The Next Chapter

08. Dead End

Warren

"Thank you for the lunch Mr. Lock but I really think we need to get back to the building, well I need to. I have a song to finish for Ms. Lawrence." I told him, avoiding eye contact as I know that when I look at it, I'm locked. (PUN CITY!!!)

"I haven't even told you about what I wanted to tell you and you're leaving already? That's a low-blow." He half frowns.

I couldn't help but smirk at his use of words. He doesn't particularly look like the guy to use such words. He seemed more of the work, work, WORK, WORK! Type of person.

"But don't worry kid," Oh god, did he just fucking nickname me? "I've got you covered, Ms. Lawrence's song can wait a few." Oh, shit.

I don't even know why but my reply was one of the things I'll regret most, "Okay,"

His lips turned into a smile, I've never seen him smile before. It was always a smirk.

"Soo, what'd you want to tell me Mr. Lock?" I asked him crossing my arms.

He took one big breath and he stared deeply into my green eyes. "I've always been a man of want my whole life, I wanted the best of sport's car, best of clothes, best of everything. I wanted all of it. But then I met you and I had need. I needed your presence all the fucking time, I needed your voice. Everything, I needed you. I haven't even known you for more than three weeks and I'm already captivated." Guilt took me over. "I know you're in a committed relationship with a very lucky guy right now but I just needed to tell you this. I'm not asking you for anything, well not really. I'm asking for you to be my date for the Grand Awards. We don't have to hold hands and be physically close for long, just around 30 minutes just for the cameras." He puts a hopeful smile on.

"You're....g-g-gay?? And you're into m-m-m-me??" I don't even know if that reply classified as a yes or a no but oh well.

"I'm bi, and yes I'm into you. And I totally get it if you're not into me back, I just need someone to accompany me to the Grand Awards." He explains.

I just nodded my head as I took out a 20 from my wallet and left it on the table. I walked out of the restaurant and started walking through the busy streets of Manhattan. It was a very rude thing to do but I was left speechless. I didn't want to say 'no' but I didn't want to say 'yes' either. It was basically a dead end.

I didn't realize where I was going until I bumped into a firm chest. "Warren?" His voice I'll always be a familiar with. A short smile spread across my face. "Warren!"

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Bryan

What the fuck just happened? First I bumped into him on streets and next he's dead in my arms. Well not really dead, but he just fell in them. Wasn't he supposed to be at work? What could he have been doing in the block of our apartment? Hell knows it's a few blocks away from the office.

He's been asleep for a few hours now. It's beautiful watching the sunset with the love of your life tucked safely in your arms. Even if they're sleeping or not. Specially new york sunsets. That is the real deal. Though the city never sleeps, it's amazing to watch the view. How little the people look, you just feel alive and powerful staring at them. And to share the view with Warren? Well, he is the view.

"Mmmmm, babe." A soft moan escapes his lips. Is he having a wet dream of us?

I blush at the thought.

"Wake up baby," I whispered slowly in his ear and licked the shell.

"F-f-f-f-fuck...baby, faster..." Yeap, it's a wet dream.

"Baby come on," I hushed and watched his body twitched.

Finally after playing along with his sleep moans, his eyes opened. His green eyes reflected the sunset colors. Damn, he was beautiful. His lips smiled as he leaned up and pecked my lips softly before going going back down again.

"What time is it?" He groans, his ear stuck to my chest.

"8:00 pm," I replied soothing his arm.

"Shit, how long was I dozed off?" He chuckles.

"Six hours?" I guessed and he nods his head.

"I'm hungry," He states.

"For what?" I flirted and he punch me lightly.

Note:

Remember the "spam" I promised in my bio? This is it lol.