Goal ~ carlando

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" You know him?" Max ask shocked that I know his name.

" he's my roommate but ' know him' is going a little bit to far."

" Roomate?! Oh no, I feel bad for you. I would tell you that he's one of the better but that would be a lie." Max says giving me a pat on the shoulder. " if it makes you feel better he's probably going to be gone the whole weekend at some party getting drunk."

" Carlos is a second year. I heard that his last roommate left quickly because he kept coming home drunk and the roommate couldn't sleep properly." Oh god this is going to be hell. " but he has been better since the coach almost kicked him off the team because of it. But that just what I've heard" as I said max is really good at gossiping. I don't know how someone that has almost no friends can know so much.

" I won't give up that easy either way. He can't just go around acting like a dick and don't care about anyone else."

" I guess we'll see. He hasn't had a roommate since the last one. I bet you will give up before Christmas break." Max say smirking at me. Oh this is so on.

" That's easy. Christmas break is in only a month. Give me atleast a half year. " I say making it a little bit harder.

" Okay, I bet 100$ that you will change room in a half year." He brings out his hand for me to shake it.

" bet " I say and shake his hand. Now I better stay in that room cause i definitely don't have that much money to just throw out like that.

The rest of the day goes quickly. Me and max have some more lessons together but for most of them I'm alone. When I walk into my dorm I can see the bathroom door is locked and the shower is on.

I walk over to my desk and bring out all the papers. I have some homework to do to catch up. But most of the things I've already done in my last school.

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" Already doing homework? So the rumors about Verstappen getting a friend is true. I never thought I would see the day." Carlos say as he's walking out of the bathroom. I don't bother to look up keeping my eyes on my homework.

" What do you mean with that?" I say back, the words come out ruder than I mean to. " Sorry, I didn't mean it like that"

" No, no. Tell me is all the rumors about him true? Is my roommate also a freak like him. Should I ask to change roommate?" He say with an annoyed tone. God why is he so defensive, I didn't even say anything wrong.

I look up from my papers to where Carlos is standing, without an shirt, just an towel around his hips shoving of this v-line and yes, he's definitely a football player with those abs. His smirk when my eyes get up to his face definitely say that I looked to long for it to be normal. But who can blame me the abs looked at me first.

" Oh I see, your trying to keep low profile so no one will realize your gay." He says with a big grin on his face that I would so love to kiss- smack away. " Don't worry most people here sleep with both gender but we just keep quiet with it. I would know I've done it." He just outed himself like that and didn't even hesitate.

" No, I'm not gay." I say a little to quick for it to sound true. I try to correct myself and make up for my bad lying but my words get caught as Carlos slowly starts making his way over to me. Swaying his hips a little bit too much.

" I think you checked me out a little bit too long to count as straight." as Carlos come closer I quickly look down in my homework again. Trying to shut him out. But it's a little bit hard when I can feel the heat coming from him on my back.
" but who am I to go around and just assume
things" his hands touch my shoulder giving me a massage as his mouth come closer to my ear. I automatically move my head to give him more access to my neck. " but your body language tells me him right." He whispers into my ear. I can feel the goosbombs forming on my neck. And before I know it his hands are gone.

" Nah, I'm just playing with you Norris. But seriously why max? People are talking about this hot guy that's hanging out with the freak." Carlos say with a whole different tone. He's already looking through his wardrobe for some clothes while I sit in shock.

" I don't know. He's cool." I manage to get out, trying to not sound like I wasn't affected by what just happened. Not tricking anyone.

"If you say so. Just saying that maybe he's not the best guy. But if he's ever weird or does something you can always hang out with me." He say sounding genuine. But what does he know about a good guy, he's definitely not better himself.

" thanks" I say but he's already in the bathroom putting on clothes.

What just happened? I need to get it together.