Catch Me If You Can | BoyxBoy Romance | Completed

Chapter Twenty-Two

🎶🎵Caleb

"I'm all of a sudden feeling sort of creepy for doing this." Nathan laughed through the doors of the bathroom.

We had popped over to a nearby men's clothing store which thankfully had what we needed to make shift a formal outfit for this wedding. Snagging our sizes in dress pants, white button up dress shirts and a couple ties, we were able to put together what we needed to look appropriate.

I wrapped my tie into its knot and pulled it up to my neck. "She's going to be flattered if anything. You know Sarah, she thrives off this type of attention." I smiled, walking over to the mirror hanging above the dresser.

"Very true." He agreed.

Slicking back my hair with my comb, I let my bangs fall carelessly over my forehead - just like I know she likes it. I keep my hair long for this very reason.

Even though, now I have a whole new reason why I love keeping my hair long. My heart dropped to my stomach when I realized that the reason was standing right behind that door into the washroom. How he pulls my hair when he laughs, moans, wants to feel close. Suddenly, I never want to cut my hair ever again.

Suddenly, knocking me out of my daydream - I felt my phone buzzing from my pocket.

Dad. Oh shit.

"Hey Dad." I said answering the phone.

"Son, how's it going? Is there a congratulations in order yet?"

I gulped and smoothed down my tie on my chest. "Uh, no. Not yet. Uh, dad-" I started. How was I going to say this?

Sorry Dad, I was being super impulsive with this whole decision and I think Sarah and I actually won't be getting engaged after all. Actually, I think I'm gay! Super super gay for Nathanial Brown, to be exact.

"Caleb, enough. You repeatedly say you're going to do something and don't follow through. It's time to smarten up, and do what you're supposed to do." He barked.

My heart stopped. I couldn't. I couldn't tell him.

"You better get to her now and get it done. You hear me, son? Get. It. Done." He stated.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I was speechless. How was I supposed to get out of this? I rushed into the lower part of our hotel room. I didn't want Nathanial to hear me fighting like this with my Dad.

Even though I hardly call this a fight. It's just my father telling me what to do, yet again.

"I've organized a flight for you back home. I want you to finish up and return home by tonight."

My eyes went wide. "What!? No, dad I still have one more night. I'm supposed to be leaving tomorrow morning." I felt my heart pound.

"You've had more than enough time, Caleb. We have a meeting tomorrow morning with the Jefferson account and I need you to be there. No excuses. Call Sarah, get it sorted and then get back home." He ordered.

My shoulder slumped. There was no getting out of this. "Yes, sir."

"See you soon, son." He said and then all that was left was a dial tone.

My heart dropped. I made this mess and now I was going to have to clean it up. I don't want to propose to Sarah. Truthfully, I don't think I ever truly did. I was just searching for yet again another high. Another fun memory to be made.

And I made one. I made such an incredible memory with the wrong person. No, scratch that. The right person.

"Everything okay?" Nathanial's sweet deep voice startled me out of my head. I jumped at the sound and turned swiftly.

The sight of him almost knocking me over.

"Woah." I breathed. He was...breathtaking. Standing there tall with his broad shoulders. His black dress shirt and black tie hung neatly over his chest. His sandy brown hair brushed neatly along the sides of his head, strands falling down in his eyes framing his face.

I gulped. I wanted to brush them back. My fingers tingled.

Is this how it was supposed to feel watching my prom date walk down the stairs?

He would've made an incredible date. I had to go and ruin that night but this...this will make up for the tainted memory in my mind.

"What?" He smirked, clearly seeing the lust that was probably spreading across my face.

"You look...really good." I laughed.

He stepped towards me and I could feel my dick twitch in my pants. I've got to settle down if we ever were going to make it out tonight.

"You look good too." He said poking me in the chest. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his arm shoving him into me. His legs entwining between mine as I grabbed his waist, pulling him into my own.

"Fuck- Caleb." He grunted, grabbing on to my shoulders. I wanted more. Right now. I could barely hold myself back.

"You look really really good." I moaned, nipping at his neck. He tilted his head to the side to allow me more space to lick and bite at his soft skin. He smelled so damn good too. This was going to be difficult.

"We better go." He gulped, peeling back.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed. He wanted to get back to Sarah that badly? I could stay here for the rest of the night, happily.

Instead, I stepped backwards, unwrapping myself from him. "No, you're right. We don't want to miss her again. This is it." I fixed myself back up, straightening my tie.

He stared down at my lips as he nodded his head. "This is it." He repeated quietly.

I didn't know what he meant by that but I decided to let it go. It's time to go and put an end to this once and for all.

However this was supposed to go, it was going to be interesting.

I looked down at the watch on my phone. 7pm. I only had a few hours left to figure it all out. It was all or nothing. Which one would it be? And with who?