Falling for my step brother (boyXboy)

05.

~Picture of Tristin at the top~

"Aren't you even gonna shower?" I looked at my dad like he was crazy and scoffed.

"I'm already sexy enough, I don't need to be dragged into a corner and raped at school dad." I paused for a moment, "Is that what you want? For me to be raped? At school?! You have a sick mind dad." I whipped my head around dramatically flipping my hair.

"Yeah, because that would EVER happen." the oh so obvious sarcasm from Drake made me glare.

"It could happen, nobody can resist my sexiness. I'm like one of them bimbos in the movies that all the guys would kill to bang." that sentence was enough to chase my dad away. He doesn't mind my being gay, but I think it secretly bothers him that I refer to myself as "like a woman."

"Yeah whatever Evan. Now hurry up so we can get to school already." Drake said chuckling slightly.

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"Just leave me alone!" I yelled in frustration as he continued to follow me through the school.

"Oh my God Evan you're so hormonal, you're like pms-ing or something." he cooed as if I were a child.

"Yeah well maybe I should PMS your fucking face, see how you like that." I muttered crossing my arms.

"Don't you think your over reacting just a little bit?" he asked seemingly amused.

"No! You practically destroyed my whole life!" I exasperated throwing my hands in the air like a mad man on drugs.

"Evan...I ate your pudding cup; not exactly apocalypse worthy." he rolled his eyes as I continued to glare at his stupid ugly face.

"You bring the days of destruction." I grumbled shoving the bathroom door open so it hit the wall.

Poor wall, what did it ever do to me? On my god! What if the walls where alive, and they were like listening to everything you said!

Lol Nah.

"Earth to Evan." the insistent waving of Drake's hands in my face made me throw my head back into the wall behind me.

"Ah shit!" I held my head in pain while Drake was breathlessly laughing next to me.

"Oh that was good." Drake sighed moving a hand to my head.

"Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, don't touch it." I whined shoving his hand away.

"I need to look at it Evan, what if your bleeding." he sighed moving closer.

"No, I'm not bleeding!" I assured slapping his hands away.

"Evan if you don't let me see it, I'm gonna hold you down and make you show me." he said forcefully.

Hmm, I actually don't think I'd mind that. If you know what I mean. Him holding me down, making me show him things.

"Yup, I would totally do him."

"You would do who?" Drake's question was sudden, and when realization hit me, I couldn't help the blush creeping up my face.

"Jesus?" I was about ready to slap myself for this one. I mean really? Jesus? Why couldn't I say Channing Tatum? Who would wanna fuck Jesus? Maybe that's like a trend now, like maybe that's why all the girls wear those Jesus sandals now. All like, "Oh look at me, I'm like Jesus! Anyone wanna have sex?" Eeww gross, not to mention how much of a "sin" that would be. Jesus having sex with a guy.

"Well now that that's been discused, can I please look at your head?" Drake asked amused by the previous conversation. I burst into laughter after going over what he said in my mind. He seemed very confused for a moment, but then realization hit him and his whole face turned red.

"Well if you insist." I said in a deep voice laughing harder. If it wasn't for what happened next I probably would have died laughing.

"I don't even know, can I call you back after school?" the sound of Tristin's voice made me shiver and before I could even think I was shoving Drake I to one of the stalls telling him to be quiet. A second thought of him finding me with Drake in a stall, made me get out.

"What the hell?" Drake whisper yelled looking through the crack in the door.

"Just be quiet and don't come out until I tell you." I paused hearing the doorknob. "No matter what." I turned around just in time for Tristin to walk in.

"Well look who it is." he said smirking.

"Not today Tristin." I said annoyed at his, well his everything. His face, his mood, his homophobia. Just his everything.

"I'll never leave you alone Evan." he strode towards me with a smirk and as his hand rose I turned my head and forcefully shut my eyes as thought hat would make the hit hurt less.

A few seconds passed before his hand touched my face, but it wasn't like the other times. Instead of punching me, he gently caresed my cheek. My eyes shot open and when I looked at him he pushed his lips on mine.

Just as I was about to push him away a toilet flushed and he pulled away smirking. He left before I could say anything and before I could thank Drake for saving my life from that sucker fish he walked past me shoving his shoulder into me knocking me to the floor.

Like what the actual fuck?