I Hate You With All My Heart

11

*Monday morning*

Chase P.O.V

The party. It was today.

I checked the time, it was about 11:00 in the morning.
Today was a school day, but since it was almost the end of school no one really cared anymore.

Christian was still asleep so I decided to shower.
I walked into his bathroom and looked in the mirror.

Ugly.

Have I seriously looked like this all day?
Of course I did, all I am, all I was, and all I'll ever be is ugly.
I sighed and tried to start the shower.
I locked the door and got in.
My thoughts were flooding my head as I washed my hair.
After a good 10 minutes, I finally got out.

Shit.

I left my clothes in the living room.

Awkwardly, I wrapped my towel around my waist and quietly opened the door. I checked to see if Christian was still asleep.
Thank God he was.
I ran and grabbed my bag quickly.
I ran back into the bathroom and accidentally slammed the door shut.

"Chase...?"

Christian woke up.

"Y-yes?" I tried not to laugh.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing..."

I could hear Christian's cute laugh after I said that.
I chose my outfit and walked out.
"You like?" I said as I did a gay little twirl.
He laughed and nodded.
"What time is it now?" Christian asked.
"Umm..." I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked. "12:00."
"Oh...we better get ready."
I nodded and brushed my wet hair aside with my fingers.
"Do you wanna use my hair products or do you have your own?" Christian asked.
"I'll use my own." I went into the bathroom and grabbed my hair dryer and flat iron from my bag. I walked into Christian's room.

"Hey can I do my hair in here?" I asked.
"Umm..yeah sure." He replied.
I walked in and closed the door. I plugged up my hair dryer and started to dry my hair. After that, I plugged up my flat iron and waited for it to heat up. My flat iron takes a few minutes to actually heat up since a cheap one so I decided to look around his room.
Torn up band posters covered his wall along with a couple holes. His drawers looked beaten up and so did his bed.
I got really bored and decided to look through his drawers for something like a journal. My confident side thought there would be stuff about me in it.
I looked in each drawer till I came across something rubber looking.

It was a condom.

Of course, all the bad and jealous thoughts came to mind.

What if he's seeing another girl?

What is he is having sex with some other girl?

But it could be a guy, too.

What if he has another boyfriend?

I could feel my eyes getting blurry.

I can't cry right now, I'm in his room.
I close the drawer quietly and get back to doing my hair.

After about an hour, it was 1:00.
Christian was done with his shower and his hair.
We looked pretty cute if you ask me.
Well, at least he did.

We both sat on the couch and just cuddled each other for a while.
There'd be eight more hours till the party and we were bored. We also needed to save some money for the bus trip there so we couldn't go out.

Christian P.O.V

We were both cuddling on the couch while we waited for the party. It would be a long wait.
God, Chase was so cute. I don't think he realized how cute he was.
I started playing with his hair. It was so soft. I loved his hair.
Earlier he went into my room to do his hair. I trust him enough to not have gone through my drawers.
Suddenly, a bunch of adrenaline shot through my veins.
What if he did?
What if he went through my drawers?
What if...
What if he saw the condom?

Now I'm not one to get involved in what the kids call intercourse but I have lost my v-card or what not.
It was a few months ago.
January I believe.
Brandon came over and we were on my bed...bad idea.
Long story short, we got a little horny and stuff happened. He left his condom in my drawer apparently for a memory or something.
What a creep.

Hopefully, if Chase did find the condom, he won't think of me as something else.
But what if he does?