Catch Me If You Can | BoyxBoy Romance | Completed

Chapter Seven

♫♬Caleb

"I'm proud of you, son. Going after what you want. Finally stepping up and being a man. That's what I taught you." My Dads voice echoes through the phone in my ear. I walked my way through the airport, shuffling through the busy humans passing me by. I only had my duffle bag slung around my back so managing through the crowd wasn't so bad. 

"Yeah, Dad. You know how I am - you're little go getter." I muttered. Making him happy almost made my stomach feel sick but for some reason, his praise was something I needed. As my only living parent, It sort of felt like he was all I had. Without Sarah, he is all I have. And I guess, Tony but who the hell counts Tony? 

"You've got the ring, correct?" He asked. 

"Yeah." 

"Okay good. I inserted more than enough money for you in your bank account. Susan set up a room for you at The St. Regis and a driver should be outside the airport right now."

"Jeez, Dad. You didn't have to do all of that."

"Please, son. If it wasn't for me, you would be walking around with your head cut off. Don't be stupid." He huffed. 

My blood was starting to boil now. This was supposed to be my trip. What's so last minute and spontaneous about my Daddy buying me the whole way there? Doesn't even feel like my proposal at this point.

"Okay, Dad. Thanks." I muttered. 

Finally stepping outside onto the sidewalk, I looked around for the driver my dad has sent for me. 

That's when I stopped in my tracks. My blood running cold. I can't believe what I'm seeing. What? What is he doing here?

"Uh, Dad? I got to go." I said into the phone before disconnecting. 

Nathanial Philips was standing not far away from me doing the sidewalk. Cars whizzed by as I took him in. 

It's been four years since I saw him last. After he caught me and Sarah on prom night, he very and quickly dropped off the face of the earth. Completely cut me out. Truthfully, I was a little hurt even though I knew it was well deserved. I completely stole his girl and look at me now - back to do it again. 

He was taller than I remembered him to be. His hair has gotten longer from what I can see peeking out of his dark navy baseball cap. He always had nice hair. Wore it a lot like my own haircut only his strands are a honey brown while mine are almost black in contrast. He was wearing a oversized white t-shirt that hung off his body perfectly and black shorts. He clearly also has filled out a bit since his skinnier teenage body days. He looks...good. Healthy! Healthy.

He was clearly looking around too but he looked a little more lost than I was. It wasn't before long that his scattered eyes drifted and locked on mine. 

I couldn't help but smirk at the way his eyes widened and his body slumped. His eyes scanned my whole body. He clearly wasn't happy to see me and this made me happy to know I still has some affect on him. 

I took this as a perfect opportunity to stride over to him. 

"Oh no, no, no." He said instantly. I recognized how much his voice has deepened too. Weirdly, sending chills down my spine. He was so interesting - he always had been to me. 

"What in the hell are you doing here?" 

His mouth fell open, surprised. "Me!?  Out of all places on this earth, you chose to be here in Toronto in this exact date. I'm the one supposed to be pissed here."

"Listen, it's a big city. I'm sure we both will live." I rolled my eyes resuming my search for my driver. "What are you here for anyways?"

"Wouldn't you like to know? Why, so you can just beat me there before I get there?" He huffed. 

My mouth quirked up at the sound of his venomous words. Glad to know I wasn't the only one still thinking about that night. When everything went to shit. Would I have taken it back? Now knowing I lost his friendship in the process - yeah, maybe I would've done things differently. Would I ever tell him that? Yeah, NO. I don't say sorry. 

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and started walking away from where I came from. He can stay where he is and I'll stay over here. No problem. 

Except there was a problem. This nagging feeling that I should check-in on him and find out if he was okay. It was always like that with us. I always needed to know if he was doing well. I don't know how to explain it but knowing he was lost was bothering me. Especially when I had a perfectly fit driver waiting for me.

I stopped abruptly and turned around. He had a face of utter confusion as he stared at his phone, biting his lower lip. I tried to ignore how seeing him doing that made me feel in my stomach. 

"Dude, where are you headed. I can drive you." I called out. 

He looked back up at me, shocked. "What? No. I can figure this out myself." 

"Are you waiting for a taxi? An uber driver? Where are you staying?" I couldn't help firing off questions as I stepped closer. Each question was prompting a more confused look spreading across his face. "Do you have any plan? At all?" 

His eyes connected with mine. Fuck. 

"You don't have anything planned, do you?"

"I'll. Figure. It. Out." He bit. 

I rolled my eyes and quickly snagged his mini suitcase that was leaning on his leg. I turned around and started wheeling it behind me. 

"Hey! Give that back!" He called out after me. "You can't just take peoples things."

"Listen, you don't have to do whatever I say but it's clear that you're in need of help and I have a solution. Stop being such a baby." I scanned the lot finally spotting a shiny Chevy parked idly at the side of the drop-off/pick-up lane. The driver rolled down his winder. 

"Mr. Brown?" A bald man called out. 

"This is us." I said swinging open the back door and plopping his suitcase in the backseat. 

"You're insufferable." He spat at me as I crawled into the backseat. 

"Yeah, you can thank me later." I smiled looking at how he crept in the backseat anyways. He was so easy. 

Nathanial sighed and dropped his head to the back of the seat. 

"What are the damn chances of this? You are by far the last person I wanted to see here." He groaned running his hand down his face. It was only then that I realized he wasn't wearing his Clark Kent glasses anymore. 

Aw, I loved those.

"I don't know, man. I just really hope it's not for the same reason I'm here." I laughed shaking my head. But, wait. What if-

He clearly was thinking the same thing I was since I looked back to him with his eyes looking right back at mine. 

No. 

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Authors Note: 

Hi everyone! It's so nice to chat with you all, I hope you're enjoying the story so far. I really would love to hear your feedback! I absolutely LOVE Caleb and Nathan and how Caleb likes to pick at Nathan but how Nathan clearly secretly can't stay away. 

What do you think? It's going to only get more intense from here and you'll see way more of their personalities come out! 

Any guesses what's going to go down? Are we hoping they meet up with Sarah soon? What are your thoughts! Tell me, tell me, tell meeee! 

Okay, love you, bye!