Catch Me If You Can | BoyxBoy Romance | Completed

Chapter Twenty-Seven

✏️ Nathan

"It should be right up here. I hear music." I said, stepping up the staircase leading to the rooftop.

Marcus was in step right behind me.

"Dude, you look great. If Caleb was here, he's going to love what you're wearing." Marcus said.

"The more you talk, the more I question if you're really straight. Are you hitting on me?"

"Dude can't tell another dude he thinks he's looking real good? Grow up." Marcus laughed.

I laughed back with him. He was right though, I specifically picked out what I was wearing tonight in hopes of catching the attention of a particular person in the off chance he made it here tonight after all.

I was wearing a white t-shirt underneath a ribbed long-sleeve dark navy buttoned-up shirt - left unbuttoned, of course and some black khaki pants. I knew Caleb would like something like this.

I'm happy Marcus was here with me to ward off some of my unwanted thoughts. I had to shake him out of my head so having company could keep me distracted.

That's when I heard it. Walking through the door that led to the rooftop patio, we stepped into the crowd. It was a huge turnout.

But I was more focused on the lyrics of the song was ringing through the air. And more importantly, the voice of the one singing them.

"Holy shit. They're good." Marcus shouted beside me over the music.

🎵 I've never been a fan of chance,

But I'd follow you to any place

If it's Hollywood or Bishopsgate, I'm coming too

If you're feelin' down, I just wanna make you happier, baby

Wish I was around, I just wanna make you happier, baby

"That's him. Caleb is here." I said. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He looked incredible. His long black hair dropping in his face, his bare chest glistening with sweat as his open black shirt sways in the wind. He pushes his hair off of his face and I want to crumble right there.

I step over to the side for a better view and Marcus follows me.

"Holy shit. You didn't tell me he looked like a Jake Gyllenhaal and Aaron Taylor Johnson love child."

"I guess I left that part out." I sniffed, stuffing my hands in my pants. Suddenly I felt wildly nervous. There Caleb is looking like the magnetic, gorgeous man he always was and here I am. Plain Bob. Why did he ever even like me? He could get any guy or girl, looking like that. No wonder he hasn't called me back.

"Hey. Get out of your head." Marcus gripped my shoulder. I looked at him, trying to focus back into the present moment.

"Sorry." I grimaced.

"He's lucky to have gotten a chance with you. You give off a whole young Matt Damon vibe. It's pretty striking." Marcus pointed at my face. He was standing super close to me and I couldn't help but laugh and grabbed a hold of his arm. After realizing I was gay, I've also realized 'straight' Marcus is super touchy. He looked back at me

I averted my eyes back to the stage and breathed in. Calebs gaze was focused right on Marcus and I. He gripped the microphone and I instinctively moved away from Marcus, sliding his hand away from my shoulder.

"What?" He asked, following my stare. "Oh." He smiled, standing up straight. "I think I'm making your boyfriend a little jealous." He whispered in my ear.