The Boy Between Dreams

The Eight Chapter: Your gayness is REALLY showing

*Milo POV

In the span of about one day, all my roommates are gone.

Listen, Alexis went to San Diego with Bailey. That's nice, good for them. Then, Jason, Kiro, and Andre to go do something for there band of theirs. The fuck? My roommates are gone. Abracadabra bitch. So now, I'm home alone for the next day, or more, depending if the band decides to hook up with someone or get really drunk. Then it'll be 2 days.

I leave my room, the silence a bit too much for my noggin to handle, be it that it was 8 A.M on a Saturday, usually a peak time for mayhem. Josie's with her girlfriend, Bailey and Alexis left for San Diego at like 4 A.M, and the band went to go play at some fair, event, I don't know.

Now that I think about it, Jacob's home alone, too.

I get out of the apartment and use the spare key to open the door to apartment 216. Since we all kinda just live together, we have keys for each other's apartment.

Jacob's laying on the couch, he sits bolt upright, and then sighs.

"You scared me." He says.

"Oh yay." I say, a smile tugging at my lips.

Me and Jacob haven't hung out alone since the coffee night. But we've talked within the group and hung out in the group, so no tension there.

"Home alone?" He asks, standing up and walking to the kitchen.

I lay on the couch, "Yeah, I'm fucking bored."

Jacob comes out of the kitchen with two cans of beer in hand.

"Isn't it a bit early to get wasted?" I ask, and despite my words I gladly take the beer.

"In words of wisdom, 'When one is bored, drink bitch'." He says, sitting next to me.

I laugh, "Did you make that up?"

"Yup, I make up stupid shit all the time so I'm good at it." Jacob smirks.

"That's not surprising at all." I murmur.

"What was that?" Jacob asks.

"Oh nothing." I say sarcastically.

Jacob sets his beer down on the coffee table and inches closer to me. Fuck, it's like he wants to seduce me. Shit, that's the beer talking again, my bad. Stupid beer.

"Come on, say it again." He whispers, still inching closer to me.

I swallow hard, "You wish."

He stops moving until he puts one hand on my knee and the other on my shoulder, "Please?"

Ok now he was practically eye fucking me, his hazel eyes connecting with mine.

"I'm... not surprised at all, that's what I said." I mumble, a smirk growing on my lips.

"See that was all- ACK!"

I push Jacob down onto the couch, catching him off guard.

"Who's got the upper hand now?" I tease.

"I don't know, why don't you tell me?" He whispers in my ear, then quickly looking away, no visible expression on his face.

Fuck, his voice turns me on. I shake the thought from my head.

At this point, we're wrestling on the couch, fighting for dominance. Shit, that sounds sexual now that I think about it.

Jacob pushes me off the couch, and I land on the fuzzy carpet bellow.

"...Dumbass..." I mutter as he helps me stand up.

We're both out of breath, but fuck it, he still looks so hot. I blush at the thought. I need to stop thinking so much about him. I can't be in a relationship, it's too risky. I'd just put myself at risk. It may sound selfish, but I don't want to go through any of... well whatever the fuck that even is.

"You good?" Jacob asks, looking at me with concern, "You zoned out for a bit."

I nod, "Yeah, no problems here."

Well that's a shit-faced lie.