Gay, Hell No I'm Not! (BoyxBoy)

Chapter fourteen

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***Note: any names of places mentioned in this chapter are not relatable to any names in real life. I just made up everything on my own to satisfy my desires. (i.e. I was too lazy to do research. :D)

Also, thank you Bleu_rein for helping me come up with the name of the restaurant.

Now that that's out of the way, please go ahead and enjoy the chapter! :)

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Aiden's P. O. V.

"So, where are we headed?" Nathan asked, eyes full of anticipation and curiosity as the car came to a stop at a red light and he scanned the streets outside the car window, for possibly some indication of where we were going.

Most likely he was going to use the surrounding structures to form a map in his mind of how he remembered the place to try and figure out where I might take him, but I only wished him good luck on such a pointless attempt, as he will never guess the right answer. There was no possible way he could even come to the conclusion of where I was taking him. Reason being, because he had been away at the time of the places construction.

I glanced over at him for a second, before facing the road again, a secretive smile spreading along my face. "You'll see when we get there," I replied mysteriously, finding amusement in the suspense I was keeping Nathan in.

Nathan scowled my way, not liking my answer, but didn't ask again, seeming to get the hint that no matter what, my mouth was sealed. Noticing his sulking appearance, a chuckle escaped me, and Nathan shot me an annoyed look, to which I raised my hands up in surrender to.

The light then turned green, interrupting our fun, and I resumed the drive to the restaurant we were headed to, soon arriving to it within a half an hour.

I drove into the restaurants parking lot and parked as close as possible to it, the parking lot being somewhat packed with cars already. It seemed like the place was more busy than usual, despite it not being the weekend, and instead just a Tuesday night.

Turning off the cars engine, I glanced over to Nathan. "We're here," I said before climbing out of the car and quickly walking over to the passenger side to open the car door for Nathan like the gentle man I was.

"How classy," Nathan commented with a smirk as he slide out and walked a bit away from me, his eyes turning to asses the restaurant, seeming eager to give it his words of criticism.

"Only for you," I replied lightly, low enough for him to not hear, and went to join him.

The relatively large restaurant was made up entirely of brick with a wooden patio that was as wide as the building itself. There was tables and chairs set up on the wooden patio area for guest that desired to dine outside. Low lighting lit the area, creating a romantic atmosphere that was amplified by the low music drifting out of the restaurant.

Simply Symphony was the name italicized above the entrance to the restaurant; it shined brightly with a yellow glow.

"Simply Symphony? Never heard of it," Nathan commented with speculation, his eyes seeming to hold judgment as he gazed at the restaurant and my mouth quirked upwards at the corners and a small smile formed, one that was filled with some hilarity caused by his caution.

"That's because this place wasn't built until last year, and its still not well known, but I can assure you that the food and service is, at its best, considered four stared," I said with confidence and in a boasting manner.