I stand in front of the pizzeria looking around.

"Are you gonna jump in or not?" Adam asks me. I look around, trying to find out where the voice came from. I find him in an expensive looking car, the window rolled down.

I hesitate and then walk over. "We're driving?" I ask him.

He shrugs. "I'm not gonna freeze my ass off. Hurry up before I change my mind. I don't want anyone to see you with me." He says.

So friendly.

I open the car door and sit down in the passenger seat. "Pleasure to meet you, too." I say.

My hands are so sweaty. I wipe my hands over my jeans. I'm in a car with Adam. What the hell am I doing?

He doesn't look over and starts driving. I don't know anything about cars. I just know it's a BMW and that it's probably fast.