Love to Hate You

Chapter 15

EZRA'S POV
*Six weeks later*
"Come on, Jas!! We're going to be late for your doctors appointment and if you miss this one, who knows how much longer you'll be stuck in that cast!!" I said, putting my dirty plate and mug in the kitchen sink. Jasper was running back and forth, trying to get dressed in a timely manner but he always takes too long for some reason. How hard is it to put on some clothes?? Honestly. He's been staying with me most days the past month and two weeks. The other days, I'd stay with him at his apartment. Things have been pretty good since that day he got drunk at a pool party. He still parties and drinks. I'm still getting drunk phone calls. The only difference is he isn't all that shy to flirt or cuddle with me anymore. He's really handsy but I don't mind. I like to be touched.
"Alright! I'm finally ready to go. I can't live with this thing on my arm any longer! Let's go!" He said, jogging to the door.
"Finally!! I was ready half an hour ago!!"
I followed close behind.

Sitting in the waiting room of the clinic, I realize that I don't go to the doctors, like at all and I'm here with Jasper. It's not like going to the supermarket together. This is way more personal and he's sharing it with me. I mean it's just to remove his cast, no big deal but I'm absolutely making a big deal about it internally. I'm crazy about Jasper. Anything that he wants to share with me is a big deal.
"I'm really fucking bored." He whined.
"You thought a trip to the clinic was going to be fun??" I teased.
"Ha, Ha, very funny." He glares at me. Just then a nurse came out and called out his name. We followed her to a room and she pulled out a cast saw. Jasper sat down, anxiously anticipating the freedom of his arm.
He was instructed to stay very still as the lady powered on the saw. I watched intrigued by the whole thing. After a few minutes, the cast was off. The smile on Jasper's face was priceless. He examined his arm and flexed his biceps.
"Wow. Do you work out??" The nurse said.
"Yes, I do. Hard work pays off." Jasper replied.
"Bet your girlfriend enjoys your hard work." She said. Suddenly, I feel really annoyed by her flirting with my man. Jasper makes eye contact with me and then looks down at the floor.
"No, I actually don't have a girlfriend." 
"Are we done here?? I'd like to go home." I said, my irritability obvious. She wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to Jasper.
"You are free to go. Have a great day." She said. Jasper nodded politely and stood up to leave. I walk out the room and make my way out of the building towards the parking lot.
I can hear Jasper's footsteps close behind.
I get into the passenger seat and put my seatbelt on. He sits in the driver seat but doesn't turn on the car.
"Are you seriously jealous of the nurse??" He said.
"You told her you didn't have a girlfriend. When you could have simply said you were with someone and then you took her phone number. That's not nothing." I said.
"It's not like I was interested. I was being polite."
"And you could have politely told her to fuck off. I can't even be mad at her. She thinks you're straight." I said.
"Low blow, Ezra." He said while starting up the car and driving out the parking lot.
I felt like an asshole. I definitely didn't want to upset him but I'd be lying if I said that being back in the closet, for the sake of my relationship, didn't bother me. Funny enough,
I know for damn sure that females are going to flirt and throw themselves at him all the time. That wouldn't really matter to me normally. I mean we work at a strip club. What bothers me is not being able to say he's mine or that I'm his.
"I'm sorry. I was just being stupid." I said.
He glances at me before parking the car in front of my place. I wait for him to say something.
"What you said wasn't fair. It's my secret to tell. It took me forever just to admit it to you and you already knew."
"I know. I said I was sorry." I said. "Anyway, I'll see you at work tonight."
I kissed his lips then got out of the car and walked up to my apartment. I unlock the door, dreading that I had to go to work at all. I'm not really in the mood to make drinks for party people.

                          JASPER'S POV
I'm stoked to be back at work, doing what I do best. Now that my arm is cast free, I can finally get back to a normal routine and do things for myself without struggling and without Ezra freaking the fuck out. I love how caring he is but fuck, I'm excited to care for myself.
"Hey!! Welcome back to work!! We missed you around here!!" Marcus said, as I stepped in through the club's doors.
"It's good to be back, Marcus." I shouted over the music. The bar was full of people ready to purchase alcoholic drinks. Behind the counter was my favorite person. He smiled at me when his eyes landed on mine but it was short lived as he attended to some people.
"Two malibu strawberry cocktails, please." A pretty brunette orders.
"No problem. Coming right up." I flashed her a toothy smile and winked. Showed off a bit as I made her the drink. Then moved on to the next customer. Lots of harmless flirting and I raked in all the tips. One female in particular kept coming back for more drinks from me. She was a redhead with the bluest eyes.
"Aren't you drunk by now, miss??" I joked with her.
"No way. I'm having a damn good time. I'll have some more beers." She giggled.
"Alright but after this I'm cutting you off. You've definitely had too much to drink." I grabbed her two beers and handed them to her.
"Aw, you're no fun. I kinda thought you'd be the kind of sexy guy into a good time." She flirted.
"Me?? Sexy??" I flexed my biceps and winked.
"Woo!! Why aren't you up on that stage stripping?!"
"I don't have a stripper name." I said as I leaned over the counter.
"Jasper, get back to work." Ezra demanded.
His face was dead serious.
"Sorry, I have to attend to some other customers now." I smiled at her.
She pulled out a napkin and a pen. Started writing something. When she was done, she handed it to me with a wink then walked away. I looked down at the napkin.
Call me ;)
Kiley 543-2613
I stuffed the napkin into my pocket and continued to work.
"I'm taking a smoke break." Ezra announced.
I frowned. He hasn't smoked for weeks. He promised me no more smoking. I quickly follow him to the back of the club.
"What the fuck are you doing?! Did you forget your promise to me??" I yelled. He was not amused with my outburst. He turned to face me.
"Do you see a cigarette in my hands??" He said calmly. A little too calmly. I quickly look at his hands. They were empty.
"Um, no."
"Then obviously I'm not smoking and I haven't broken any promises." He said.
"You..did I hear you wrong?? I thought you said you were taking a smoke break??" I tried to reach for his hand but he took a step away from me.
"I knew you'd follow me back here if I said I was smoking. I wanted to get your attention because we need to talk about your nonstop flirting with every damn girl that comes your way." I couldn't help the smile that spread on my face. He was jealous and it was too damn cute.
"They don't mean anything to me, E. You're being silly." I smirked.
"Yeah, what about that redhead?? You interested in her??"
I stepped forward to close the distance between us. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed his sweet lips.
"No. I'm interested in you."
Ezra smiled at the sound of those words. I drop my hands from his face, feeling relieved that he's not upset with me anymore. I take a step back and wink at him.
"You're such a fuckboy, Jasper. Stop winking and flexing your damn muscles."
"What?? I'm not a fuckboy. I mean I was but not anymore and you like these muscles. You're just mad because I'm sexier than you." I joked. He laughed but not because I was funny.
"Ok, Baby. Let's see how you like a dose of your own medicine." By the sound of those words, I knew I wouldn't like what happened next. He walked back into the club and I followed close behind. A really gorgeous blonde came up to the bar and ordered some whiskey. I watched Ezra as he flirted with her and made her the drink. She handed him her number. Needless to say, I was not happy about that. Even though I knew he was gay. I got the point quickly but he didn't stop there. No, he flirted and winked at all the people that ordered drinks from him. I had enough when some guys came up ordering beers and openly asked him to fuck. Ezra laughed at the offer.
"Sorry, boys. I have a boyfriend." He said, as he snuck a glance at me. They left him alone after that. The work day was finished and we both walked out to the parking lot.
I was pissed off. I couldn't even think straight from how angry I was.
"Jasper." He called out to me. I didn't stop walking to my car. So, of course, he followed me. "I get it, Ezra. You're sexy. Everyone thinks you're the finest piece of ass."
"You sound jealous, baby." He chuckled.
"Not funny, E."
"Aw, come on. I didn't do anything that you didn't do." He was right and it only pissed me off more but I stopped in my tracks.
"I won't flirt with the customers anymore. Just never put me through that torturous crap again, E. Meet up at my place."
I got in my car and watched him take off on his motorcycle. Before I could take off, the redhead tapped on my window. I roll it all the way down.
"Hey, you mind giving me a ride home. I'm totally drunk. You were right." She giggled.  I couldn't just leave her there drunk. So, I did the gentlemanly thing. She stumbled her way into my car. I helped her put her seatbelt on.
"What's your address??"
"Oh, I live at 72 summer rd." She giggled again. I quickly drive to the address she gave me and parked the car so she could get out.
"Alright. Take care." I said, hoping she got the hint to leave.
"Can you help me to the door??" I sighed but I took the keys out of the ignition and walked over to her side of the car, to help her inside.
I open the door to her house and help her stumble inside but before I knew it, she threw herself at me. Kissing me and reaching for the button on my pants. Caught by surprise, I fell backwards with her body weight.
"Whoa.. I...can't!!" I tried to speak in between kisses. Forced to push her off of me. She landed with a thud on the side of me.
"I can't!! I can't!! I'm with someone!! And they're actually really fucking important to me!!" I blurted it all out in a panic. I frantically got up on my feet and ran out of her house. My phone began to vibrate as I sat in my car. It's Ezra. Fuck.
"Hello??" I answered trying to keep my voice calm.
"I've been at your place for awhile now. Where are you??"
"E, the craziest thing just happened. Please, don't be mad." I held my breath, trying to find the courage to explain the shit show that just happened.
"What happened?? Are you ok??"
"The redhead from the club needed a ride. So, I thought I'd be nice and give her a lift home but once I got here, she threw herself at me."
It was dead silent on his end. So quiet that I had to check if he hung up.
"Ezra??"
"I'm still listening." He said in a disappointed tone.
"Nothing happened, E. I threw the bitch off of me and stormed out of there. I swear it. I'm on my way home. Please, don't leave." I begged.
"I won't leave." He assured me. I could hear the sadness in his voice though. The disappointment was evident. This will surely be the end of me. I fucked up. I really fucked up.