jian //drunken mistake

Chapter 23

[recap: kian left jc, after being persuaded that he's straight by cameron dallas. Jc is left heartbroken and starts talking to lia again. Meanwhile, kian is off somewhere having the time of his life; partying, sleeping around, etc. jc finds out that kian has been in contact with the other guys, and goes to cameron for help. Cameron then shows jc a picture of kian kissing a girl.]

//jc pov//

"Jc get up your drooling on my sheets!!!"

I turned my head to the side, squinting up at the female looming over me. I sighed and rolled over til I was back on to her and wiped the drool from my mouth. Ew...

"Lia! You never let me sleeeeepp!!" I whine, stuffing my face in between the pink pillows on her bed. She huffed and poked me.

"I don't invite you here to sleep, dumbass. Get up and talk to me!" She cried out playfully.

"About what, exactly? Sleep sounds better already.."

"Shut it, caylen." She giggled. I sat up, fixing the hood of my grey sweater, releasing my unruly curls.

"Anyway... I know how hard it was to see that picture of kian that Cameron showed you last week, but I think it will help you get over him." She spoke sweetly. This is the calmest she's been since the day I first met her. Our whole relationship was just about as calm as a cat in a thunderstorm.

" I think you should start seeing other people. You haven't even LOOKED at anyone else since he ditched you-"

"Don't talk about him like that!" I barked. She bit her lip and looked down. I instantly felt bad.

"Sorry lia. I know you're just trying to help me out, but I still have a soft spot for him. Even after all the bullshit I've gone through." I sighed.

I still don't know how Cameron got those pictures of Kian, but I don't really care. They can't be fake.

I'm glad Cameron told me what he did, if not I'd be running on false hope. Like I didn't have enough of that in mine and kians relationship...

Lia then grabbed my arm pulling me out the front door, snapping me out of my bitter thoughts.

"Where we goin?"

She flicked her blonde hair over her bare shoulder, smiling as she started the car.

"Getting food, obviously! Food fixes everything"

"No it doesn't."

"SH. Yes. It does."

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I looked put the window, trying to count cars to keep myself from thinking about him again. It's been rough, but I'm getting a little better. Lia is a huge help, I don't know where I would be right now without her.

I do notice when she flirts with me every now and then, but is nothing. She knows I'm gay so it shouldn't be a problem. She'd never make a move on me while I'm in this state anyway.

My attention was drawn to the screen of my phone when I received s new text from Cameron.

Camm: hey bro! How you holding up? Kian texted me earlier... I think he was drunk. He said something about you being a stupid fag? Don't listen to it though. I'm on your side bro.

I locked my phone. For some reason reading the words kian said about me didn't hurt as much. I closed my eyes.

~Flashback~

I reached my hand into the huge bag of Doritos lia was holding.

"Hey get your own!!" She laughed. Cameron ripped the bag from her hands and jogged back over to me. Laughing, we flopped onto the couch, munching on the stolen chips.

We had just settled down to watch the movie I picked earlier when Cameron picked up his phone, looking at it strangely, then placing it back down.

"What's up cam?" I asked him, muting the surround sound In the dark living room.

"Uuhh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it." He nervously fiddled with his hair and crossed his legs.

"Nahh tell me, it's okay!" I assured him. Lia scooted closer to us, sipping her coke.

"I didn't tell you everything that night... When you came to me. I didn't want to hurt you anymore then you were already hurt..."

"Spit it out Cameron!" Lia half yelled and I flinched at her loudness.

"Kian.. He... I was talking to him a lot before he left. He was really conflicted... Cause he was starting to have second thoughts about you guys. I tried to talk things through with him.. But he-" Cameron paused, rubbing his forehead. I squeezed his shoulder, telling him to keep going.

"He just wouldn't listen. I didn't completely understand it, hell I still don't! But he needed time to think things through. He still cares about you as a friend, I assume, but he really thought that him liking guys in general was only temporary. I tried to tell him otherwise. I swore he was so in love with you, jc. I don't know what happened... Something must've happened.."

I felt like I was going to throw up.

So many thoughts racing in my mind. That's why they kept hanging out.., why didn't I see the signs? Maybe I could've prevented it? Given him more love??

"No jc, it's not your fault. I don't think you could've done anything to help this." Lia said soothingly, rubbing my arm. I guess I thought out loud for a moment there.

Cameron hugged me tightly.

"I'm so sorry. I'll always be here for you."

~flashback over~

If he ever comes home, we wouldn't have another chance. I wouldn't even try. He just wasn't with it I guess. Maybe at one point he did love me, but I'll never know. Maybe it was all a lie. Either way, what's done is done. I wish I could've changed his mind somehow..

But lia was right. I couldn't of stopped him. He had to listen to his heart, and I understand that now. I was too busy listening to mine. All it ever said was his name.

But I have to let him go.

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"So do you want the 10 chicken nugget meal or the 25 chicken nugget meal?" Lia asked, closing the door of her car. I laughed as she chucked all the grub onto my lap, as she drove around looking for a nice place to park.

We finally found the perfect spot. It was a grassy hill, over looking the city. It was just starting to get dark out and the lights were beautiful. Yeah sorry I'm a sap for scenery. Even if it was just for eating mcdonalds.

We started to eat our take out, and chatting about random things. The radio was playing quietly in the background, but it was slightly fuzzy due to the crap service up here.

It was pushing 10 now, as i crumpled up our garbage and threw it in the backseat of her car. No matter how many times she's told me not to do it. It's become a habit. Lia shifted in her seat, and looked over at me.

"What?" I asked her, cocking an eyebrow.

"How are you, jc? Like, are you over kian?"

I huffed. I knew this question was coming. She cares too much sometimes.

"Well... I'm not sure. I want to be. But it's hard."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" She asked. She sounded sincere, but there was a hint of something that I can't quite catch.. I shrugged.

"I honestly wouldn't know, lia."

She blinked a few times, batting her eyelashes slowly. I smoothed my palms down on my jeans. She bit her lip and gazed into my eyes.

"What about this..?" She whispered and crawled over the seat. Before I could say anything else, her lips were pressed to mine, moving slowly.

Forgetting kian just got easier.

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It's been like 900million years.
Not really
But still.
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