The Summer We Found Us | BoyxBoy Romance (18+)

Chapter 1 | Tobias

5 years ago

"Come on, Tobias! We're going to be late!" Elijah laughs running ahead of me. I'm trying to keep up but my backpack is full of his books including mine. I'm not sure why I always cave on carrying his books for him but I always do.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I laugh, pulling on the straps of my backpack. If I break this one my Dad will freak so I'm careful to create some slack on the straps.

Tonight is Burger Night at Elijah's house and I absolutely love Burger Night since Elijah's dad makes his homemade special burger sauce that goes on top. One day I'll make my own and put it on everything.

I watch as Elijah's brown hair blows in the wind as he turns the corner. We're getting closer to his house and I swear I can smell the BBQ from here. It's a warm summer night and I just know Mr.Thorne is bbqing up a storm.

I spend most weekends at Elijah's house. Since the first grade, he's always been attached to my hip and vice versa. Everyone likes to call us twins even though we don't really look alike. I like to think it's because he's my other half.

We reach his front gate and he quickly shoves it open before slamming it close behind him, cutting me off.

"Hey!" I shouted.

"If I beat you, maybe Dad will give me your burger." He winked, dashing off and up his walkway.

I shook my head and laughed, quickly unlocking the gate myself and following him inside.

"Is that my boys, I hear!?" Elijah's Dad calls out to us.

"Yeah Dad, we're home," Elijah called back kicking off his shoes in the hallway and walking inside.

I shook my head since I knew how much his Dad hated it when he did that. Bending down, I straightened up his shoes by the edge of the hallway and did the same to my own. I wouldn't want him to get in trouble. Even though if we're being honest, his Dad never really gets "mad". Not like my Dad. But still, I wouldn't want his Dad to be disappointed.

"Hey, kids. How was school?" Mr.Thorne was standing on the back deck of the house in his famous black "The GrillFather" apron with a spatula in his hand.

I couldn't help but lick my lips as I watched the hot patties sizzle on the BBQ. I'd barely eaten all day so I was starving. It felt like my stomach was eating itself. Dad didn't pack my lunch again since I forgot to make my bed the day before. I've got to stop doing that. Going most of the day without eating is the worst. The days are so long and all I managed to grab was a granola bar from the office after I told them I forgot my lunch at home again.

"Here, have a quick bite." Elijah's Dad says breaking my daydream. He tossed a hot fry into my mouth and I caught it instantly. "Nice catch." He winked. The fry was hot but it tasted so good in my mouth. I immediately felt a rush of life coming back into me.

"-And then, Mrs.Tuna Breath said I misunderstood the assignment so I have to rewrite the whole thing! She's the worst!" Elijah huffed, sitting on one of the patio chairs. He leaned back and propped his feet up on a chair in front of him.

I laughed, shaking my head. "You wrote about the epidermis of a cell."

"Yeah, so? That's what the assignment was." He shrugged.

"You wrote it about the epidermis of a plant cell. We were in biology class." I couldn't help but throw my head back and laugh even harder. This kid was ridiculous. "You didn't even read it before handing it in." I shoved his feet off the seat and sat down myself. He rolled his eyes and plopped his feet back onto my lap.