The Summer Fling (Poofless AU)

9 - Numbing The Pain

"Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there."- Francis Thompson

Preston's POV

Rows upon rows filled with various happy go lucky Japanese snacks was the only thing I could see as I poked my head out. Rob will never find me here. I was in a circular white bin with Japanese marshmallows inside of them. The marshmallows we filled to the brim and the wrappers worked perfectly with my red Marvel pajama shirt.

My head popped up a bit and I scanned my surroundings. Jeez Rob sucks at hide and seek. Well this is kinda sort of a make shift game anyway because as soon as we finished getting our groceries I ran off.

"Clean up on section four."

Shit thats what section I'm in. Hopefully no one sees me because how would I explain this situation? Oh don't mind me, I'm just hilding from a dude that I may or may not what to snuggle cuddle with. Or maybe I would say. So um....marshmallows plus me times in a grocery store divided by the square root of adulthood equals.....getting kicked out of th grocery store.

Holy fuck I sound higher than a cloud right now but since Rob came along his releasing of my hyper energetic power. I heard foot steps scurry across the floor.

"This is total bullshit why should I have to organize this section, this is the section that all the crazy people come too."

I peeked my head out of the plastic cylinder and saw a curly haired brunette eatting strawberry gummy candy. How dare he, I'm not crazy. Well eh, that's debatable but only I can call me crazy!

Well, Rob can call me crazy too. Hell he can call me whatever he wants me too. Good Lord Preston stop you legitimately are going to make this hard on yourself. Remember the end goal here, you can not develop feelings for him.

But what if he develops feelings for me? Maybe....just maybe.

"I don't get paid enough for this job."

My eyes looked over at the brunette and saw him pull a cigarette out of his vest pocket.

"You shouldn't smoke ya know?"

"Yeah, yeah I know. Wait who said that?!"

Frick. I qucikly put my head back in the container, making all the individual marshmallow snacks wrappers make noise. Great going Preston, now his going to see you.

Soft footsteps walked towards my hiding spot and came to a sudden stop.

"You know I can see you right."

"No you can't."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes I can you have dark brown fucking hair."

"Shit. Fine you caught me."

I popped my head up and saw the guy in more detail. His hair was more curly than I originally thought. He had brown eyes like Rob, but at the same time they couldn't compare to Robs. Oh my God Preston stop. Just stop before you get in to deep. I looked down at the vest the guy wore and read the nametag he had. The nametag side Brandon in thick font.

"Geez dude, why are you hidding in a bin of sugary snacks? How old are you ten?"

"For your information I'm eighteen."

"Bullshit."

"Right back at ya. How old are you then?"

"I'm seventeen."

Brandon blew a cloud of deep grey smoke towards his right and looked back at me.

"Why are you smoking?"

"It numbs the pain."

"The pain?"

"The pain of living."

Brandon gave me a dry laugh as he flicked the ashes of his cigarette somewhere on the ground.

"So are you going to tell me why you're hiding in a bin?"

"No reason actually, well I'm kinda hiding from someone."

"Ex boyfriend?"

"How did you know I'm gay?"

"I didn't you just told me. Now get out of that bin because if my manager sees you in here she's going to kill me."

Brandon gave me a hand and helped me out of the overstocked snack bin. Snacks fell left and right as I pulled my legs out of the bin. Brandon laughed at my actions as I shook wrapped snacks out of my fuzzy pajamas pants.

"Finally I found you!"

A pair of strong arms wrapped aound my waist and swung me around a bit. Flowers bloomed in my stomach as I realized who the arms belonged to.

"About time, jeez I was here for centuries."

"Preston we've only been at the store for twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes, centuries what's the difference?"

"A huge one actually."

Laughter came out of our mouths, making the quiet grochery store now joyful.

"Are you two dating?"

I looked up at Brandon and say him pick up a singular marshmallow snack.

"No, why?"

Rob stopped swing me back and forth in his arms. A weight was put on my hearts because of Robs reply. What did you expect him to say Preston? Don't be stupid, he probably isn't even gay in the first place.

The tearing of a wrapper was heard as I heard footsteps move away from us.

"Hmm, what a shame. You guys would be cute together."

Rob gave Brandon a confused look and watched him back away slowly from us. Brandon turned around and started walking away from us a bit faster, thus ending the conversation.

"Come on Preston, the groceries are already in the car. You were right about the pajama thing, the bill only came to thirty bucks."

Oh yeah, I gave him the keys so that he could drive back. Rob started walked towards the exit with me following behind him like a sad puppy. Why do I feel so empty all of a sudden? Oh I know why, it's because I for a split second thought that Rob would say yes that we were dating.

Ugh. Rob and I reached the exit of the grocery store but I stopped when I heard my name being called.

"Hey Preston!"

I looked back and saw Brandon. He chuckled a Mario shaped marshmallow at me and I caught it at the split second and popped it in my mouth. Wait why am I eating things from strangers? Eh, I don't really care Brandon seems like a cool kid anyway.

I looked behind me and saw Rob getting in the car.

"Don't worry, he'll come around eventually!"

Brandon sent me a thumbs up and disappeared from my sights. But here's the thing Brandon. Even if Rob comes around, he'll hate me if he founds out about the deal.

A/N: Okay, so I don't know if you can tell or not but right before I wrote this chapter I drank a 24 oz coffee in under 15 minutes xD

#Summer