Playing with Fire (Boyxboy)

Chapter Two

Once I got out the shower I felt so stupid.

"My perverted ass got caught looking at his dick, Damn!" I said dropping my towel and getting dressed.

"I knew Malcolm was not into guys He brings home a different girl almost every night." I said as I laced up my sneakers.

Once I got dressed I got headed out the door, I didn't have class today but after putting myself out there to Malcolm I had to get out the house, the anticipation of our next meeting to see what how he reacts was killing me. I ended up going to get a haircut at "Smooth Edges". I went there for two reasons, they gave a sick ass discount to the local college kids and plus there was Jamel. Jamel was a barber who liked me ever since I started coming, He would always cut my hair for free. I knew I couldn't have Malcolm but I was definitely sure I could get Jamel. Hell he gave me his number the first time I went there and said it was to make appointments to get my hair cut so I didn't have to wait, bullshit. That nigga was feeling me and wanted me to holla.
I went over to Jamel's chair after 30 minutes of waiting. He looked directly at me in the mirror and gave me the warmest smile as he put the cape over me and rubbed his fingers through my hair. He'd always cut my hair in silence and stare extra hard, if he stared any harder I thought dude would burn a hole into my skull. After about 5 minutes dude walked off and made his way to the back abruptly without notice. I was a lil confused at this moment not to mention bewildered because half my head was shaven and the other half was looking like a sheep's back. As I worried about my appearance and when this nigga was gonna come back to finish cutting my hair I glanced down at my phone and saw I had a couple of texts, and they all was from Jamel.

"Yo I wanna see you and be able to talk freely, meet me here tonight at nine. You hanging with me tonight..."

I paused for a sec and couldn't understand why he wouldn't just tell me that shit but I replied "OK".

It was about an hour before I got home after my haircut, after what just happened with Jamel I almost forgot about what happened earlier with Anthony in the bathroom but that was soon to come rushing back. When I got up to my room Malcolm was in my room sitting on the edge of my bed. I slowly walked in my room with a confused look on my face dropping my keys on my dresser and bag by the door.

Before I could say anything this dude blurted out "Bruh you gay?" asking with blood shot eyes like he was pissed off or some shit.

"No Nigga. I'm bisexual. But I don't see why should concern you." I replied staring him dead in his eyes.

Even though he was mad I was not gone lie because I wasn't scared of no nigga. I know I fucked up by looking at him may even disrespected him, but I was damn sure not gone back down if he wanted to fight.

"Stay da fuck away from me with that gay shit bruh I don't get down like that" he said jumping up pushing back and walked out my room slamming my door behind him.

All I could do was stand there and look at the closed door.
"What the fuck just happened?" I said to myself aloud.

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