Catch Me If You Can | BoyxBoy Romance | Completed

Chapter Two

♫♬Caleb

5 months later

I strum my hands along my thigh as I'm waiting for Taylor to walk down the staircase. I know this is a big moment for girls. 

Slow-mo walking down the staircase and all in their prom dresses - yada yada yada. I'm not in the mood. 

Tonight, my band - The Airheads- is playing at our senior prom and as the lead singer and guitarist, I cannot be late. So, if she could get her pretty little behind down these steps that would be great. 

I stand at the bottom of the staircase beside Taylors dad and mom as they "ooo" and "aaah" as she walks down the stairs at a snail's pace. 

If it was up to me, I wouldn't have even asked her to be my date. But, my dad insisted that he wasn't going to have "no son of his show up to prom with no date". I don't like labels and a "prom date" has way too much commitment around it. But, like many things in my life - my dad insisted which meant I had to. 

I swear, if I didn't conform to every single one of his heteronormative roles, he'd have me cast out of the house so fast. Next up after graduation, then college, then married with kids. Can't wait...

"Taylor, you look so beautiful." I tried to hold back my sigh. Giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, I ushered her and me out of the house and into my black Corvette. It was a gift from my dad - that ol' gem. I think it was gifted to me for the one time he caught me fucking Jessica Rodman in our heated jacuzzi in the backyard.

It's a weird mixture of pride and hush money he likes to throw at me. 

Whatever the reason is, I'll take it. I like sleeping with girls and I like presents from my dad. It's a win-win. I think he's just happy that for every girl I'm sleeping with, it's another reassurance to him that I'm not totally and completely off that chosen path of his. 

As long as I keep my head down, finish school and marry a girl, I'll be able to take over his company one day. Joy. 

Taylor is one of my good friends so the ride over is actually fun as we talk about the setlist for the night. 

If I'm being honest, there's something else creeping in on my mind tonight and it has nothing to do with the band. 

It's my best friend. Or was. Nathan Philips. 

Five months ago, we were attached at the hip. I couldn't get enough of his dorky Clark Kent glasses or the way his brown hair sat messily on the top of his head. I enjoyed pulling him out of his head and loosening his ties that he had on himself. 

It was fun hanging out with him. That was until damn, Sarah Lockwood entered the picture. 

I tried to warn him. She wasn't out for his best interest. I knew girls like her and what made her so different? 

I just can't believe they actually started dating and they're actually here - tonight - together. 

Nathanial and I haven't talked much since. He's been spending all of his time with her and frankly, I'm sick of it. 

I want him to see that she's not so special. He deserves better than her. He's way too good for a girl like her. He's way too good for any girl at our stupid school.

We arrive at our gymnasium which has been decked out to the nines. With the theme Midnight Dreams it looks like it'll be a perfect night to remember. If I cared. 

I spot my band on the stage setting up their instruments on the stage and I decide to go and join them. Taylor knew I wasn't going to stick around for long so she was okay when I had to part ways. She's a cool girl. Just not my girl.