My Lion. || BXB

chapter twenty-six.

i didn't really do anything that weekend. i slept, texting my friends a bit, slept some more and ignored my dad. ever since my abrupt coming-out on saturday morning i hadn't spoken to him since.

it was now sunday afternoon. i was lying in bed staring up at the ceiling, thinking about lionel once again. i hadn't seen or spoken to him for nearly two days. i hadn't kissed him since friday. that must be a new record, surely. sure, i've thought about it atleast once every ten minutes, but i haven't done anything about it at least. i had a feeling that when i would see him in school, it might be a bit difficult to not act on my emotions but i knew this was for the best.

i loved my friends, i love every single one of them. and i knew that what i did was selfish, it would've hurt them if they ever caught me and him together. now, there's no possibility of that happening so everyones happy! well, not everyone. but all the important people are happy!

i wonder what lionel's doing right now. i wonder if i'm still the last person he has kissed or if he did actually go snog that blonde girl like i suggested. he seemed adamant on waiting for me, but who knows if that was all just a facade? i'm sure he isn't that bothered, he's probably fucking a nice petit girl right now. maybe i was just a phase for him. maybe he's already forgotten. maybe i should text him.

wait what? no. no i shouldn't. i definitely should not do that.

so why am i reaching for my phone right now? why am i searching desperately for his contact name? why am i pressing the call button?

one ring... two rings... thr—

"huntley?"

"hello? huntley?" he repeated, but i didn't respond. i was frozen, listening to that voice i had missed so dearly this weekend. "i knew you'd come back. it hasn't even been a week, love."

i squinted my eyes in frustration at his cocky voice, pulling the phone from my ear and hanging up the call. that was a mistake. that was a big fat mistake. why am i such an idiot? now he's going to know i was thinking about him. shit.

i rolled over, slapping my phone onto my pillow and resting my head besides it. i waited for a text, a call, or anything from him but it never came. eventually, after waiting for so long in such a comfy place, i fell asleep.

monday morning came around quicker than i had wanted, but nevertheless i started brushing my hair and teeth since i didn't want to be late. i also didn't want to go downstairs since i knew my dad was going to be there waiting for some sort of explanation, but i simply didn't have one.

i slowly edged down the staircase, trying to make as minimal sound as possible so i could slip out the door without my dads attention. i really wasn't looking for an interrogation right now.

"you're not gay." his irritable voice sounded from the hallway besides me. i sighed knowing i had been caught. after reaching the landing, i turned to face him, "excuse me?" i asked.
"you've never been day. you don't like pink, or skirts. and definitely not boys."
"not all gays like pink skirts dad, don't be so close minded." i was fully aware that i was being rude, but i was so tired from yesterday i didn't want to deal with this right now. so i turned on my heel and stalked out the door.

on my way to school, i put my airpods in and started listening to golden hour by jvke and hummed along to the sweet song soundlessly. i glanced around to the sun, it was only just rising and i got a perfect view of it. i pulled out my phone, snapped a picture and then went on the boys groupchat since i noticed it was blowing up.

THE BOYZ

nick
someone get to the gate rn
im standing alone
WHERE R U

freds
im gonna b late bro sorry
fuck im gonna get detention
UGH

hunter
im on my way i'll be 5 mins
hang in there

nick
I CANT
LIONEL IS HERE WITH HIS FREAKY GROUP AND I FEEL LIKE THEYRE PLOTTING MY MURDER
MICKEY COME HELP

mick
im on my way
they dont wont do anything

nick
HOW DO U KNOW
IM NOT AS INTIMIDATING AS U

mick
trust me
they wont
or ill beat them all

i stayed silent, not wanting to say the wrong thing so instead i sped up my pace and quickly made it to school.

sure enough, nick was indeed standing alone. i glanced around for lionel and his friends but couldn't see them, so i trotted over to nick quite calmly.
"hey, you alright?" i said after approaching him.
"no. look who's coming." he said with a growl, and i following his eyes to our side, and there was lionel and alex walking up to us. my eyes widened at him coming towards me, what on earth was he thinking? how dare he—

"where's your buddy mick?" alex said after claiming a stancing right infront of nick and i. my eyes stayed glued on lionel, but he didn't seem bothered in the slighest. he kept looking at nick shiver at the sight of the two and i hated it. why wasn't he looking at me? did he want me to fucking beg? because i won't be doing that...

i turned to alex, knowing nick clearly wasn't going to respond, "he ain't here yet, clearly."
"don't get smart with me." the taller boy scoffed at me, and i glanced down at my shoes voluntarily before looking back up at the boy before me. "when will he be here?"
"i don't—"

"ladies, what's going on here?" speak of the devil. mick's eyes adventured across the situation, and i could tell he was quite anxious by his clenched fist.
"we were looking for you." lionel said simply, and when i turned to look at him subtly he till wouldn't return my gaze. what the fuck?
"and to what do i owe the pleasure?" mickey faked a bow with a cocky grin lingering on his face.

"no fight this week." lionel stated simply, and all of our eyes widened in shock.
"what?" i said while fixating my eye's on lionel's.
"what?" mick repeated.
"yeah, i won't be here on wednesday so we can't have our little duel. save it till next week, i'm sure you won't mind as you clearly need the practice after your last performance." i stifled at laugh at lionel's sassiness, but kept a stone gaze. still, as my eyes lingered on his and he wouldn't look back at me. why wouldn't he look back at me? did he know he was driving me crazy?

mickey rolled his eyes, "whatever you say, man." and then the two uninvited guests turned around in unison and strolled off. lionel was still to return my gaze.