Use Me All You Want

Chapter 1

Patch dashed towards me, his excitement palpable, I knew he had something thrilling to share. "Davian, guess what? Janrick's having a dance practice at the gym with his team!" Patch exclaimed, his eyes bright with anticipation. "Which means Pavee is in there too. We have to go check it out!"

Before I could even muster a response, Patch had already latched onto my arm and was tugging me along like a man possessed. Despite my initial confusion, I found myself swept up in his infectious energy, my curiosity piqued by the prospect of seeing Janrick in action.

As we reached the gym, the rhythmic thumping of music reverberated through the air, signalling the intensity of the practice within. Finding a spot on the bleachers, I settled in beside Patch, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves dancing in my stomach.

After we settle down, Patch wasted no time in making his presence known- especially towards his suitor named Pavee. With each graceful move Pavee made, Patch would shout out his name, waving enthusiastically in their direction. Despite my inward cringe, I bit my tongue and let Patch have his moment, knowing how much he admired Pavee.

As Patch continued his exuberant display, I couldn't help but feel a flush of embarrassment creeping over me. But despite my discomfort, I chose to focus on Janrick's mesmerizing performance, allowing myself to get lost in the beauty of his movements.

Suddenly, Patch's shouts and waves began to draw attention-not just from Pavee, but from the entire dance team, and to some people inside the gymnasium. I shot Patch a pleading look, silently begging him to tone it down, but he seemed oblivious to the stares and whispers directed our way.

Feeling the weight of everyone's eyes on us, I squirmed in my seat, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Patch, maybe we should... you know, tone down a bit," I suggested, my voice barely above a whisper.

But Patch just waved off my concerns with a dismissive laugh. "Come on, Davian, lighten up! We're just having some fun," he replied, his enthusiasm undiminished.

Reluctantly, I nodded, resigning myself to the fact that Patch was determined to make his presence known. Despite my embarrassment, I couldn't deny the twinge of amusement at Patch's antics, grateful for his unwavering spirit even in the most awkward of situations.

I should have gotten used to it already. Patch has always been like this, especially when it comes to Pavee. Before Pavee officially courted him, he is already a die-hard fan. Patch really likes Pavee even before the latter got to know him. And what he's doing right now shouldn't be shocking anymore.

Patch finally settled down beside me after a minute of being hyper, I breathed a silent sigh of relief, grateful for the reprieve from his hyperactive antics. We sat in companionable silence, watching the dance team practice their routines with a mixture of admiration and awe.

After a few minutes, Patch leaned towards me, his voice barely above a whisper. "Hey, Davian, I'm just gonna go grab some drinks. Be right back, okay?" he said, flashing me a quick grin before darting off towards the refreshment stand.

I nodded in response, my attention quickly returning to the object of my affection. As Janrick continued to dance, I felt myself falling deeper and deeper under his spell. Each swift movement seemed to ignite a fire within me, my heart pounding with an intensity that bordered on madness.

Despite my best efforts to maintain composure, I couldn't deny the overwhelming surge of emotion that pulsed through me. Janrick's every step was like a siren's call, drawing me in with a magnetic force that I couldn't resist.

Lost in the rhythm of the music, I found myself entranced by Janrick's graceful movements. His fluidity and precision were nothing short of captivating, leaving me spellbound with each effortless sway of his body.